For Day 19 of #Inktober2020, we got the cue word, “Dizzy.” #Inktober
This was the first concept that popped into my head. A poor soul, puking his guts out on a spinning teacup ride as his daughter – her head barely visible above the rim of the cup – looks on in what we must assume is horror since we can’t see her face. I doodled a version of this and then just went with a larger scale for my “official” #Inktober2020 doodle.
The reason I went this route is that the teacup rides always make me sick to my stomach. The combination of spinning in different directions does a number on me. I can do fine on the teacup ride in Walt Disney World, or something small scale like that.
But I cannot ride the type of teacup rides you encounter at traveling carnivals, or the larger-scale ones at other theme parks, without getting nauseous. I’ve never vomited on one, but I had a girlfriend a long time ago who was as sensitive to them as I, and blew chunks within a few steps of the ride once it ended.
Of course, that was the end of my restraint. Once I smell or hear vomit, I’m done. It’s one reason that the awful routine in that atrocious movie Pitch Perfect, where the psychotic one (okay, they all are) makes a “snow angel” in the vomit, nearly made me sick when I watched it.
And since you’re about to ask, I do fine in Stand By Me because it’s so over-the-top funny I laugh. Same with that infamous Family Guy scene where they all drink ipecac.
Which brings me to an additional point.
The eldest padawan HATED this concept and won’t even look at it. I was assured that the fact I was giggling while doodling it out showed that I was demented and “had a terrible sense of humor.”
I pointed out that my revenge will be some day in the future when all my padawans discover my sense of humor shaped theirs. Vengeance will be mine!
The usual disclaimer applies as always. If you like it, that’s great. If you don’t, that’s OK too. I’m just trying to stay in the habit of sharing things.
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