That's Mr. Cuteness to you

This is my friend Eric.















If you're a regular reader of this blog, you are already familiar with his work.















He is the Cuteness' father.




















But apparently I've never mentioned him before on the blog, or at least not in great length. And he was feeling left out.




















So this post is dedicated all to him.

If you reside in the Austin area, you might recognize him. He's the Local Lottery Dude (official title).















He draws the balls. And also cleans and polishes the balls.















And believe me, we've had countless hours of fun coming up with jokes about Eric and how he likes to play with balls. Believe me, we've exhausted every possibility.















Eric is an avid outdoorsman. He enjoys hunting, boating, drinking, playing horseshoes, and all other manner of outdoor activities that men in Texas do.




















He's happily married to my friend Sara.















But does love the ladies (don't worry, that's just Christy and I. He's allowed to flirt with us.)















He's a great chef. Seriously, this man can cook.




















He looks good in a toga. With foliage on his head. No small feat.




















He and The Cowboy have a great Man Love for each other. It's cute. And also, weird.















He's also one of the nicest people I've ever met. Seriously. Outstanding guy. Even if he does like to give me a hard time about my politics.




















Here is Eric a few weeks ago, at approximately 2:30 am, after an evening of drinking, stirring up shit and getting me riled up about gun control. Then he goes and passes out.















Paybacks are a bitch, Eric.