Sometimes I do Art.

This is a man with a cabbage on his head. It's kind of like wearing your heart on your sleave except in this case it's wearing your brain on your head. If you click it you can see a bigger version and the pair of eyes staring from the darkened window upstairs. Most people would say it's his mother and they'd be wrong because I think Freud is a dick. I like Jung. You wanna know what it is? It's your Id. Your primal self and it's waiting at the top of the stairs ready to pounce on your new wife and rape her. Yeah, where're you gunna go now?! They know how you think now. You're trapped!!
Still, it could also be a cat.

The Man with a Cabbage on his head.