The Tale of the Mey-Me Monster

You may have been wondering what this whole "Mey-Me Monster" thing is all about.  If that is the case, keep reading, because I'll explain how the whole thing started.

This little monster is a result of my lack of proper communication skills from way back, when I was just a wee li'l boy:

Back in Holland we lived on a dairy farm.  Every six weeks or so, some guy would come over to take samples of each of our cows' milk.  This guy was the so-called monster nemer (pronounced "mon-stehr naim-ehr").  Now, he would call to set up an appointment with my dad.  That's where I come in.  I was always hungry to know who could be calling us, so often I was the first to arrive at the phone.  I would pick up the phone, say my little speech "Hallo met Pierre van der Weerd" (try translating that) and wait for a reply.  While the monster nemer would properly tell me who he was and that he needed to talk to my dad, I didn't seem to understand his grown-up talks of boring.

Of course, I was completely fascinated with dinosaurs and other amazing monsters at the time, so instead of telling my dad that the monster nemer wanted to talk to him, I instead yelled out that the Mey-Me Monster was on the phone.

There.  Now you know.

I drew the little beastie in my sketchbook and then coloured it digitally in Photoshop (all with a mouse!!).