April 21, 2008

OK, it's time to poo or get off the pot. Either I continue updating this neglected blog (and update the look i have been working on for years) or just shut the frakker down. April 21 08

April 15, 2008

I am a fan of The Soup, or when i was first introduced to it by Ubergrande, Talk Soup. Yep, back in the days when it was hosted by Greg Kinnear. Were we watching tapes of that, Uber? It really couldn't have been 95 right? Wow, I am old.

Anywayz, The PopCrunch Show is sorta like that. It makes snarky humorous comments about people who it is politically correct to make fun of -- celebrities. Really, a part of me says that being mean to anyone is just not karmically good. But making pithy comments about Paris Hilton or Mylie Cyrus just makes me giggle. Maybe because it reminds me of Marmy, queen of pith in my world.

I really should add more vidcasts (does anyone call video podcasts that? no? they should. or maybe podvids) to my viewing habits. Maybe I could bookmark them on the Wii and watch on a daily basis that way. April 15 08

April 11, 2008

The internet seems to like noticing something it thinks nobody else has. It's good for that. Let's take a shelackazoid, or more precisely Everywhere Girl, a girl from a stock photo image. Why did they catch onto her? Because she is on so many sources? Probably just because someone thought she was hot.

What I would like to see is an article where 20 people you have seen in picture frames in Walmart and Blacks and any Umbra store, the aforementioned shelackazoid are interviewed. April 11 08

April 07, 2008

OK, you have probably seen the scenes of horrible playgrounds going around but what is up with this childlike cthulhu?!? It's got to be some artists statue that they just posed the kid on.

D&D dungeons don't make a lot of sense in even the stretchiest fantasy concepts -- only in D&D. How many multi-room, twisty-turny, packed with seemingly random monster labyrinths can there be? But imagine What Real-Life Dungeon Exploration Might Look Like, Graduate Students in Tow.

April 06, 2008

Wow. Talk about a hiatus.

April 04, 2008

I don't browse the inspirationals as much as I used to but MISPRINTED TYPE's Eduardo Recife has such nice work.

April 03, 2008

Barry the Beaver. Oh. My.

April 02, 2008

Long posts here are usually rants or complaints or lame attempts at reviews. How about something positive? Inspired by 100 THINGS WORTH DOING, I give you "100 Fond Memories & Good Things" -- Pt. 1.

1. That green velour shirt Mom got me when I was 4. It felt good and I felt I looked good in it.
2. Sitting upside down in the backseat of the car with my X-Men comics while on a Sunday drive.
3. Cuddling with Marmy in the backseat of a car while driving back from Louisbourg, even before we were officially dating. She's still the best damn cuddler I know.
4. The first time I opened a D&D box, I was mystified and excited about experiencing something I knew had so much more potential than the boardgames Risk and Monopoly I was currently playing.
5. Puppy smell. I slept for a week with a puppy on my chest every night. I don't know what that smell is but it is good memories to me.
6. Fruit Wars. A friend and I, in about grade 4, drew sheets of fruits & veggies having a war with sweets & candies. I can remember the glee of coming up with creative ways for them to wreck each other like muffins rolling watermelons off cliffs and grapes smashing candy canes. Today, a kid would be carted off to the psychologist for such violent imagery but then I was just seen as creative.
7. Yellow lollipops. I don't know why but I only like yellow.
8. Getting my mom to draw stuff for me. In my early years, i knew my mom was a frustrated artist who had to spend more times around her kids then her drawing. So I would get her to draw things for me and marvel at the stuff that came from her pencils.
9. Dad & oak sawdust. Dad was a carpenter and the best smelling cut wood was oak.
10. Rabbit runs. At my littlest, I loved to crawl through the rabbit runs in the woods behind my house. I could get quite the steam up crawling through pretending to be chased by ogres. I always got away.

Oh for the LOVE OF PETE, would people STOP RICK-ROLLING ME, otherwise known as "Hilarious Muppets Bloopers." Still, that was an inventive one. And Bubbles still doesn't know what RickRolling is nor who Rick Astely is.

April 01, 2008

Nice! Wooster Collective street art.