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Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Fed Up
I feel like something needs to be said. People are getting fed up and something needs to be said. I've been hearing a lot of mumblings. Mumblings that will turn into grumblings that will escalate into words that will blossom into fists of anger.
But if I say something now, that destructive path might be averted. Things could change. Sure, it's an optimistic outlook, but in these times of economic hardships, what else do we have?
So, stop the Auto Tune.
Just stop it. Use your normal voice, no matter how shitty it is.
Jesus loves you just the way you are. And America loves you, too, which is evident by the millions buying your garbage on itunes.
There, it's out there.
But if I say something now, that destructive path might be averted. Things could change. Sure, it's an optimistic outlook, but in these times of economic hardships, what else do we have?
So, stop the Auto Tune.
Just stop it. Use your normal voice, no matter how shitty it is.
Jesus loves you just the way you are. And America loves you, too, which is evident by the millions buying your garbage on itunes.
There, it's out there.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
In a Room
Stop it.
Before you go too far.
Ok, now you’ve done it. You’ve gone and done it.
Daddy will be mad.
Don’t call me Daddy.
This room is freezing. Good thing I brought this jacket.
You mean this jacket?
Hey, that’s mine.
I told you not to call me Daddy.
So you took my jacket.
I had to take something to punish you.
Well you coulda at least left me some napkins to cover up with.
Oh, hold on, I think there are some napkins here in your jacket.
Front right pocket, probably. I got fast food last night.
Yep, here they are. Ok, take some napkins to cover up.
Thank you.
Sure.
That jacket’s pretty nice, huh?
Oh yea. Love the inside. Is it wool?
Yep. Got in on sale a couple summers back.
Yea, those winter sales in the summer? The best.
I know, right. Got it for, like, 50 bucks or something.
Whatta steal.
Yea.
How those napkins holdin' up?
Eh. Not too bad.
You look cold.
I am cold.
That explains why your lips are blue.
My lipsh areth bluetshehs?
Sure are. And now it’s affecting your speech.
It’ssh affectinghshs mysh speeeshc?
…Let's see if there are more napkins.
Before you go too far.
Ok, now you’ve done it. You’ve gone and done it.
Daddy will be mad.
Don’t call me Daddy.
This room is freezing. Good thing I brought this jacket.
You mean this jacket?
Hey, that’s mine.
I told you not to call me Daddy.
So you took my jacket.
I had to take something to punish you.
Well you coulda at least left me some napkins to cover up with.
Oh, hold on, I think there are some napkins here in your jacket.
Front right pocket, probably. I got fast food last night.
Yep, here they are. Ok, take some napkins to cover up.
Thank you.
Sure.
That jacket’s pretty nice, huh?
Oh yea. Love the inside. Is it wool?
Yep. Got in on sale a couple summers back.
Yea, those winter sales in the summer? The best.
I know, right. Got it for, like, 50 bucks or something.
Whatta steal.
Yea.
How those napkins holdin' up?
Eh. Not too bad.
You look cold.
I am cold.
That explains why your lips are blue.
My lipsh areth bluetshehs?
Sure are. And now it’s affecting your speech.
It’ssh affectinghshs mysh speeeshc?
…Let's see if there are more napkins.
Reel Creative
Reel FX.
Welcome to a world void of boundaries. Boundary-less. So, you can go anywhere you want. Anywhere at all. Your mind is your only boundary. Well, not the only boundary, I suppose. I mean, you still have to come and work inside these walls, but once you’re inside, you can go anywhere.
Kinda. Ya can’t, like, leave early too often. And ya can’t just wander around all day and not sit at your desk and work. So, other than those two minor little details, there are no boundaries.
And if you’re a man, ya can’t wander into the women’s restroom. And vice versa. Boundaries there. And personal space boundaries. No sitting on laps and drawing or holding hands while rendering stuff. A couple more boundaries.
Ya know this whole ‘no boundaries’ thing doesn’t really make much sense anymore.
If you go really metaphoric with it, it'll do, I guess. But if you’re literal at all, it’s just a mess.
(I find that to be true with most everything in life, actually.)
Welcome to a world void of boundaries. Boundary-less. So, you can go anywhere you want. Anywhere at all. Your mind is your only boundary. Well, not the only boundary, I suppose. I mean, you still have to come and work inside these walls, but once you’re inside, you can go anywhere.
Kinda. Ya can’t, like, leave early too often. And ya can’t just wander around all day and not sit at your desk and work. So, other than those two minor little details, there are no boundaries.
And if you’re a man, ya can’t wander into the women’s restroom. And vice versa. Boundaries there. And personal space boundaries. No sitting on laps and drawing or holding hands while rendering stuff. A couple more boundaries.
Ya know this whole ‘no boundaries’ thing doesn’t really make much sense anymore.
If you go really metaphoric with it, it'll do, I guess. But if you’re literal at all, it’s just a mess.
(I find that to be true with most everything in life, actually.)
Sunday, September 13, 2009
The World Today: Installment 01
Lots to think about nowadays, isn't there. Swine flu running rampant. The deficit reaching one thousand-gajillion spacebucks. People having sex with one another. Kanye interrupting little girls. Gaga wearing full-body doileys. The president's denim. The Transformers girl's body.
Just so many important issues at hand. And we need to focus on each one, one at a time. Starting Roethlisberger over Warner. Holy wars. Women driving race cars. Status updates. Tweetbookspace and child predators. Who won the game last night.
I mean, there's really a lot to ponder. That is, if you like pondering as much as I do. I ponder at least once a day. Just find a quite place somewhere and ponder away. I used to ponder the shit outta test questions. I still never really answer any questions. I just ponder. Questions are answered when I no longer have time to ponder. The result is the answer. No matter if it's right or wrong.
I mean, what's the world coming to? Madonna's arms. Tatoos on genitalia. Jamaican women/men sprinters. Babies having babies. Sway's hat and the universes held beneath.
When will we be in the future, fer crysakes? A train used for transporting people around the city of Dallas has just opened. A train. A yellow train. Not a monorail. Or a molecule dispenser. Or a people launcher. But a simple train. Choo choo.
Where are the hoverboards? Michael J. Fox had one like 15 years ago and we still haven't seen 'em in Walgreens yet? We can have floating beds but we can't float a board? Where are we? Not the future, that's for sure.
We're always in the present. And some of us, people without HD and people named Louis or Mortimer, are in the past.
We're always in the present, though. And whatta present it is. Entertainment everywhere you look. Someone's trying to get your attention. Hold it hostage. Stadiums are erected with jumbo tron TV's so you can watch the game on them. Not watch the players on the actual field, but watch the jumbo tron ABOVE the players on the actual field. They're bigger. Remarkable.
The second you're not entertaining, you're done. Now. Now. Now. I want it now, Daddy. The world has become one giant Veruca Salt, hasn't it. One giant, green, Veruca Salt.
How much for that new Green peace tree hugger of a car? 60,000 dollies? Sure. I'll take two. One for me and one for the rest of my body, cause these things are shoeboxes.
Just lots to ponder. Like if Gaga's done bleeding yet. Damn, she can sing.
Just so many important issues at hand. And we need to focus on each one, one at a time. Starting Roethlisberger over Warner. Holy wars. Women driving race cars. Status updates. Tweetbookspace and child predators. Who won the game last night.
I mean, there's really a lot to ponder. That is, if you like pondering as much as I do. I ponder at least once a day. Just find a quite place somewhere and ponder away. I used to ponder the shit outta test questions. I still never really answer any questions. I just ponder. Questions are answered when I no longer have time to ponder. The result is the answer. No matter if it's right or wrong.
I mean, what's the world coming to? Madonna's arms. Tatoos on genitalia. Jamaican women/men sprinters. Babies having babies. Sway's hat and the universes held beneath.
When will we be in the future, fer crysakes? A train used for transporting people around the city of Dallas has just opened. A train. A yellow train. Not a monorail. Or a molecule dispenser. Or a people launcher. But a simple train. Choo choo.
Where are the hoverboards? Michael J. Fox had one like 15 years ago and we still haven't seen 'em in Walgreens yet? We can have floating beds but we can't float a board? Where are we? Not the future, that's for sure.
We're always in the present. And some of us, people without HD and people named Louis or Mortimer, are in the past.
We're always in the present, though. And whatta present it is. Entertainment everywhere you look. Someone's trying to get your attention. Hold it hostage. Stadiums are erected with jumbo tron TV's so you can watch the game on them. Not watch the players on the actual field, but watch the jumbo tron ABOVE the players on the actual field. They're bigger. Remarkable.
The second you're not entertaining, you're done. Now. Now. Now. I want it now, Daddy. The world has become one giant Veruca Salt, hasn't it. One giant, green, Veruca Salt.
How much for that new Green peace tree hugger of a car? 60,000 dollies? Sure. I'll take two. One for me and one for the rest of my body, cause these things are shoeboxes.
Just lots to ponder. Like if Gaga's done bleeding yet. Damn, she can sing.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Mythical Fans of OU and Tech
I've noticed something and I'd like to point it out.
The only people that like the Oklahoma and Texas Tech football teams are people that went to school there.
I've never met anyone EVER that's said, 'I love OU' or 'Wreck 'Em Tech' that didn't goto the schools.
Ya know why that is?
Cause those teams are completely unlikable in every sense of the word unless you attended them. And even then, I'd still be hardpressed to cheer for that snide asscrack of a man Stoops or the Pirate Lawyer in stinkhole Lubbock.
Try my theory. Find a fan of those teams that didn't goto school there. It's like Zenu riding a unicorn while spanking a leprechaun who's tuggin on Bigfoot's jamrod.
Doesn't exist.
The only people that like the Oklahoma and Texas Tech football teams are people that went to school there.
I've never met anyone EVER that's said, 'I love OU' or 'Wreck 'Em Tech' that didn't goto the schools.
Ya know why that is?
Cause those teams are completely unlikable in every sense of the word unless you attended them. And even then, I'd still be hardpressed to cheer for that snide asscrack of a man Stoops or the Pirate Lawyer in stinkhole Lubbock.
Try my theory. Find a fan of those teams that didn't goto school there. It's like Zenu riding a unicorn while spanking a leprechaun who's tuggin on Bigfoot's jamrod.
Doesn't exist.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Spike Jonze NY Times Article
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/09/06/magazine/06jonze-t.html?pagewanted=1&_r=2
“There is no difference between childhood and adulthood.”
Thursday, September 3, 2009
HORNS from Webosaurs.com
This is a photo of Horns recording his pickup lines for a recent animated webisode for Webosaurs.com.
As you can see, he doesn't really do well with scripted material.
As you can see, he doesn't really do well with scripted material.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A New Look to an Old Guy
I tried shading and texturing one of my old 'Cowboys & Indians' characters really quick and I dig how he came out. Wondering how the whole gang would look with this treatment...
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