Friday, November 27, 2009

<3

I love Katrina and Shane. And I love this font. Because I love fonts. And Katrina and Shane. And 1-800-LOAN-BARN. And taxis. And money. And crispy juicy chicken with all the amenities all for a dollar. And turkeys. And blankets. And Scene-it. And Twitter. And my mom for thinking that I'm really online. But mostly Shane and Katrina. ;)

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Happy Happy Happy

(Picture by Deviant Artist Grodden)


Really happy!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Why I don't like swimming in the ocean.

(art by Deviant Artist, forgottenpurpose)
...scary.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Self Explanatory...




I'm all about art, but more about hanging around good people! Come and hang with us, and please leave your drama at home. It needs a break from your whining, haha. Sushi, drinks, friends, and art. Can you ask for more?

Monday, November 16, 2009

Revelations

(art by deviant artist ~Frizz-bee)

Your falling...

Har
d.

...If it's because of a girl,
I think it's a good thing you
haven't hit the floor.

Maybe.

So keep falling.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Things don't go your way, and you wanna give up...

...then make a PLAYLIST! Lucky 7.

Hands Down- Dashboard Confessional*
Stolen- Dashboard Confessional**
Love Hurts- Incubus**
Still Not Over You ft Eric Hol- Mike Posner
Blinded- Third Eye Blind
Stay (I Missed You)- New Found Glory*
Crazy for You- New Found Glory**

Dashboard Confessional and New Found Glory are another one of those choices that could include whole albums, but I chose to spare you and your attention span the anguish. Hope these pique your interest and you give them a try. Readers, enjoy.

O, Man. I should practice more.

Just came back from the gym to find out I suck horribly in basketball. Alright, granted I already knew I sucked given the fact that I can't dribble for the life of me, but it was fun. I spent most of my time stealing lose balls and running clueless around the court trying to get open while the rest of my team scored beautiful coordinated baskets. The only shot I was able to make were lay-ups that rarely had any defenders on me, but shots like that only boost your moral so far. On the plus side, it was an awesome replacement for the typical cardio routine on a treadmill. The time playing with my brother, cousin, and friends are always fun, even if I suck monumentally compared to them. I hope my cousin moves up here so we can get this more as a routine. He just needs a firm to hire him. Anyone know a law firm thats hiring? I would so so give up treadmill routines for basketball, even though I suck. I'll practice. I'll get better. Just really sucks that everyone is taller than me. BOO!

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Christmas is here, and so is my LIST.

I spent all day with my mom, looking for potential gifts. I also took the time to make a visual list of items that are on my list, some funny, some that relieve stress, and others that I really wish I had money for... *sigh.












This was actually pretty fun. Going store to store and doing snap shots of stuff you like or catch your eye. Christmas is here and are you ready? Sure, people stare at you, but I don't care. My list is actually pretty limited to the Downtown Mall, so it's smaller than if I went to Roseville Galleria. With that said, care to share your visual list?

Oh, and donations to assist in the the acquisition of the items on my list are extremely welcomed.
Good Hunting, monkey! :3

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Doodle Hour

Another trial and tribulations comes upon us as we have to endure another four hours of Art and Law. Not only was it our midterms due today, but we also went back in time within our curriculum. SO tell me why we needed to go another two hours of week one material. It was homework. We went through the needed topics and highlighted the important information weeks before. Was it really necessary? Well, here are some doodles I edited and worked on, new and old, that desperately needed some attention in my notebook, since Art and Law failed, yet again, to hold any interest to me. Honestly, I was playing catch up with my pre-print class work, so I merely edited some old pieces. Didn't really doodle all class period like I said I was gonna, but it'll just be this one time, promise. Hope you don't mind. Anyways, if it's new to you then it's fair game... enjoy!




Sunday, November 8, 2009

Fast Faves

A real quick snap shot list of favorites accumulated throughout the week. Essentials and non-essentials included. Basically, stuff I think define me in some way.







Want more? Gotta wait next week, Monkey!

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Sweep the Leg!



If you love the Karate Kid and you love good music, this is an awesome mix of both. It's funny they included all the old actors for this vid, Ralph Macchio, William Zabka, and Martin Kove. Pat Morita, aka Mr. Miyagi wasn't inlcuded because he passed on November 24, 2005, bless his soul. I know, I'm having a nerd moment, and guess what, I don't care, haha. Enjoy!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Doodle Hour



What started out as a doodle, soon turned out to become an interesting swirl of colorful expressions brought out through massive amounts of boredom and borderline anxiety. Can a class get any more bland?! Starting out, how do you arrive early to class for the first time, and STILL start 20 minutes late?! Please tell me because I seriously don't get it! Alright, granted it's uber boring and I really don't care for Art and Law, but at least start on time, get your stuff taught, and possibly leave early. Also, take note whenever you see people working on their laptops in class, doing other work, AND not answering any of the questions from the class discussions, that it's probably time for a break, or possibly move on to another topic. This is the only class where I've had to sit for two hours before the next break. It's come to the point where people take their own breaks, but this isn't about Art and Law, it's about my doodles, born from boredom, and it is the glue holding my sanity together. It's a progressive art done during class period. I'll be posting every Wednesday, mainly besause it's when I have Art and Law. This, my fellow bloggers, is Doodle hour.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

P is for Playlist


I know it's long...

"Feeling Good"- Muse
"Gimme Sympathy"- Metric
"Lounge in Formation"- The Action Design
" My World"- Sick Puppies
"All That I've Got"- The Used
"The Crossing"- The Action Design
"All That Night"- The Action Design
"Everything's Just Wonderful"- Lily Allen
"Valium Knights"- Spinnerette
"Landmines"- The Action Design
"It's Hard to Say"- The Used
* "All the Same"- Sick Puppies
"Empty Face"- The Action Design
"You and I both"- Jason Mraz
"Fallin For You"- Colbie Cailat
** "Butterfly"- Jason Mraz
"Lucky"- Jason Mraz ft. Colbie Cailat
*** "Make Me Whole"- Amel Larrieux
"Everything"- Michael Buble
"Lost"- Michael Buble

Okay. These are some of my all-time favorites, especially the Michael Buble albums, which I chose not to include so to not bombard you with an already expansive list. Jason Mraz is another good cd, worth buying. For the same reason, I did not include his whole album. I really hope you enjoy these hand-picks of auditory pleasure and return the favor by posting your lists as well. Well, to you Rickie, I'll give the cd to Holly when I see her, which would most likely be tomorrow. Enjoy!

Monday, November 2, 2009

The Carousel



Red bag. Green bag. Blue bag... another blue bag. The colors and names continue to mechanically move through their endless cycle. No goal. No aim. No purpose. Just to keep moving until some kind of entity claims it and cares for the fragile package inside. Much like my life, travelling in circles, waiting for someone or something to claim what I have to offer was my goal. For as long as I could imagine I have been circling through the same routine, the same group of friends, the same Friday night chill sessions, and the same bad taste in women, the same bad choices. For once, I wish this ride would stop and let me focus on what life really is and choose what paths suite me, the right choices.

.. ..

As I stood in the stuffy baggage claim, the smell of B.O. ambushing me from across the terminal brought me back to reality, hard. Gimme a break! You could smell the exhaustion rolling down his hairy back, moisture building up behind his knee-caps. Crap, I was tired from the ten hour flight from Japan as well, but I never let it get this bad. They have stuff for this kind of thing! I would have guessed that he boarded straight from a tourist sightseeing trip and didn't have time to shower, or at least lay on a layer of refreshing, winter spring scented deodorant. I felt sorry for the people who sat next to him, experiencing firsthand the horrid smell grow stronger with each passing hour that we were in the air. At least he got to alter his path. He got to sight see Japan for a week at least. He really looks like he's enjoying his carousel. So jealous. That's exactly how my trip should be, a new rotation and a new life.

.. ..

"Err... still no bag. What's up?" A reflection of how things go wrong when you go against the grain in the pattern that is your life. It happens on vacations. It's happening now. I stood there staring at the carousel thinking if fate was really random, or some entity bent on making life that much harder. I could feel it laughing at me, pointing its devious finger at me, watching my annoyed reaction as I begin to build frustration. Geez! I'm already down on my luck. Is this really necessary? Really?!

"Attention all passengers! This is a common sense announcement!..." Blah blah blah. This was the airports last ditch effort to knock some sense into naive passengers into making intelligent choices and to watch their useless baggage. Oh how bitter I was.

.. ..

"Err... coulda used that years ago."

.. ..

I couldn't focus anymore. My eyes felt like they were holding back an avalanche. The pressure behind my eyeballs zoned in on the frustrations and it began to show. Losing my center of balance, my body begins to sway. I notice myself no longer looking for my bag. It was lost and I knew it. Fatigue and stress took over my body. The only option left was to wait and reset my mood, sitting there at the "Lost" Baggage Claim, where all the lost souls end up. The veins in my head started thumping in annoyance. I pondered whether I should take my unbridled wrath to the innocent bag attendant who was also flustered with all the holiday chaos brought to him by travelers in the same predicament. I quickly vetoed the idea realizing that it just wasn't me. Maybe this was the reason she left me, because I was "lost". I didn't have an identity.

.. ..

After six years, she coulda said something! Anything that could have helped us. I shook my head. No, I don't need her. She left me and I didn't need her baggage! I was fine. I had no intention of being stuck with her baggage, on her life carousel. Not this time. I closed my eyes for a minute to calm my thoughts. The silence was calming, except for the constant clicking of bags being rolled over the dirty ceramic tiles as they exited the terminal. Other than that, I felt I could do this. I could start over.

.. ..

Suddenly, a thud at the carousel caught my attention. I could see my bag and something else. A new revelation hit me in the chest, mentally crashing me to the floor. As I walked towards my bag I realized something. That bag was her: the clothes she bought me, the cologne she would insist I wear, even my pj's, and even to my toothpaste. It was all her. She molded me, and left me with nothing.

.. ..

Then I saw it, my escape. I turned around, confidence overtaking me, courage leading me as I exited the shiny, newly cleaned, sliding glass doors. I felt freedom wipe across my face. The brightness and warmth renewed me. The fatigue was gone and was replaced with hope. Never once did I look back. I already knew, this was a new path, not a carousel, the right choice.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

O, Man...


MYSPACE MESSENGER:
Neil:
funny
still can't believe half the people there did not know who Casey Jones is...
lame.
...and I thought it was a good idea.
……………………………………………………………………
7:57 PM
Aldo :
hhahahaha
……………………………………………………………………
7:58 PM
Neil:
You guys make me feel older than I should be...
...and I thought Ninja turtles was a popular show/movie.
……………………………………………………………………
7:59 PM
Aldo :
hahhahhahaha it was
……………………………………………………………………
8:00 PM
Neil:
well, supposedly not. according to the repeated cry of "who are you?"
……………………………………………………………………
8:00 PM
Aldo :
hahahahaahh
……………………………………………………………………
8:01 PM
Neil:
upsetting. I'm still hurt.
……………………………………………………………………
8:02 PM
Aldo :
hahahaha
sucks
……………………………………………………………………
8:02 PM
Neil:
yes it does.

**Pin-up by
***Image made by Deviant Artist Sno2


Please tell me why I feel like I'm the only one who used to watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? How does someone not know who Casey Jones is? Err... am I just that old? Its not like I'm talking about Gem or the Carebears. This was a popular show, so I thought.