day 3

day 3
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So I'm reading a newspaper article today about two sisters who one some sort of dance competition. In my mind, I am picturing grotesquely conjoined twins. Like a whole girl and then just the torso of another, yet they were performing the most beautiful and graceful ballet before a horrified audience. I then saw a picture of the girls. They were normal six year olds. It was very disappointing.

I broke down at the store yesterday and bought a box of snickers ice cream bars. Evidently, crack is listed in the ingredients. I ate the whole box in one sitting. While I feel neither guilt or remorse, the gooey caramel has made me feel quite sick. I suppose it didn't mix well with the bacon sandwich which I ate prior.

Best postsecret ever

day 2

day 2
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It's hard to stop.

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Picture 656
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At last. A new painting. When I go, I go hard. For a recluse, I'm sure not home much. It does make me appreciate the solitude though when the moment arrives.

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Picture 658
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Picture 659
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I'm genetically predispasosed to plumber's butt. It's a curse.

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Picture 660
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Done for the night. A perfect friday evening.

day 2boy

day 2boy
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It's like I'm never home, yo. This is a shameful confession from a self described recluse. This weekend ... oh this weekend.... I'm planning a luxurious self-imposed isolation from society (minus one halloween party, of course).

I have been whittling away at some paintings though, 5 minutes here, 12 minutes there. You know the drill.

Countdown to spending like a rockstar for the rest of year is T-minus 7 days. I'll explain more about this later as I am about to leave.

hard wieners.

SO yeah. It's been a while. What can I say? The night time has been nice under the big sky so I have been disposed as of late with prior engagements. Sometime I might fill you in, then again maybe I won't.

Overheard in my house:

E: Dude, remember like 4 days ago i cooked those cocktail wieners in the crockpot?

R: Yuppers.

E: I'm cleaning up today, reach for the crockpot.....it was warm.

R: You cooked the leftovers for 4 days?

E: Yeah. Slow cooked them. It was like concrete. I had to chisel them out with a fork. It bent the fork.

R: Was that what was stinky?

E: Among other things. I got it clean, but it destroyed an SOS pad in the process.

Yesterday was maybe the most perfect day ever in my life. Remarkably perfect. Here is a list of what I did merely for the fact the I am a fan of lists.

1) 6:20 a.m. alarm goes off signaling time to go the gym
2) 6:20-7:40 hit the snooze button every 10 minutes (snooze is the shit)
3) 7:40 get out of bed. Shower. Dress. Leave:
4) 8-5:30 work.
5) 6:00 come home.
6) 6-6:30 practice learning billy idol songs on the guitar
7) 7-8:30 paint a little, draw a little
8) 8:30 dress for volleyball game and leave
9) 9-10 volleyball game. We lost. Badly. It was ugly.
10) 10:00 drive to gas station. Get big red gatorade.
11) 10:03 spill red gatorade all over myself while driving
12) 10:15 watch lost on dvr. I timed how long it took on dvr with no commercials. It's 41 minutes if you fast forward the parts where two chicks are talking to each either.
13) 11:00 go to bed
14) 11:15 beat fred because he keeps humping the covers
15) 11:20-12:15 read true crime
16) 12:16 sleep. Have violent nightmares about scorpions though. Very strange.

sketchdump 166

sketchdump 166
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Overheard at my house

E: Do you know what the brown glob is in the butter?

R: No, I've just been eating around it.

E: Me too, but it's getting to the point where we are getting close to it.

E: I can't figure out what it is.

R: It's a mystery.

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staticfree2
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Completely brilliant.

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Picture007
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I know, this is all very engrossing. This dear friends, is my desk and the arm of my office chair. Sometimes i stand up and make faces at the people in the parking lot. They can't really see though, but I think it is important to have silly breaks throughout the day.

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Picture006
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My work habitat. This beats the old office at ibm that had thick yellow lead paint.

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Picture004
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Picture003
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Everyone from work went to barcelona. I'm still here. I'm running a two hour test program so I moved to our new eurostyle furniture to chill and take some photos. So...this is me at work.

There's a lot of strange men in cell block 10.

It was the home of Romeo and Juliet, a small town called Verona, set in the Italian countryside. I had arrived there by mistake, hoping to go to Venice, but missing my stop. My fatigue was intense and it was late in the evening. I quickly made my way to the nearest hostel, an old villa which had been converted high on top of a hill. The next morning I awoke completely refreshed but nearly gagged as I caught a wiff of my own odor. It had been 2 days since the last shower and I was in dire need. I gathered my towel and flip flops and made my way to the (communal) shower. The shower room was a big open cavern surrounded by windows on all sides. A single pole stood in the center of the room with a ring of 10 spickets at the top in circular fashion.

I was greeted by five very naked very German men all showering and conversing. "Ja, Hello!", one said. This was one of those moments in life where you have to make a quick decision. The implications were not long and far reaching, but it was important nonetheless.

I wheeled an about face, immediately headed back to my bank and furiously applied deoderant. You see faced with the proposition of a naked shower with naked germans or an extra day of the stink, I chose the stink.

There is no shame
Nor did I cry
The stink was tame
and my skin was dry.

Sex ed painting - part 2. 

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Picture 651
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I made some jack o lanterns. The first is me, if I had some a scary pumpkin face. The second is the goatse man. If you don't know what it is, google it, but don't do it while you are at work or eating.

sketchdump 165

sketchdump 165
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Life drawing class. Usually I suffer through 2 hours of horrid sketches before I get something i like. Today the first one I attempted turned out great.

Lubricant, hair, and the sink

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I woke up this morning this morning with a ghastly blemish on my face. I haven't had a pimple for a year but it sort of figures I would get one on the day I have a date. This forced me to take drastic measures. The tattoed brother was gone to home depot searching for industrial cleaning products so i performed a recon mission into his room (no mans land) in search of heavy duty face ointments.

This is the scene that met me in has bathroom and I must duly admit that I am both shocked and baffled. This may be the only sink in the great United States which contains not 1 but two cans of WD-40. The purpose for the spray lubricant is unknown to me, although I will fathom a guess that it is for his hair clippers. I can sort of picture him spraying down the clippers and then immediately going to town on his hair.

Simply frightening.

flying peni

This is from my school's online newspaper. I think it's choice.

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sketchdump 164
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Score one more for the good guys

From an email tattoed bro sent today:


did you get any tickets for that show? it is wednesday...

some dude here just asked me if i wanted some tickets, i was like, "to what?" he's like "i don't know, one of my friends works at a radio station and gave them to me...

2 tickets to rollins for free

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So we totally scored two free tickets to the spoken word show tomorrow. How awesome is that? It's nice to get the hookups sometimes and even nicer to get to go out and see a great show. On top of that, Beniffer, my former co-worker with whom I surveyed Japan, im'd me today. He's trying to set up a "lets use up our vacation days" vacation with the leisurely spot of Costa Rica in mind. To tell you the truth, I'm all about it. I'm all about the images you know, I picture myself sitting in on a beach with a straw hat painting a watercolor picture and drinking a cold pepsi with lots of ice and an umbrella in it.

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sketchdump165
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New stuff coming soon. I have started working on a painting called "Blocking the suplex", I would offer a picture, but we apparently have gnomes who come into the house at night and swipe away all of my rechargable batteries.

It leaves me powerless, so to speak.