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Animal planet

98 cents short of brilliance

A note to the wise. If ever you're falling from a point of movement, and in the midst of some grotesquely disturbing dance deciding if you should land on your back or on your hands, try to remember not to put your elbow between your cardiac plexus and the pavement. Its like what Bon Jovi would call "Shovel thru the heart, and you're too blame~" Ok, maybe he didnt say shovel. But he would've.

Anyway, speaking of reading (Now let's all pretend I mentioned reading somewhere earlier), I read somewhere that men with a five year plan seem more likely to succeed in life cause they have their plans set out. So I set mine out. 2 yrs in army. and then gallivant for the next 3. plan yes? Ok maybe not gallivant. but do things i wish to do. hone my crafts. build a house, resurrect the dinosaurs, stuff like that. After all, I wouldnt be much of a christian if I worked for a living right? what happened to leaving providence to the Lord? Ok, maybe I ripped the last bit of somewhere. but you get the point.

It's Hammer Time

So it's one of those days.


Anyway. I was playing some warhammer quiz on facebook ytd and realized how I missed painting them. Haha. This was my favorite one. I called him thor. And he was made from 2 different figures and putty for beard(I got bored of the normal ones that everyone had, see)

Skateboard History

Its been a theory I've been stuffing down people's throats as of late. That Skateboarding was created long before the 1960s. Look at Chris Haslam, Look at Mike Vallely.They all look like someone. Jesus. Yes. Jesus created skateboarding. All the facts point to it. Carpenter. beard and hair. Rad flowing robes. I mean COMEONE. He rode into Juraselem on a donkey. yeah.that was probably the name of His deck.

Mr Choc Chip

Captions too small. Haha. But it says Mr Choc Chip Cookie joins American Idol.

Rain Monster

Its raining like crazy.

Zip pa de doo dah, zip pa de deh,

So I'm bushed. School's been draining me. I need a new, more accessible , less noisy skatespot, aaand the projects are like big fishes opening their big ass jaws to swallow me whole. And the weird part is I'm actually liking it all. haha. Wooooo.

Num Num

Behold the Num Num Monster

Mr Robo

Jump Everything

So I know I haven't been posting much art, which was the main purpose of this blog. But thats because as of late I've returned to pen and paper. And I still got a couple of undone one liners. But I think I found a solution to posting all my drawings on paper without the hassle of riggin the scanner up. Its called a camera.Dull dull me.

Fizzle. Dee. Pop

Chuck And I have just both reached a rather odd conclusion that if everything in our life goes as planned(which it never does), then by the end of our army enlistment, he'll be in the US surfing with mike v and I'll be in Oz surfing with Pat Dandy. Whutt.

Bag and Tag

My laptop is charging. My skate videos are zipped up. My tech deck's in my bag. and I got pen and paper. Yeap.I'm ready for school.


Thanks for the (long forsaken) Tags

Wq : thank you.thank you. Now lend me your ipod. :p

Daniel : Unless what? Unless I am. AWESOME?

Ben : thanks. aha

Naz : Thanks. I did it. Tho I already said that. Haha

Mae : Haha. You're actually not arguing the point for once. haha

Nick : Yeah. Def.

Stranger : Hey! long time no hear. Tag. And no I havent checked it.. I'll check it out:)
Thanks!

Tpt : Lamp Chops take out. haha

Wilson : Yeah. I think I do. As in Wilson Choo?

Daniel : I think so too. haha

Kids.Bibs.Flibs.

You know how kids often try to be grown ups, and dress like them, act like them? As I reach the big 2, not that age really matters, I find myself having to correct me half the time when I say "when I grow up". And I can safely say,I think for everyone, that no one does. It's just learning how to behave in public, learning how to not lick the ball thats rolled all over the ground, learning about relationships and cigarettes and being cool, which is often stuck together with growing up.Its all just about learning new things you thought people only found out when they grew, and learning to fear them. I remember as a kid I would try everything as long it doesnt mutilate me or result in reprimanding from my mum. However, the one thing I never learnt and never tried too, was economics, and the whole economy thing. Firstly, cause I couldnt wrap my head around how people are bound by an thing that was made by them in the first place, and secondly and more importantly, because I thought learning that was for grown ups, so I naturally thought I would naturally know it as I grow up. Now if you ask me what the economy is and about, I can tell you a "barely beyond the surface" description, I can tell you how it works, why it works, and who's affected. But the question people fail to ask is what do I think of it. If they did, my answer would be the same as that when I first heard about it. So is it really growing up, or just learning to accommodate.

A Sheep Of Ra Said Ba

Need a hug?

I think portable music players are ruining the way society goes. Why? because when we listen to music, we dont bother to think. or basically do anything more then reaching the destination and listening to the music. I am hip deep in my music. I love my music. But my headphones just blew up cause I overused it. Soo. Now i'm stuck with reading my books everywhere I go. And somehow it feels better, not be cause I'm reading my books again, but to have a noise-free cranium 80% of the day. Its a nice change. You should try it.

Anyway. sorry about the lack of replies to the tags. I've been extremely lazy to open two windows and reply and check and reply and all. however, I intend to change that. I will not procratinate anymore! I will.. reply the tags in the next post. And speaking of posts, I've been lazy with that too. Crud. Ah well. It'll liven up once school starts. really.Cause school's as interesting as a snail crossing the road.

Oh. And I found this poem in the drafts of my phone. It might not make sense. But its a poem, nonetheless.

Fickle Sickle Wickle Boom,
I just saw a jewish loom
It screamed baboom, made a tune
And looked like impending thready doom.

Led Sheep Herding

Sound Of Music

Soothing Like Rain

Rain. Rain is like life. When you're lucky, you got an umbrella to shelter you from it. Like those born with a silver spoon. They have that umbrella. But yet, there are many without the umbrella yet happy.How so. Like I said, life is like rain. When you go into it without anything, you gotta be prepared to get everything wet, and get all damn and soggy, but once you've accepted that fact, you'd find that the cooling water on your skin is actually once of the few feelings in the world that you dont get often. And then many ask, how about lightning, well. If you're walking thru a tree ridden path, and lightning still strikes, then you can go down saying you enjoyed the rain while you were alive. Life is the same, You got to go in it preparing to get dirty, and when you've accepted that fact, you'd learn to enjoy life. And if one day you should flip out due to something, you can say you've enjoyed it all along the way. Now when was the last time you walked in the rain?

Ctrl-alt-del

The man has got his priorities in life right. Someone give him a medal.

Hope

Hanging On To Hope.

Matyred Vagabonds

To be a street skateboarder means you have to embrace the streets, to understand that even a simple curb can be used for endless hours of tricks, to not shout at the slightest scrape, and to accept dirt as if it was air, for you will be in contact with it, be it through the sweat that drips from your brow, or from the intimate contact with pavement that one most probably will have ever so often at the beginning stages of this baptism. In other words, you must learn to be like a vagabond.A person of the streets. And if you get good enough to be noticed, not just by a skate brand, a company, a crew, but the world, then you have gained the status many crave for. Use that status wisely, be original yet copy, be different yet alike, and you will reach Matyrdom. Like a legend, your name will be on the lips of every skate crew, every skateboarder, and every believer of flight. When you have reached that stage, you are not longer an ordinary vagabond. You'd have become a Matyred Vagabond.

Weight,Bait,Late

So i just realized I haven't been rambling much as of late. Probably its cause I dont really have much to ramble about. Just drawing,drawing and more drawing. Haha. But today I have something womanly to ramble about.

My weight.

I have come to realize that my weight is as fickle as the moodswings of a woman on crack. I spent one week in the last two months NOT skating, and i gain a tummy and flabby arms. And then once i'm back to my skating, I go back to a bamboo thin state in a matter of days. AND ITS NOT LIKE I DONT EAT LIKE A COW.Whuuuuut. Anyway, 2 pieces today. Photoshop, the digital paintbrush.Saves me having to buy paint. heh.

As usual, they'll be on tumblr too.

The robot and the city

"The moon looms over the city like a large omnious star, with the twinkling lights of its many distant couterparts, shining thru the dark velvet that be the sky, as if a thousand more moons be slowly making it's way to the dead city. The glow is casts upon the city gives it a grey,eerie glow. The robot stares, its servitors whirring inside, wondering if this derelict city was once bustling with robots, or the fleshy animals that hunt him with the same steel that his body is made of. But yet it doesn't know. It doesnt know anything, but the creaking of the wooden swing in the cold, whispering wind."

Spent the last 2 hours on this. z. the cityscape is a mixture of many different brushes. Not drawn by me. Yet. YET. The caption was for fun.

Do me a favour

Arctic Monkets - Do me a favour

Theramblrontumblr.doink

If tumblr allowed banners, this would be mine.

The Swallow And Me

The Swallow And Me
By Me

I once saw a swallow,
As huge as a tree,
And as I laid on the grass,
It hopped over to bother me

"Buzz off", I said, "You're blocking my light"
It looked at me, with a condescending look,
Then flew out of sight.

Now every time I lay in the grass,
And tilt my head to the sky,
I always wonder, if by some chance,
That gargantuan swallow would come flying by

Calvin