Yeah, I've decided to take a crack at customizing vinyl toys. Not bad for a first attempt, I think. But not great, either. I blame the shitty paints.

Okay, so it wasn't a complete bifurcation. But pretty damned close.

Two days ago I was in the process of building a rather large hutch for our rabbit, Floppy Puff-Puff. This involved using my Dad's old table saw.

In addition to being old and rarely used, it lacks a guard.

Anyway, as I was cutting a piece of wood, I sneezed. This wasn't one of those 'oh god my nose sure does tickle. I bet I'll sneeze soon' sneezes. Oh no. This was one of those 'my nose...

We've been in Washington state since the first, and I've loved every day of it so far.

The shitty news is that my California issued medical license doesn't allow me to work up here, so I've been dealing with the bureaucratic bullshit involved with getting my license transferred. Not fun.

Other than that though, things have been hunky spunky. I've got to spend a lot of time with my parents, which is nice because it's been about a year since I've seen them. My dog loves...

I'm in love with Green Jell-O all over again. To hell with calling them Green Jelly. Fuck you, general foods.

You know what irks me? People who don't know who Gary Cooper is. What bothers me even more is the fact that I just said irks.

Despite general loathing of her character in general, I am worried about my younger cousin. She's not quite retarded. Hell, I wouldn't even call her slow. I guess developmentally stunted is the term I'm reaching for. Anyway, here's a...

My life is boring. I'm drinking in excess, and I'm moving to Washington state in eight days.

Random pictures from my life as of late:


Stick to the shadows, play with your butthole.



Floppy Puff-Puff and I eyeballing the same carrot.
...

Sweet jesus.

Okay, maybe not jesus. How about Sweet....Bacon and Cheese stuffed Pizza Burger? Well, okay. Not sweet. But salty, spicy and artery clogging.

Yeah. A CVS Pharmacy opened up around the corner from me, and as some sort of weird bonus, they were giving away free fifteen dollar gift cards to the first one hundred customers.

So, I rounded up my faithful posse of miscreants and collected said gift cards.

We spent them on tequila....

No words. Just a nation full of erections.

Much like our beloved OANST, I'm a rabid Tim Schafer fan. I periodically browse the Double Fine website, and after about three weeks of poking and prodding, my better half managed to talk me into sending my art portfolio in.

Now, I know they're not actively looking to hire a new art department slave, but she feels it's worth a shot. I don't have any of my "serious" work online because I honestly do take some of it seriously, and the possibility of being mocked or meh'd terrifies me....

Anyone who gets the above reference gets a sammich.

Anywho, I got fired. Two days before Christmas.

Why, you ask?

Because I had some sort of super-flu and a rather nasty IRI at the same time. I had a fever of 103.2 for ten hours straight. I was admitted to the hospital where I fucking work[ed], and was there for almost two days.

The DON* knew I was sick. The Administrator knew I was sick. They both came in to see how I was doing. Because...

Okay, well, all of the time.

Observe:



I am the comedy mastar.