Monday, November 17

here comes the sun.


ya gotta work the angles,
especially if you're an angler fish.
tim, the boy weirdie, sat super still for this one.
it made for a good day;
weirdies in full effect for 6 hours,
but, also no lame tattoos all day.
+1 point on the scoreboard, an' that....


that's vido. (not the drunk homeless guy on the right)
givin' the thumb's up to chinese food.
my intestines are currently givin' that same chinese food the thumb's down, yo.
harder than ever.
my vanilla sky powers have turned on me,
and turned my stomach too.
cultivated coincidence isn't just a way to actualize ideas, my ninjas.
it's also a way to beetlejuice jinx yourself, too:
i've gotta assume that all the cholera jokes i've told all week are finally catching up to me.
sort of like,
live by the sword, die by the sword,
only,
live like an a-hole, die by an a-hole......
it's poetic, in a warrior kind of way.
right off my body, mutha-uckas.

acorns and lobster claws-
that's the theme for this week's art projects.....
that and of course some tatblastin' on vido;
aaaand,
startin' on black friday, (wu-TANG!!!, mutha-uckas)
i'll be sellin' everything i've ever made at (takin' it deep) deep discounts, ya'll.
a holiday sale, of sorts,
to make room in the art room,
and to make funds for my big action,
and to make dope new hottness happen for your loved ones, too.
all at affordably low prices.
who buys art as holiday presents?
berserker barbarian battle-beasts, worthy life-livers, and non-f*tards, that's who.....
so,
keep an eye out for more on that.....

broke as a joke is a terrible analogy.
because that sh!t is NOT that funny.
forunately,
(i just knocked on wood, y'heard?)
i'm only as broke as a bad rhyming pun,
which isn't funny either......
i'm not cryin' poor,
like a weak-sauce waterbaby nancypants, yo.
i'm just tryin' to make like george and weezy,
and times is tight for movin' on up;
pre-winter woodsly goodness always includes a slow season.
this year, instead of a yellow-lighted cautionary reduction of work to do,
it's been a red-lighted, octagonal, 4-way stopped season.
thank goodness for the weirdies, ya'll.
because i gotta get that movie check,
i'm sayin';
never quiet, never soft.....

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