12 of 12 ~ September '08 Edition

Ok people, here's the deal. I'm busy. And I'm tired. I'm so tired that I can't sleep. I feel bloated, most of my appendages are at risk of collapse, and I'm pretty sure there's a pus volcano forming near my left nostril. It could possibly just be that time of the month. Or year.

Does someone have a doll wearing dark rimmed glasses and lots of tiny needles nearby? If so, KNOCK IT OFF.

Regardless, since I'm not quite dead yet, here's 12 photos because it's the 12th of the month:

07:28:34 - A Few Minutes Until Departure

Which means there's plenty of time to build the ship.

07:29:47 - Shlincky

SHmwwoooooshumm.

07:41:10 - Fridge Mantra: SLUG DIB


08:10:21 - No Left Turn

At this precise moment Sara Palin was being overanalyzed on the radio, making several people gloat with hysterical glee and several other people break out in hives (and reach for the rash cream).

08:24:18 - Treasure Box

Breakfast don't gotta be complicated.

08:25:13 - Hoop Daze

Waiting for my acai smoothy with the morning crowd of two at Jamba Juice. No worries, bud. I can't hula hoop either.

08:51:02 - My Desk, My Life.

EgAdZ.

14:37:48 - The Walker

Salvaged detail of a cardboard mural.

16:48:57 - SMOKED

I finally finish eating lunch around 4:30. I also find myself putting hot sauce on almost everything I can get away with now. I'm not sure but I think it makes me southern? Or old?

20:15:29 - The Last To Leave

It's true. I work too late.

21:10:52 - Full House

Bookshelf at home, desk at work, it doesn't matter. I come home stare at these intending to become cultured, or at least briefly entertained, and then go to bed in defeat.

21:57:03
Slippery Street

This road is much busier than I ever imagined it would be. Don't let your dogs or children out without a leash.

Bonus Photo - Homemade Droids

Their names are Beetle and Harley. They are looking for Emeralds. Their captain is Captain Roboto. Their ship is shy and is always hiding under things. I didn't make any of this up. A monkey told me so.

See the rest of the world in play at Chad Darnell's 12 of 12.

The Art of Time Travel

I've been far, far away and after ten days on the other side of the country, I'm having some difficulties forcing myself to go to sleep at a reasonable hour tonight.

The initial shift to the west coast was not jarring one bit, I seem to have been living on California time all the while living in Florida.

As such I do not feel it is important to go to work tomorrow, not because I don't want to go but instead I have more important things to do. Like upload gigabytes worth of photographic evidence.



More ruminations to follow when I've wrapped my head around it all.

12 of 12: July '08 Edition

07:19:09

Premonition.

07:21:05

Magical Fridge Mantra: GUD MOJO.

07:39:27

I have not erased my white board of to do things since at least 2004.

08:58:10

Yes, I did have the last piece of apple pie for breakfast. And then?

10:05:49

The prospectors did not find gold with that there fancy machine-that-goes-ping, but rather this artifact. And a piece of rusted rock resembling ancient poop. It's now begin examined by experts to see if the Power of Grayskull can be extracted.

10:25:18

An early parting of ways for the day.

11:26:49

As opposed to earlier, there's an E-VIL MOJO in this stack somewheres. You see, it's not laziness that keeps me from cleaning, it's fear of what may be unleashed.

13:54:00

Words to live by from the back of a rusty bumper: "Late Is Eternal - Know Where You're Going When You Go" Oh wait, my bad, that's LIFE. I totally like my version better.

14:11:11

Protoman versus the Kiwi.

15:19:10

Hay U, teeny urflink, U give me ploom I no imvade your pewnee planet.

20:13:24

To end the evening, we went to see about a man with a very large organ. After being prodded with pizza the younger monkey finally removed his hands from his ears and kept the roller coaster yells to an infrequent "NARF."


20:31:46

It was unfortunate when the short flapper dressed all in green sequins, garland & fringe asked me if I got many good pictures, as I replied no since my batteries had run out of juice, and therefore could not capture her yanking unsuspecting 80 year old men from their seats to get jiggy. But I had just enough to catch her disappear back to the Emerald City.

If you aren't sure what this is it's twelve pictures on the twelfth day of the month, every month, part of Chad Darnell's "12 of 12" project. Go, see, play next time.

11:25:49 - BONUS!

Me and a banana. Because, why not?

Saturday Afternoon Sketch: 20080712

Attention! You can get this sketch along with all others drawn from July 1st 'til July 15th, by donating to help Matt raise funds for the Chicago Marathon. Click here for details on how you can score a set and help a good cause: Run, Matt, Run!

Saturday Night Sketch: 20080705

Don't Forget! You can get this sketch along with all others drawn 'til July 15th, by donating to help Matt raise funds for the Chicago Marathon. Click here for details on how you can score a set and help a good cause: Run, Matt, Run!

Friday Evening Sketch: 20080704

Since I needed something to distract me as everyone was blowing up the neighborhood...



Remember! You can get this sketch along with all others drawn 'til July 15th, by donating to help Matt raise funds for the Chicago Marathon. Click here for details on how you can score a set and help a good cause: Run, Matt, Run!

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080702

Remember! You can get a set of all sketches drawn 'til July 15th, by donating to help Matt raise funds for the Chicago Marathon. Click here for details on how you can score a set and help a good cause: Run, Matt, Run!

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080701

Remember! You can get a set of all sketches drawn 'til July 15th, by donating to help Matt raise funds for the Chicago Marathon. Click here for details on how you can score a set and help a good cause: Run, Matt, Run!

Run, Matt, Run!

Okay so, pay attention, boys and girls.

My buddy Matt is going to be running in the Chicago Marathon. Since Matt is not in the habit of running marathons (and really, who is?), he's participating in the National AIDS Marathon Training Program. This ensures that Matt does not keel over from exhaustion, dehydration or other random obstacles like flying monkeys.

I find this to be highly admirable. Thing is, Matt also needs to raise a bit o' money to participate in this endeavor by July 15th. I've also been inspired to do something with my art lately for the forces of good, which is where you and I come in.

I'll be doing a mini-marathon of my own from July 1st - 15th, where all the sketches that I draw will be printed as a limited edition postcard set, hand signed and numbered. Donate $40 to Matt's run and you score a set for yourself. Easy, right?

Just follow these simple steps to help out:

1. First and most important, make a donation of at least $40 or more by going here. (One postcard set per donation.)

2. Then, send an email to okaysoradio@gmail.com with your name, the amount you donated and your shipping address (so that we know you want a set and how to get it to you) .

3. A few weeks after July 15th you should get a set of your very own to admire, send to friends or swat away flying monkeys. You'll also get for free, our humblest gratitude.

4. Much like when my younger son played in a baseball league on a giant rubber field, "Everybody wins!"

Remember that you can see these sketches drawn live (mostly) everyday on ustream.tv during lunchtime (which is around 1 PM EST). There will be around twenty total so be on the lookout for a few live shows in the evening as well!

Don't let me down, wonderful internet people! (Because you know I have access to flying monkeys...)

UPDATE: See all the sketches so far:

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080627

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080626

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080625

Lunchbox Sketch: 20080619

Sunday Night Sketch: Father's Day Edition

Every year since 2005 (which you can find the birth of here if you look for it) I've been making a "Songs for Dad" mix CD. Here's the cover for this year's, done lovingly and appropriately, in the last minutes of father's day as he sketched things out on his guitar:



This year was a team up with sis, as she was having the same epiphany. So we ended up with a double disc dad-a-polooza. My offerings have become far more.. daring shall I say? And my sis offers up the hidden gems only she can unearth.

And as to my own darling fruits of my loins?

Well, let's see. Last night as all were settled in bed and listening to the evenings story, without warning or provocation the younger monkey decided to stand up on the couch, and with a zeal only glimpsed upon previously, proclaimed "LET'S GET NAKED!" At which point he removed his underwear and flung it across the room. I have never seen anyone revel in this accomplishment that much. Ever. As he paraded his glory out for all to behold, I also couldn't get clothes or sense into him for the next five minutes. Elder monkey was not much help as he was hysterically rolling on the floor with giggles.

Standard protocol, really.

12 of 12 ~ June '08 Edition

A rainy summer day, in accordance with the task set forth by Chad Darnell to document 12 pictures on the 12th day of the month. Isn't that swell?

08:17:07

Essential components in the appropriate compartment (of my vehicle).

13:06:40

I don't know where she came from, although I may have known her former master, but she appeared on top of my computer one day and never left.

13:08:54

The greeter. And we'll take all the luck we can get.

13:32:52

Usually, I'm in the process of looking for what's right in front of me.

13:35:28

From the desk of El Scooby. Don't you touch my banana!

13:41:11

"She'll order something called.. a salad. And he'll get a big piece o' meat. And well, ladies and gentlemen, I don't know if it's love..."

18:56:37

At some point the elder monkey's hair turned blue. But really it was more like Joker Green. When asked about a shade of purple for his own, younger monkey replied "No! I don't like it!"

19:12:30

How it's done proper.

19:19:41

The rains came down and out came all the little suns from their hiding places.

19:58:54

Plastic and glass don't rust (the way nails do).

19:59:28

The vast expanse of one's window sill is enough for at least a trail or two.

21:48:16

Hands, feet, up, down, shoulders? Must work. Banishment to the bouncy bed.