Thursday, August 31, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ King of the Night


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Once the Joker discovered escaping the deck was the easy part of the game, only then did it become paramount to find the tricks that work when no one else was around .
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Happy Birthday Adam!

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Trajectory


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After gazing at them so long, Pluto decided perhaps it was time to see if there were others of his kind out there.
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For the wanderer looking for his place to be.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Short Circuit


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The Younger Monkey turns 5 today. Somedays it's hard to keep up.

Beware My Buddha!

The thing about having an alias is that you can plug in more than one nom de plume into various ridiculous trait generators to find out how schitzophrenic you actually are.

So while I can easily play this guy:

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Striding along the wasteland, swinging two hardened pitas, cometh Signalite! And he gives an ominous bellow:

"I'm going to torment you so forcibly, your screams will reanimate the dead!!!"

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And in a pinch I could:

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Zang! Who is that, stalking over the desert! It is Simon, hands clutching a piece of chainlink fence! And with a mighty grunt, his voice cometh:

"By Odin's mighty spear, I burn with the holy fires of destruction!!!"

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But in actuality you'd get this if you met me:

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Yea, verily: Who is that, skulking along the mountains! It is Alden, hands clutching a studded crowbar! And with a cruel grunt, his voice cometh:

"I'm going to pound you with such wanton cruelty, Buddha will explode!!!"

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Either way, it seems, your ass is mine. Just sayin'.

Via the hype.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Hat Trick


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Even though his knowledge was vast and his assets secure, Mr. Caruthers was forced to make his decision based on a committee of obsequious gentlemen.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Rich! Strong! Free!

Top Ten Reasons That It's Time To Wake Up:

10. "I'm free!" Fling!
9. "Daddy, he's doing it again!" Squish!
8. "I'm rich!" Crash!
7. "I'm strong!" Whack!
6. "Um, eckshuze me." Whack!
5. "Help me!" Whack!
4. "Yaarg!" Pounce! (Yogurt edition!)
3. "Yaarg!" Pounce! (Face edition!)
2. "Yaarg!" Pounce! (Naked edition!)
2. "Yaaaarg!" Pounce! (Triple Combo!)
1. "I'm free!" Door slam!

At least I'm not bored. I need a nap.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ The Lesson


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The dance between precociousness and authority will beget sparks of one kind or another.

For C, mama extraordinaire to the bestest monkeys and my finest confidant. Happy Birthday darlin'.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Vortex


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Upon reaching the desired altitude, pretty soon upside down is the right way up.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Secret Ingredient


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It takes a madman or a genius to see into the future. Often they end up being both.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ The Lookout


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Even though no one knew he was there, somewhere he clearly should not be, an irepressible gaze seemed to sweep over him.

Tuesday Morning Narcissism



Every once in a rare while when I wake up on a bright morning, I'll look in the mirror and go, "Not bad. Not bad at all."

At which point everything comes undone but it's a nice moment nonetheless.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Found


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He could tell by the reflections in his creaky armor that this, at last, would be the final time he need embark into the fog.

blographical

I love it when science and art collide.

This cool thing will give you a visual representation of your site using the html code. Not just a static image, it's like a miniature fireworks show. Here's mine:

Watch it grow!

There's also a flickr gallery that you can add your own to and see some really nifty ones.

I got this via the Drawn!, an Illustration blog I've been enjoying immensely. There's so much art out there to discover...

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Sketch o' the Day ~ Flight Path


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For Brad: Happy Birthday, Willing Warrior
Sometimes to make people believe, you have to make some noise.

Cheers

Somehow, I've found myself in a bar the past three Saturday nights in a row.

There have been actual reasons for this though, however it is still highly unusual and could mean a few things.

  • One, I actually have friends to do things with every once in a while.
  • Two, I still don't like bars very much, but they are a million times better with someone you know in tow.
  • Three, you probably want to go to a bar with me since you'll never have to call a cab.
  • Four, You'll never have to call a cab with me around since I've still never had a glass, a pint, a shot, or never more than a sip.
  • Five, I've also never smoked anything, been stoned, gotten pierced, inked, or played tiddlywinks with a stranger's tonsils in the back room couch.

    Geez, am I a prude or what.

    Not that any of this sounds so appealing, but still. Far be it from me to say there is anything wrong with these things. If it's your thing be my guest. I'll even hold your keys and make sure you get home safely.

    I must admit, I have full respect for bartenders. They have to be on their toes and fingers all night long. I sat there one night, trying to be inconspicuous gazing at Matt, the scruffy red-haired bartender, pour, take orders, smile deviously, pour some more, squeeze thigns, poke things, and then fling glass like some kind of fine-tuned, beautiful machine. It was a perfected, inspiring choreography. And since I know nothing of physical coordination I am envious of it.

    But I suppose, as Mikey pointed out, it was kind of hard not to notice his pleasantly shaped butt. I usually don't even notice things like that, but even if I was straight I might have had to comment on it being there, bending over the bar...to take orders...several times. Along with the rest of him. Oh.In.Deed.

    I would be curious to see what would happen though, just once, should I happen to partake of enough spirits to make me "buzzed" or "sloshed" or whatever the cool kids say these days. Knowing my luck I'd end up being the crazy one. So far I've seen a happy drunk, a depressed drunk, a chatty drunk, a drunk email, a drunk dial, a hyper drunk, yes, but never a violent one. I also enjoy being aware of my senses.

    So jsut for the sake of pure curiousity, what do you like about the drink. It's enticement eludes me. I personally can't get past the taste of it. Give me your best enlightening description and maybe I'll, like, by you a drink someday. Bonus points if you can tell me what a hangover feels like and why you would put yourself through it again after getting one.

    PS. While your concern is duly noted I'm not going to start drinking. I realize all too well how it can become an addiction of the worst kind. I'm just curious about things I've no experience with.
  • Saturday, August 19, 2006

    Sketch o' the Day ~ As The Crow Flies


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    Tako-san realized only too late that he shouldn't have taken flight instruction at a discount store run by shady elephants.

    Friday, August 18, 2006

    Sketch o' the Day ~ Invocation of Lily Moss


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    When Lily Moss found herself at the end of her rope there were two choices, sing with the smoke or sleep with the fishes.

    Thursday, August 17, 2006

    Sketch o' the Day ~ Vagabond Dolls


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    Beware the pretty face if the imp is calling the shots.

    Wednesday, August 16, 2006

    Sketch o' the Day ~ Centurion


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    In the end a javelin is nothing but a big pencil that has no point if you can't throw it.