I'm with the band

Not to be upstaged by Radiohead's upcoming release of their new album.




Hitting shelves when you least expect it!

This is my house, I have to defend it.

This is how I spent my two weeks of Thanksgiving break (the first of which I spent in total isolation) - the "Things You Do When Really Bored When Home Alone" list. Otherwise known as "The List of Ultimate Boredom".



Translation:
"Exercise (yawn) 4 checks
play guitar + sing really loudly [obnoxiously] 4 checks
nap? 4 checks
Dance around -> includes air guitaring 1 check
- in boxers only 1 check
photographing 1 check
comicing 4 checks
emailing 4 checks
calling 6 checks
thesis work (booo!) 4 checks
thinking of ways to sabotage friends and well wishers 2 checks
read 10 checks
watch movie 6 checks
-TV 8 checks
write 4 checks
drive somewhere 6 checks
talk to my sock puppet monkey [heir to the throne] 2 checks
Buy stuff I don't need 4 checks
work 7 checks
Go insane/scream a lot 2 checks
Drink 5 checks
Break stuff (includes living things) 3 checks
NFL Blitz 2000 3 checks"

Sadly, I neglected to include chasing squirrels on the list. Of course, this is tentative - I've still 2 and a half hours left.

"scalpel" ("scalpel")

There's been some questioning on my recent surgery to have some obstructions removed from my body, specifically my chest. Here's how it all went down:













For real.

best case scenario, of course

That's as far as I got when I got tired of drawing.

back in the day

Just in case you guys forgot what I used to do with cameras:

The Pimp Kit

coming at you... in 3D!

Okay, so I got some people telling me my blog isn't personal enough... you know, like blogs are supposed to be. So, here ya go, kids!



This is my boxer drawer. Of course, these are my second rung boxers, having already worn my top rungers (that includes my Hawaiian print). I don't know how more personal I can get than this.

Oh wait, yes I do...




That's my left nipple, Gerard, stubbly from a recent shave due to surgery. (Surgery? Yes, I'll get to that some other time.)

Check it out, it's like the Triforce of studliness.



... or stubbliness. I dunno - make your own joke.

Now, ask yourself: "why - why?! - why am I still reading this blog?" I think your obsession is bit more disturbing than anything I can post here.

because everything is quiet afterwards

Some more class notes...





Took me maybe half an hour to realize I just filled a page with retards...

for only $30,000 a year!