fresh bread!...mmm...hot 'n tasty!

Gang girls by Mike Giant. - go buy!




x revolution by theory one - go see!

Only in America ladies and gentlemen....repeat..

You thought the last 8 years were bad for America? Try another four, this time with a corpse and an Alaskan hocky mom. ..I would have shared my personal opinion on Palin, but hell, Why? Bill Maher says everything best:

Just don't say a thing.

You know I should just keep quiet somtimes. Maybe then I wouldnt attract the opposite?

Today, Sue and I went out to eat. We were greeted and ushered to a corner with a window and a view of hotel balconies..and I thought, "this is nice...at least I can see something other than flourescent lights and cow print." and then I thought, "Hold on...there are no kids around us!". And I was thrilled. Not having a single screaming, teeny tiny shithead smacking me with a pink helium balloon would make my afternoon just that much better. Oh the glory. Of course, I had to open my mouth and express my appreciation for this.

I had to.

No less than 5 minutes later with my head buried somewhere between day- old lettuce and soggy chips drenched in spur sauce, I heard that terrifying phrase ONLY a girl can make, "aaah CUUUUUTE." ah crap.

It was harnessed and sleeping...peaceful little Hannibal Lecter. Fresh out of the womb it couldn't walk. Praise Jesus. No running past me meant I could finish my burger without my peripheral vision being struck with sugar balls of lightning and motion blur.

I actually thought we were going to get out unscathed by irritation...but alas. Dark Lord Sauron's chief executive Orc awoke...obviously hungry as hell and making no bones about letting the world know. Especially me apparently...and so we had to finish our meal to the sound of fresh lungs.

So there it is...the irony. Relentless irony, the price one pays for having a big mouth.

It begins!

I started a new position last week. A really good position dripping with lots of...sticky opportunity stuff. good vibes man. And you would have thought that walking in to a place that had just won 17 Loeries would be intimidating...but it really hasnt been. (yea I kind of dropped a little brag there.)

So all that said I'm happy. Happy is good and nice and relaxing. Happy makes happy.

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....happy..

sorry you're leaving...but thanks for staying.

I had my "farewell to Mikey get together" this past Friday. A real treat. Good conversation and beers on tap. A bit of pizza and two jugs of margarita.

Needless to say the farewell fared...very well. The get together morphed into a bunch of laughs which, then turned into a party, which ended with wall climbing and tab settling via card charging.

Spending money while you're dribbling yourself into a drunken stupor seems quite reasonable at the time. But it's blood-sweating horror the next morning. Trying to remember if, when you signed the merchant reciept, you could tell the difference between a 4 and a 6...and how many numbers followed. Oh how many numbers!!!?

But I'm happy it all happend. It got me worried about money, which is good, seen as though I'll be transitioning jobs. So today I went into work and pitched the whole..."what am I going to get paid this month because I have rent to pay and cats to feed and..you know...stuff."

So the boss said..."work this week and I can pay you half a month plus leave days."

I'm still going to have to take it easy...even though I need new shoes and I'm wearing a hoody I don't actually own. Always confirm this stuff early. The sooner the better. Even before the farewell piss up (especially before the farewell piss up).

So, 4 days of working my bollocks to the carpet, then a week of lying around and scratching my ass...then finishing the last week feeling nervous and anxious to make good first impressions at the new job.

...It's going to be an interesting July.

thou heathen. doth work.

Old English is dramatic.

But it doesnt come close to that place we all migrate to every morning...the job.

Wow. In the space of a couple of weeks 4 people resigned and one was let go.

My heart palpitations are over though. I landed a new job.

That's that. Done and dusted...That's my word for the month....Done.....and dusted.

everyone is dying.

Well. Maybe not EVERYONE. but certainly some of the most influential people of the last century...George Carlin being the latest.

And I don't mean to be depressing, but seriously. What the fuck death! Let the famous people be already. look...LOOK at this list:

Paul Arden - Arguably one of the best creative director's to have ever lived.

Stan Winston - The special effects maestro who brought more than 40 years of enchantment to most of our favorite movies.

Tim Russert - The man was a force within political journalism, deeply admired by uh...the world.

George Carlin - nuff said.

Four guys, brilliant at their crafts. Monsters of achievement. 3 heart complications and 1 cancer. What a bunch of stupid crap. I wonder who's next.

Anyway, If I ever achieve what equates to a fith of what any of these guys have...I'll consider myself a lucky man.

Enjoy life everyone.

whatever you think, think the opposite.

Think the opposite. It's important to give that a try. Too often I just settle. And by all accounts, settling does make sense off the cuff. It's safe. It's a hot cup of tea and a blanket in front of a good movie, while the clouds piss on your roof and ice winds threaten the homeless. Sounds cosy.

But the problem with wanting safety, is that you might tend to look for it even when there is nothing threatening you. It might be 33 degrees outside (celsius), and there we are with our cups of tea. Sweating and missing the opportunity to experience a beautiful day...in the pool perhaps.

I'm going to try really hard. I'm going to force a new perspective. I'm going to accept the prospect of failure. I'm going to do it anyway...

...and I'm going to keep reading Paul Arden's little books.

work...

...It's so far up my nose I can feel it's boots on my chin.

Plagerism...you just experienced it. Because that line was used in Alan Parker's 1988 drama, "Mississippi Burning". Which I watched today and happened to enjoy. At home. On the couch with my best friend influenza. Who is not Italian. He's a dick.

Anyway, I know I got this virus because I was stressed out at work last week and the week before and the week before that. It does nothing for you to get too emotionally negative about your 9-5. Unless you do something about it of course. Which I typically never do. And this last month more than ever I was privy and openly conscience to the negative cycle I was creating.

Aside from work (me) affecting my health, there really is little to moan about. I keep learning a lot about myself this year. Which has been enlightening to say the least, fucking scary to say the most. Guess I better get used to it, apparently that's what your twenty's are all about.

Oh and I'm going to level with you, I always start blogs with grand schemes of spending huge amounts of time focussing my posts on specifics...like inspirational designs and illustration, as was the original intention for this blog. But it never happens like that (see! another thing I learnt about me!). So let's not expect it. I prefer just hacking away at the keyboard anyway, who the hell was I kidding.

If I stumble on something cool I'll post it. Off to inhale some med lemon and snot all over the couch then.

Goodnight and goodluck.

It's procrastination...and it's weird..

...How I start new blogs and then neglect them like brand spanking new, 24 month gym contracts. I'm on now...perhaps I should lighten up on myself.

I'm really loving flickr at the moment. It motivates me to stay creative, my account is http://www.flickr.com/photos/nothief/

Would love for you to visit..below is my latest entry:


"baddies wear beards" - me

You'll notice sketchbooks in my top 5 for the month. I'll be posting more pencil stuff here than anywhere else.

anyhow...here's something beautiful that makes my sketch look silly and amateurish:



"Crayoneater" - James Jean

p.s. will post lots of inspirational stuff next round. I'm getting back into blogs and writing very slowly I'm afraid.