Fuel

Of speed, iron, and purple drank.

So, the Iron Man movie is pretty freaking awesome. I was the last person in my house to see it, but that's cool, cause I totally got in free. Thomas, go you for having friends who work at movie theaters. Also, props for beating Rita to the movie theater in your piece of shit station wagon.

Fail for losing on the way home.

Props though for making me laugh and spitting purple drank on Spenser.

Wait, what?

Yeah, you heard right. Spicy's in town.



What a pimp. You should go check out his new blog, Hot Mantra. Check it regularly, because there might or might not be sandwich art from yours truly.

Oh no you dinnint.

Sandwich art? Yeah, that's right, I'm a sandwich artist. Not only do I work in cardboard, but I work in Subway. And goddamn, do I make the sweetest sandwiches. Exhibit A: The Marzarie Special, AKA the Lovewich, AKA the Meatocalypse, AKA the Fat Kid's Wet Dream. If you get the foot long, it's only 12 dollars. If you're me, it's free.



Om nom nom nom.

Shameless Plug

So, remember forever ago when I made a deviantART account ad posted a million different art pieces? Neither do I. And it was only like six. But now it's fully updated and has a metric crapton of new pictures. Go check it out.

Disambiguation

Yesterday was...

Shit, there was a yesterday?

Today was interesting.

Work was about eighteen times suckier than it needed to be. The lines were fucking ridiculous, we were understaffed because someone just quit out of the blue, everything was just not in the right place, and one of the new workers tried conversing with me in squeaks and hums. Things brightened up later though, and I made a damn fine sandwich for lunch. I've just recently discovered I like banana peppers a lot. Go figure.

Afterwards, headed home, kind of watched Diehard whilst checking internet things for maybe an hour. Then hopped on my bike and headed down to Cherokee park, where I did the whole Scenic Loop thing. Stopped for a while at this chill spot that no one knows about and tossed rocks into the creek. Very relaxing. Course, beforehand, I managed to stumble a bit and get my shoes soaked, as well as an ugly looking cut. Skipping backwards over water = bad idea.

Biked around sockless for a while (ran into Eli who got fucking tall) before heading home to enjoy a fulfilling dinner of Ramen and peanut butter from the jar. (You are all envious, I know it.)

Tomorrow will be more interesting.

Why? Because NO WORK, that's why.

Under Ill Repair

Behold, I am LAME

Ho hum. I seemed to forget that I had a blog until recently. Oh dear faithful readers (all .5 of you,) I apologize. Here, have a webcomic.



Yes! Zombies are awesome, and if you're one of the cool kids, you'll read this one!

Lunchmeat!

Anyways, I've begun my lifetime dream of perusing a career in sandwich making at Subway. Yes, while few of you know, it has been my lifelong ambition to make sandwiches, day and night, rain or shine. Right.

But yeah, Subway has been pretty chill so far. Pretty easy, but not in the mind-numbing way that Kroger was. That, and free sandwiches. ^.^

Mixed Media

Do you like movies? I know I do. Here's some... you just didn't get 'em from me, hear?

I have a new piece up on my DeviantART account. Yeah, I forgot I had one too. Though, sometime in the next week or so, I'm going to be getting together with my dad and getting decent quality pictures of all my pieces up on the interweb. Fuckin' hi-ya.

Anyways, done rambling. Here's some music.



"Sleep is for the weak!"
-Marz
"And the tired!"
-Grey

Misc

Aaahhh Epicfest

In like a week. I'm pretty psyched, and you, dear reader, should be too. If you don't know what Epicfest is, it's a week long nerd fest run by our very own, El Presidente, the magnificent Spenser Isdahl.

In related news, why I will never have a girlfriend.
While I'm at it, I've found some new webcomics that are pretty sweet, if I do say so myself. Check 'em out.
We The Robots
The Phoenix Requiem
Qusetionable Content



Chinchillin'

The House on Somber Way now owns its very own Chinchilla, affectionately dubbed Captain Waffles. He is cute, and very much like a super-soft baseball. We think he is a ninja. No shit. He's escaped twice already in less than a week. We calls him the Ninchilla.



Hurm. Anyways, I'm helaciously tired, and it's getting difficult to put together coherent sentances, let alone spell words like helacious, so I'ma go to bed.

Fuck the whole robot thing.

Stunning Realizations!

I just looked into the mirror. I'm currently wearing a backwards Nightmare Before Christmas cap, my "Art Fag" black t-shirt, and kinda tight pants, and my usual pair of glasses. It was then I realized I could be another stock webcomic character.

I might go kill myself now.

On the other hand...

Should be starting my new job at Kroger soon. Shit, that's just part of the plot. I've been unemployed nearly a month now, and haven't gotten a haircut or a girlfriend. The audience is getting bored!



What the fuck?

For those of you without the nerd gene, the above picture is a Kobold, a reptilian creature who are adept miners, baby-eating-evil, and the descendants (supposedly) of dragons, and inheritors of their sorcerous might.

I fucking hate them, and they don't exist in my campaign setting.

Oh yeah, forgot to mention, nerd tangent ahead. Ahem. I've been doing a bit of work on Invernus in the past couple of days, the campaign is nearing a starting point. Nerds, rejoice.

These headers have nothing to do with the content below them.

I've begun work on an awesome (read: really big) art piece on a huge piece of cardboard I nabbed from Bombay when I had the chance. We're talking queen size bed big. It's been getting in my way, so I figured I'd do something with it. Kinda like that dead hooker in my closet. The look on those 3rd graders faces was so worth it.

Wait, what?



Sorry, there's actually no video here, the site I use for this shit just didn't have just the audio, and I'm too tired/lazy to figure out another way to imbed the audio. Anyway, Gorillaz are nothing new, but I really like this song. That, and they played Clint Eastwood on the radio earlier. It was tight.

OH SNAP

So, this is my car.
Yes, just earlier today, someone rammed my car and totaled it. And for the record, they ran the red light. (They disagree, but they also said they were going 25, and the picture above begs to differ.)

I'm doing fine.


In other news...
Had a fun dinner with Jo, Logan, Thomas, and Thomas' parents. Lamb stew = WIN.

I've been listening to Pandora radio recently, and it's pretty baller. I would recommend song stations as opposed to band ones. Below is a gem from Red Right Hand radio.


EDIT: Nerd Stuff!

Check out the Entropic Blade class I made; it's pretty ballin.