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Still photo, not playable!


About three years ago, my friends Jake and Garrett had this idea to make a movie about saving my life. From what? I don’t know, severe depression? Odd, since both were also susceptible to such emotions. I just watched the rough edit and I have to say it’s great. It’s more about our friends lives when we all lived in Arcata, CA. I promised Garrett I wouldn’t show it to anyone else yet. I’m giving him input and hopefully it’ll be done soon. I’ll keep you posted.

I was just drawing with this pen for a t-shirt design (if said shirts ever materialize my blog readers will be the first to hear about it) and recalled that they have been around for as long as I can remember. I can’t belive they have not become obsolete as many wonderful things have. They are also brilliant. I could never have gotten such a clean image with a pencil, because the tip always dulls, or a pen, because I can’t erase the sketchy marks. Yes, it’s still sketchy but very clean compared to what I would have had using one of those other writing instruments.

I stopped buying action figures a long time ago because all you can do with them is display them. Seeing as how the space around me does not allow for excessive decor, I had to quit. I only buy some once in a while if they are especially cool. I recently thought about how cool Hawkman looks, eventhough I don’t know much about his character. Apparently all he can do is fly, with the aid of wings at that. But he does carry around a cool mace as a weapon and his hawk helmet looks meat-rippingly evil awesome.


The action figure looks really bad ass, and I was impressed with the wingspan. However the weight of the wings is uneven and it’s hard to pose them in any cool way. you just have to do it in a way that he doesn’t fall over. Also most depictions of Hawkman have a hairless chest, like this one. I read a comic a little while ago and his chest was covered in hair and it was really hot. Also it looks like he has lipstick on. eww.

The main difference between this and any Superman t-shirt is the colors. It’s only black and red. Now, when Superman “died” in the 90’s, four people came to fill his shoes, either claiming to be him, or just fill the void. One of these was a clone of Superman, later revealed to have half Superman DNA, half Lex Luthor DNA. In recent years he switched to this costume, with the black t-shirt and jeans. He recently died saving the universe from an insane Superboy from an alternate reality.

Spittin’ image, eh?


This shirt is pretty cool. The problem I have with it is that the insignia is a little too big, and the placement is odd. It was also $18, wich is really steep for me, but I plan on wearing it a lot. It’s still a good guy but it’s a little darker than the symbol of the big blue guy.

On the cover of a magazine? I think it’s kind of tacky. He could have confirmed roumors without pulling an Ellen. At least nobody cares who he is anymore.

As far as bobble heads go, these suck. Any minature bobblehead is bound to not work, especially since regular sized bobbleheads hardly bounce at all. Still, I think these things are pretty cool as little statuettes. I get them for a dollar a pop from the gumball machine at the bowling alley. Amazingly I only got a duplicate once, another Wolverine, but my friend Nate got Blackcat, so I traded him. The only one I’m missing now is Beast who looks really cool in his cat form. They come with a sticky adhesive pad that I’ve used to stick them along the top of my computer monitor. There is a spot saved for Beast.

Most people would probably say that I didn’t need a haircut, but it was just getting too long for me. I need my hair short, very short. I would shave it all, but I’m trying to keep a little on the top to disguise the fact that in five years I will have started well down the road to baldness. I started cutting my hair years ago because it was cheap. Now I have a friend who could do it for me, she’s a professional, but our schedules don’t really allow for it very easily and I got the urge to start trimming this morning.
I’ve learned that I’m actually pretty good at cutting my own hair. In fact the best cut I ever gave myself was while drunk. I wasn’t drunk today, but I still look pretty damn good

I just realised how suggestive that photo is! Oh my stars and garters, how freudian! It’s so funny now that I’m not going to change it at all.

If you own a Playstation 2 and have not played Katamari Damacy, you are not using the Playstation to even a tenth of its potential. I know rolling things up into a giant ball may not sound like fun to a lot of people, but to them I say if you let your pre-judgments rule, you will never experience the joy that Katamari Damacy was put on this earth to dispense.
This game can be picked up for about twenty dollars at any video game store. I borrowed it from a friend about a year ago and just recently borrowed the sequel “We love Katamari” from another friend. The story behind this addicting game is unimportant unless you’re on a substance that makes EVERYTHING significant. The King of All Cosmos is a long-winded blowhard who never says anything of importance. Thank god you can skip most of what he says. Then you, the prince, start rolling a ball about the size of a walnut around picking up various objects that stick to it, picking up bigger objects as the ball gets bigger.
There is something very therapeutic about rolling the entire world up (which you get to do by the end of the first one) and shooting it into space. Like Grand Theft Auto, but less bloody and more fun. One drawback of the game can best be illustrated by a quote from Stephanie, my roommate who has already spent hours more than me playing the sequel:

“Time is moving by too quickly with this damn game.”

First of all the picture is NOT me!! I got it from Austrailia’s ABC site. But it may as well be. I look almost exactly like that, but I’m harier. As I said before, I had recently lost ten pounds. I weighed myself tonight and I have gained six of them back. I don’t care if I’m fat, I just wish it would distribute itself more throughout my body. As far as beer bellies go, this one is an emerging star.