Thursday, September 25, 2014

Self Portrait

 Recently, I was explaining to one of my coworkers that I find drawing to be very cathartic. I told him that people we work with antagonize me because they think I am weird & stupid, I went on to explain that I need my job & that I am not capable of a rational conversation with someone that is fucking with me. I am one of those people that is nice & mellow, but when fucked with I quickly knock some fuck to the ground & kick their face in. Trying to talk to someone that has singled me out is nearly impossible, I am so full of rage that my thoughts start to spin & my mouth starts to stutter, which just confirms to the people that are fucking with me that I am stupid… I haven’t been able to sleep lately, because I want to quit my job. For the last few months I have listened to three different coworkers belittle me with all sorts of shitty comments. At first I laughed it off & tried to ignore it, but mother fuckers were relentless. Every day I was made fun of for being mentally ill, being stupid, Being a narc (ha, I wish I would have told on these assholes), being a faggot, being gross, being sweaty, or whatever else one could think of. If I made any mistakes these fucks were the first to point it out. When I started to show signs of being upset the attacks weren’t scaled down, but escalated, I was accused of being on my period, I was told that I couldn’t take a joke, I was made to feel that it was my fault for being too sensitive. I suspect they were trying to see who could make me upset first, I guess they all won. I have since resolved my problems with these people, but now I work with them in awkward silence, I don’t know why these people hate me so much, I am a good worker (I often wonder if that is the issue) & I don’t start shit at work. When I am feeling like this I am really appreciative of drawing and music, this is how I vent.

 I am gonna go back to bed & not sleep.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Since I can't punch my coworker Reina, I will get drunk and draw her doing what she does best...


 I work with a pig fucker named Reina. Reina is the typical work place coward that relies on passive aggressive comments, because she can't just straight up say shit, if she is called out, she is always "just joking". I often wonder if she sucks my boss's cock or has done so in the past, because why would anyone in their right mind keep a pig fucker around that starts so much shit, everyone I work with has a story about Reina's verbal and emotional abuse. Recently after one of Reina's verbal abuse sessions I contemplated punching her, her reaction to me shaking with rage was to ask if I was on my period. I am sure if asked, she will say that my coworkers & I are too "sensitive", I am so sick of working with someone that takes pride in making people cry. I guess it is time to start looking for something else...

Friday, May 30, 2014

Corporate Rock Still Sucks.


 In a world where just about everything is for sale, there is something liberating about being a part of something that is not for sale! Recently Punk Rock Bowling was in town, which is always a reminder why I hated heavy metal music in the 80's. I totally get that it is difficult to exists in this world without a corporate cock leaving a dent or two in tomorrows turds, but should punks willingly guide that corporate cock into their anus so that "punk" bands can be another tourist attraction? Maybe I am not one to talk I work in the tourism industry... growing up in Las Vegas punk rock was my escape from the job in the casino I was born to have. Many punks will fight to shove that corporate tit, clit, butthole, or cock in their mouth for a buck or two. As I grow older I grow increasingly more thankful of the bands, artists, zines, bands, or whatever that reject that shit! I am sure this rant doesn't make sense, but when I was walking around work bored as fuck it sure as fuck did, & now that I am drunk and listening to the Tiltwheel tune Can't Remember Shit it sure seems like a good idea! 

Friday, May 02, 2014

As A Fat Fuck That Loves Records, I Got To Say, Fuck Picture Discs...


currently I am listening to the Ministry tune Every Day I am too drunk to explain why I prefer the regular vinyl version over the more "collectible" picture disc version

#1) I don't give a fuck if a record is collectible
#2)  I like looking at the sleeve, reading the song titles, & reading whatever information is given, especially if it has awesome bonus art!
#3) give me the least valuable version of your release, this shit is an audio investment not a financial one
#4) looking at that shit while shit is spinning is fucked up!
#5) I am even drunker than when I first drew this shit

Thursday, April 03, 2014

Speaking In Code #666


When a skinhead says, "I'm not political!" What they really mean is that their politics are more in line with your batshit crazy grandma in Arizona & not the "homos" in the Bay Area! 

At This Point In Life...



...my only chance of getting a boner is if I am bitten by a Brazilian Wandering Spider! Thankfully the other day I was listening to the Joe Rogan Podcast and learned about this cure for my broke-dick dilemma 

Involuntary Spontaneous Masturbation Disorder...


...is a great conversation starter! 

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

I like eating at the Cornish Pasty!


There will always be new music that old people think sucks, as for myself I am always discovering new music that rules & as I get older I keep finding older & older music that rules as well... 

Are You Down With OPP?







































If I could get an erection I'd be down with O.P.P.