Tuesday, November 04, 2014
Sunday, November 02, 2014
Even though my drawings suck, I usually try to have some sort of social or political message, but lately I just haven’t been feeling it. Sure, I am just as passionate about my causes & just as pissed about the things that make me pissed, but I have decided that I need to focus on shit that cracks me up. Penises, people fucking, my obesity, absurdity, punk rock, Las Vegas…etc. Whatever the fuck that shit I just typed means, I drew this shit while drinking vodka, whiskey, beer, & bumping the Dezerter – Underground Out Of Poland LP as well as the Siege – Drop Dead EP. Drawing that shit while enjoying my vices (punk & booze) really takes me away of the futility that is work.
Saturday, November 01, 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
I am gonna go back to bed & not sleep.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
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
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
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