Why I hate twitter. Also a cool artist.
SO I haven’t been updating here very much at all because I have become, in the past few months, a chronic twitter user. There are some things I really like about it, and I have actually met some really cool people from it. However, I am often struck by how much awesome stuff I post (naturally, because I am awesome) that no one seems to appreciate. Buaha. I mean that but in a less jerky way. I just like how I can post things I find interesting here and people can come across it years later. On twitter, if you don’t catch their interest in those 140 characters in the appropriate time-span, it’s forgotten forever. (Except probably to be found for blackmail purposes in the future.)
Here is something I twittered about that no one cared about!
This artist, John Baizley, is the fucking LEAD SINGER OF BARONESS. Besides being probably the “heavy” band I most enjoy and respect, he’s a fucking talented visual artist as well. I HATE PEOPLE LIKE THIS. Well, not really, but what’s up with them? Maybe with meth injections every morning I would be as prolific. Must work on that.
Will you call me when you get there?
I think this might be my favourite album cover ever. Despite the fact that one day Joanna Newsom will steal away my boyfriend with her harpery/chirping to live in a magical forest and tame bears and make needlework. Bitch!!!
PS: How come if I wear a hat like this, I am some sort of jerk?
I just noticed she has the tired eye bags of a forty year old when she’s in her 20s like I do, sweet.
Bedhead.
Jeff with bedhead celebrating cinqo de mayo/scaring old ladies in the neighbourhood/being cute.
WARNING: NIPPLE
Best magazine cover ever? I think so. By Hisham Bharoocha.
I also want to get this framed someday. WARNING YOU SEE A NIPPLE.
SO LAME GOOGLE READER DOES NOT RECOGNIZE MY TAGS SO I CAN’T HIDE NIPPLES TO MAKE MY BLOG WORK SAFE. *tear*
Well you have been warned.
Chronicles of learning to make cute animals pt. 1
So many colours.
The crowd anxiously looks on, awaiting the creation of their new friend.
My first attempt at an ear ended up reminding me of something else I can’t quite put my finger on….
A tiny monocle? What have I gotten myself into here?
::After approximately four hours…::
The new friend attempts to integrate. Fellow animals are somewhat fond of Pip Brownears but call him ‘posh’ and ‘overcooked’ behind his back.
FIRST SCULPEY ANIMAL EVER, YO. First Scupley ever. Yay, a hobby.
Only killers call killing progress.
Neat photos of modern St. Petersburg that someone incorporated WWII photos into. Imagination is becoming obsolete!
Aerial London at night.
Here are some amazing photos by Jason Hawkes. <– click for more. Via Boing Boing.
PS: With my old wordpress layout, when I uploaded photos it resized them to fit on my page but linked to a copy of the full size version. Why does it not do that anymore?
Pretty things.
Inauguration was on at work. I enjoyed Obama’s shout-out to non-believers. It’s about fucking time someone who is president of the United States is saying these things. I hope he is as great as he seems. How shameful that the US has a far more progressive leader than Canada right now. Hopefully this changes soon. Luckily I am apathetic for the most part; my self-absorption with my own issues in life has managed to make me forget the mostly annoying ‘caring’ I used to feel.
I came across a pretty neat artist today.
