Rock n' Roll Mother Bleepers!

Hey gang!

Here is a picture of one of the birthday presents that my parents gave me. That's right! A set of totally bitchin' chrome skull potentiometer knobs. Rock! I have noticed that my rocking has increased by 300%, because of these babies.

Man! I can't even imagine a time when I could whip out some "Crazy Train", Ozzy style, without these babies on my guitar. It blows my mind. Even smooth and soulful blues riffs are raised to a level of pure ear bleeding rockdom with a simple turn of a skull.

Thanks Mom & Dad!

What is that Filth?

So people have been asking me about the picture of Yoda and the nutcracker on my previous post. That picture was taken during the holidays at my sister's house. Her studly hubby is a super Star Wars guru and was granted a Santa Yoda by the great Jedi Masters of Hallmark...or Target...or something like that. I thought it was pretty cool that the two religions, Jedi and Christians, could come together for the holidays and be civil to each other. It kind of makes me teary eyed and really hopeful for the future of the republic.

My special lady friend bought me a Napoleon Dynamite toy for my birthday. You can see a picture of it on her blog. Check it out here...Dang!

So Animation Mentor has started and I found out who my new mentor is. I won't reveal his name, but I will tell you that he worked on a little independant film about a gigantic gorilla and a tiny lady who meet, fall in love, and make medium size ape babies. Freaky deaky! Then the gigantic gorilla climbs up a tall building, because the lady said there was some Chipotle up there, and he falls off because of his intense gigantic gorilla hunger. Whoa!

Mang! I can't stop listening to the Ramones song "Main Man". It just rocks so hard that it turns me into a jello shooting octupus man every time I listen to it. Also, my little bros from Illinois turned me onto the Gorillaz. I just love that "Feel Good, Inc" song. Speaking of my little bros, they started listening to Primus. That is my freakin' favoritise band ever. I could give you a list of my favorite Primus songs, but there isn't enough memory or hard drive space to hold that mammoth collection of 1's and 0's.

Well, I have to get back to sketching out my animation,


Rock!

Funk-o-tron Boombastic

Hola amigos! I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya, but I have been in super lazy holiday mode. I would probably continue through 2006 in this mode, but I now have some major Flash projects at work, Animation Mentor is going to kick in soon, and I have to design my wife and I's thank you cards. My computer calls to me and I must obey...Oh yes!..I must obey.

I was told during the holidays that I don't update my blog enough. I will try and remedy that in the future, but I have been kind of down on blogging lately. We were told at Animation Mentor last quarter that spies from other art schools were looking in on our blogs to try and steal AM secrets. I guess that is to be expected. When you have something good everybody wants it. That is what happened with my car stereo a couple of weeks ago. Happy f'ing holidays to me.

Well, they won't get any secrets from me. Those punk ass art school freaks can go suck on my balls and eat the hot fire acid that I spit in their faces. I won't even charge you $25,000 a year, like you do your students, for it.

To fight the machine known as "Big Art" I will not go into details about my assignments I post on this blog. I will just post them for you people to enjoy and that is it.

I am listening to The Ramones right now. "Somebody Put Something in My Drink" and "Wart Hog" are freakin' awesome songs! I am still loving the Dandy Warhols too. They rule supreme like cherry ice cream. You should love them too!

Fight the machine people!