“Never miss a chance to shut up” - Will Rogers

Okay, I'm gonna rant.

As I'm sitting at the laundromat, waiting for my laundry to finish it's interminable cycle of wash, spin, dry, spin, so that I may fold it, I am constantly confronted with one of the worst plagues humanity has ever wrought upon itself. The American's Opinion. Someone else's views on life, the war, the "President", cars, drunks, grocery, shopping, on and on and so forth. People want to share their views with the people in their immediate vicinity, and they think you should care (unlike me, who shares his opinion with the world, and only expect you to care if you navigate to my blog on accident). Well guess what? I DON'T CARE!!!! I don't care what you think about the drunk old bum that just puked on himself in the parking lot. I don't care that you think that President Shrub is doing a bang-up job in Iraq, and wish he could be made emperor. I DON'T CARE that you think the world is going down the tubes, and you think the gays are to blame. JUST SHUT UP!!!! Jebas Christman. Another thing; when you're in public, do you really need to take your 50 fuckin' kids that you can't controlwith you? With that many kids, one of them should be old enough to watch the others. LEAVE THEM HOME! There's a reason more and more people are refusing to have children, and it's people like you. These little heathen rugrats running around like they are possessed by a rabid, psychotic Robin Williams, speaking in tongues and jumping on washing machines, scare people off having children and it's ALL YOUR FAULT! Keep them on a leash.

Oh, how I long for the days when you could hit your kids in public without the shameful looks and the calls to the police. Sometimes a kid needs a little violence to readjust his outlook on the world. Or when you could go out to the store without having to hear some inbred, ignoramus' views on life, the universe & everthing. Our Society is so screwed up nowadays & everybody believes that everyone opinion matters (it doesn't) and "Spare the rod; Spoil the child," is just an old home-ism that should be forgotten for some PC ninny B.S. that says that hitting children damages their self-esteem (so do losing & learning, so we get rid of scoreboards on baseball and football fields & we put our children in school for less & less time per day, and then we can't give them F's when its apparent that the only thing they're learning in school is how to anchor a desk to the ground, because our teachers are hamstrung & handcuffed to a retarded man's plan to reform our schools by making teachers teach a test instead of the subject they were hired and trained to teach.) Oh well. Welcome to America, I suppose.

Ok, whew! Art Time:

SO, I've been doing alot of sketchcards recently, but I think I'll show you some of my recent computer ilustrations:

These are for a new story I'm developing, called the War for OZ. It's basically a reimagining of the Oz story told as a war story. I'm still working out the kinks in the story itself, so I can't share that here, but here's some art anyway.














































Thanks for swinging by. Peace out until next time.
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