Archive | April, 2011

More mishmash than you could shake a stick at.

As per the usual state of (dys)function that exists around here, I will kick today’s post off with a correspondence that will hopefully lay a decent foundation for whatever follows. And as I sometimes do, here is a photo of an actualy foundation to illustrate my point;
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(Those are a lot of sweet bricks.)

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One for the weekend from CFO.

Inspired by this video, I’d like to wish you all a happy National Record Store Day. Turn off your itunes and go drop some hard earned cash on a slab of wax.
Second to that, make a zine, do a drawing, write a song, be creative. Support your independent everything.

Don’t cry for me, Art Gentina.

A peculiar aspect about working for one’s self, is that even in the event of a vacation, there will still be responsibilities of some sort waiting for you when you get home.
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(This image is supposed to convey a guy saying “I’ll get to that in a minute. Right now I’m just gonna party.”)

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So much time, so little memory.

Where does one begin when one has been staring out a windshield, riding mile after mile of incredibleness, and/or breathing the flatulence of one’s traveling companions for ‘pert near a week?

At the beginning I suppose.
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A half truth is still a lie that’s half true.

For those who opted not to click the link at the bottom of Friday’s tear jerking ode of appreciation of you all, and how much I’ve enjoyed my time here on the soap box, you ruined my sweet prank..
It was like taking days to construct a perfect joke, and then finally telling it, only to have the person you were telling it to place their hands over their ears at the exact moment of the punch line, and run around in circles screaming “BANANABANANABANANABANANA!”
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