Sunday, December 30, 2012

The other day, I thought I wanted to listen to Usher's song "burn," so I downloaded the whole confessions album. I could not have been more wrong.

When it came out, I never listened to the whole album, but now that I have, I wish I would not have. This album is just so...depressing. Aside from the one or two upbeat singles, the whole thing is just full of heartbreak. Like you wouldn't ever be hanging out with people and HOPE that they put the album on. This isn't the kind of album you listen to with friends, you'd end up bumming each other out.

Never has there been a time where someone went "Gee, I hope they play the whole confessions album by Usher to make this time even more grand than it already is."

And here's the kicker, the whole thing is about Chilly from TLC. This bitch.

Who gives a fuck about Chilly from TLC? Jesus.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Look I made a shitty logo for one of my many fictional bands, Murdered By HateFuck.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

It snowed in Arkansas last night. A very religious girl on my facebook created a photo album of pictures of the snow. She titled the album "eight inches of bliss." I have not stopped laughing.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

want to hear an awful song from the 70's that will get stuck in your head? of course you do.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Thursday, December 20, 2012

I just finished this book, it's the first real zombie book I have ever read and man, was it awesome. Here's the gist of the plot, guy named Dekalb works for the United Nations, he is in Somalia where he meets a Somali leader woman who is in need of AIDS drugs. She makes Dekalb search all over for the AIDS drugs which leads him to New York. Get this, Somalia is virtually unaffected by the Epidemic, aka zombie apocalypse, along with the other third world countries.

The story also is about a guy who is living in New York named Gary, Gary starts out as human, but he is so afraid of being eaten, HE ZOMBI-FIES himself. Gary was a medical student and he theorized that zombies were stupid due to lack of oxygen in the brain at the time of death, so Gary used ventilators and dialysis machines as he killed himself to retain his intellect. That's right, a walking, talking, thinking zombie.

Dekalb and Gary cross paths, it goes haywire, and Dekalb's Somalian soldier girl entourage kill Gary, OR DO THEY? Gary comes back with a vengeance, with some new weird...I dont want to say powers, but he begins to be able to control other zombies. Needless to say Gary is pretty bitter at Dekalb and his posse for killing him and then wackiness ensues.

Nothing happens in this book that you would expect to, it's the first in a three part series. It really is just good. I implore you to read it and if it's any consolation, it is written really well. Apparently the book started out online somewhere, so you may be able to read it for free and that's always cool.
On Huffington Post Live, they talked about the whole Paragould becoming a police state thing. I was going to be on there. I was fairly excited because I knew my view of it NOT being okay to have cops walking around with AR-15s would not be expected. I was gonna represent the people of Paragould who aren't completely insane.

But I slept through it. The lady who contacted me never told me a time so I just slept and I slept through that shizz. I watched like two mins of who they did get, an attorney and some sports guy who SUPPORTED the nazi guys. FUCK.

I just wish they would have gotten someone who wasn't insane to interview.

Also, both those guys, wooden as fuck. I would have hated for them to have their voices fluctuate with feeling like normal human beings.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Look I be drawing a snake. I didn't feel like doing little scales so I half-assed those.

Monday, December 17, 2012

On the mainland, we have knuckle sammiches, but in Hawaii, MOTHERFUCKERS BE HANDIN' OUT HAWAIIAN PUNCHES, OH FUUUUUUUUUUCK.
I live in Paragould, Arkansas, a town with a population of about 30,000 people, give or take. I don't care about my town or town gossip, or any of that small town nonsense, but yesterday, an article in the local paper was brought to my attention.

Apparently, there has been an increase in crime in Paragould, home invasions, robberies, general stealing, and a bunch of teenyboppers are killing themselves over being bullied or getting broken up with, you know, the usual stuff.

But now, the mayor, Mike Gaskill, is going to "take back the streets." The ingenious plan to do that is to have patrolmen walking around in SWAT gear brandishing AR-15s. If these SS soldiers see someone walking they will demand to see their I.D.'s or "papers," if we're being honest.

That's it, that is THE plan. He apparently brought it to people's attention at a town hall a baptist church, and there was only 40 people there! That's how small Paragould is, town meetings are held at a church. Can I just say 40 people out of 30,000 does not a good sample make?

Forgive me talking about this stupid shit, but the only people in the entire world who will know about these SS Soldiers walking around small town Arkansas, will be the northeast area of Arkansas, and I sort of feel like this is one of those things that people need to hear about.

One more thing, when I hear "take back the streets," I imagine an L.A. Riots type situation, not....not whatever is happening in my town that I didn't even know was happening.

Here's the real article in the Paragould Daily Press, it's a pretty ridiculous read, and look at those awful pics they took, don't even have good cameras.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

I hate Chuck Norris. I hate total gym infomercials. I hate Chuck Norris jokes. I hate Walker Texas Ranger. But get this, his real first name is Carlos. Bet you didn't know that.

Fucking CARLOS.

Friday, December 14, 2012

This is the second Jeremy Robert Johnson book I've read. The gist is that nuclear bombs were launched on, at least, the United States. The main character, Dean, survived the blast, seemingly because of his suit. Dean sewed cockroaches all over his suit. General destruction, need for survival, type of thing. Dean forms a bond with the cockroaches and he meets a woman who has formed a similar bond with ants. Each chapter just made me eager to read the next. It's a short read, but good book is good.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

My friend just introduced me to the Continue Show on youtube. It's pretty straight forward, these guys play old video games and make fun of it and awesome things happen, it's a good time.

It's not an awful let's play with horrible commentary, it's just like if you and your bros got together and played games. This is the first one I watched.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Last night, I saw Haarp Machine, Revocation, and the Facelss in STL, at Fubar. The opening band was wearing corpse paint, except for the drummer. I don't know if it was funnier because all of them but one was wearing it, or not. Like the drummer before the show was all "NO, NO IM NOT FUCKING WEARING CORPSE PAINT...but I will still perform in this band." I lold.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

The semester is over, finals are done, that means it's time to see what I've been up to this semester. These are what the notes of a psychology major look like.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

I would never get a foot tattoo, but if I did, it would probably be this since I refuse to obey the speed limit.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Found this Deadpool fan made movie, it's pretty awful, but it has its moments, especially with the yellow thought bubbles. It's called "Deadpool: A Typical Tuesday."