Borderlands is amazing. Best game this generation. Buy it ASAP. I haven't been this hooked on a game since pokemon. Loot elements of diablo mixed with shooting of and FPS mixed with graphic style of a sketchbook come to life.

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I need the tiny escapes. Memories or news clippings. Something to latch my thoughts to to carry me a little bit away.

I love it when sometimes a dozen tiny bubbles come shooting out of the dish soap bottle. I love crunching my curls. I love new music from bands i only thought had one album.

Walking up to Modified was an odd experience because I had never seen so many people attending a single show at Modified before. Perhaps it was due to Modified eventually closing down as a venue and from now on (whenever the change-over is) to just an art gallery. The true answer is what I found out later...

Miniature Tigers as an opening band were phenomenal! Spectacular really. The inside of Modified was pretty full at this point and they really put on a great show. Crowd was resonant enough, I suppose. The next act was Ruby Suns, and they were a perfect reflection of the crowd, really. Pretentious as fuck. After about 10 minutes of them testing their mics and dealing with "technical difficulties" they finally started and the female member of the band was looking pretty perturbed by the two other male band members. Sort of a electro-pop band, I think, their first song was hardly that and the lead dude kept doing even more tech checks mid-song. Sorry you couldn't get that studio sound that you wanted in a fucking venue the size of my apartment man, but sometimes you gotta compromise a little. fuck.

The rest of their set was pretty lackluster, given some of the audience comments prior to them taking the stage. The crowd was actually really responsive to Ruby Suns - crowd dancing, general energy throughout, something that completely disappeared or died by the time Dodos took the stage.

After the set change the Modified was packed as fuck and it seemed like all the high school girls had taken their places among the front lines of the crowd, alongside the neckbeards with their Nikons and iPhones. My friend and I decided to hide behind one of the speakers where we could have some room to breathe and dance and had a clear profile view of the stage. After a song in, I realized that the entire crowd was just standing there. Ogling the band. Some young bitches started to weasel their way between my friend and I and at first it seemed they wanted to just get a peek at Meric (The main reason the crowd was here, I presume since he is quite the attractive man), but after another song they just stood there. It's one thing to pull that shit at Marquee or an actual concert, but at a small venue where there's only two people dancing, why would you interrupt those two people just to sit there and eye-fuck the band-mates?

But back to the actual set (sorry those hoes were annoying as fuck and a real downer) which was fucking amazing! Fools live was fan-fucking-tastic, but sadly it seemed that maybe three people were singing along to what would have to be their most popular song... Either way, it was great and I got chills the entire time. After constant yelling for Horny Hippies They finally acknowledged me after they returned for the encore. That sealed the deal for the fantastic night. After grabbing their newest CD my friend and I bolted before the parliament tokers poured out to continue looking pretentious on the Phoenix sidestreet.

Fuck, and I thought the music scene for AZ was bad 3 years ago. All these amazing bands grace us with their presence and the most these hipsters can muster for appreciation is an applause at the end and a cloud of chemical smoke for them to saunter through to get to their next gig.

Amazing birthday cake from Cougar and Kelsey!

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I have what looks like pink eye in my right eye. It's interesting to think if this is the beginning of an epidemic. an apocalyptic gesture from God. being the first zombie is commendable. something was special about me, but perhaps the Swine Flu is something more than just a sickness. Then, i'd be part of a movement. I'm a part of a collaboration of like-minded individuals out to attain the same goal. a legion of shambling infected shells of the people we once were. Knowing i'm fodder for a greater good is like fighting in the Great War; knowing my sacrifice is helping the hivemind. How fast will my mind and memories deteriorate? will my heart stop for a moment? will i shamble, lunge, run, crawl, or just lie down and foam over? My roommate would be the first victim. especially at this time of night he'd stand no chance. he might not even feel lit. no inhibition to stop my gripping his throat till it cracks, no pain to stop my jaws from clamping down, despite teeth groaning and cracking in their swelling gums.

The night will warm and welcome me as my brethren emerge from their cocoons. Perhaps when i'm put down it's via a bullet of some sort, but most likely a baseball bat or a car bumper. I'd hope i'd have some sort of self-preservation for contributing more than my fair share before i go, but what happens happens. Our primitive struggle to assemble our only driving force against an oppressive and resistant surrounding and we fall only to rise again.

maybe it's just from me rubbing my eye too much.

Empire

The Mind is Expanding

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A collage i was going to do a few years ago but never got around to it. a couple days ago i had some time off work, so i decided to do it.

all together i think i've spent about 15-17 hours working on it.... and then came the scanning.. that was a grueling process which took several hours to piece it together as best i could.

I remember having a dream about thoughts spilling out of someone head, so i made a story about a man's thoughts.

i used glue, clippings, watercolors, and crayons.