Rockin the cowboy hat

Smell My Picture

So, a few weeks ago I hooked up with a professional photographer to get some quality pictures of me in my home made Residents costume. Bill Hicks, the photog, does wedding photography and is looking to expand into costumed portraits. I got some awesome free shots, he got some stuff for his portfolio.

Great guy, and he did a fantastic job. You can check him out here. Here's a few samples:

You've been warned!

Found via flikr

Rorschach

I made this a few years back. Just curious what people might see when they look at:

Oh yeah, the blog...

I, like a few others I know, have been sucked into the cult of facebook. Though I don't blog much over there, I do waste a lot of time "socializing."

In addition, we purchased a scanner this weekend, so my squirrel of the week is scanning old family photos. Good times.

With the exception of the wonderful folks goggling "fucking stuffed animals" and "chocatas", most readers here see me over there. So, in the spirit of a real update, here's a few exclusive pictures:



Note the totally awesome Genesis poster behind me
Going postal at the tender age of 2.

Growing up Star Wars

I stumbled across this slide show via The Force.net.

Wow. That was my childhood.

The Ironing is delicious

From Cake Wrecks:

Another perspective

Here are a couple of before and after shots of the back yard, just to give you an idea of how much snow we got:






I shoveled a total of 4 times, and right now the driveway, walkway and cars are covered in ice. The plow has left yet another bank of snow behind the cars. I've had enough.

Let it snow

Here's our driveway at 2:15PM yesterday:
4:15PM:
6:15PM
8:15PM
9:00AM this morning

Workplace fail

Pic courtesy of the mighty Molius

We gots snow

Happy Guy Fawkes Day

"Remember, remember the fifth of November,

The gunpowder, treason and plot,

I know of no reason

Why the gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot.”

"

A penny loaf to feed the Pope

A farthing o' cheese to choke him.

A pint of beer to rinse it down.

A fagot of sticks to burn him.

Burn him in a tub of tar.

Burn him like a blazing star.

Burn his body from his head.

Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.

Hip hip hoorah!

Hip hip hoorah hoorah!"

Chip of the old block

Every day my little boy starts to look more and more like me:

In election news, it looks like level heads are prevailing in MA as far as Question 1 goes. As of right now, it looks like Question 2 will pass. Woohoo!
It's still too early to call the grand pooh bear race, but the map is looking very blue right now.
Despite my earlier anti-voting stance, I stopped on the way home and did my thing.
Hope springs eternal.

Happy Halloween!

Well, the trick or treating was light, but over all it was a fun day.
Here's me at work with my biggest fan:
The whole family:
And me posing with my effigy:

Trick or Treat!

My day off

I finished my eyeball mask:

And the stove has been installed. The building inspector has to sign off on it before we can use it, but it's in:

Scary toys and proof of Claus

Way back in 1980 I just had to have the most awesome, 18" action figure ever made: Alien



What kid wouldn't want such an incredible, nightmare inducing hunk of plastic? I honestly don't know what the folks at Kenner were thinking when they came up with this. A tie in for a R rated horror movie. At any rate, being a monster and sci-fi buff, I wanted it.

My mother, of course, said no way. Being 7, I decided to ask Santa for it, since my mother wouldn't even entertain the idea. I wasn't holding out much hope, since she said she was telling Santa not to get it.

Christmas morning rolled around, and Santa left the usual pile of booty. One of the last presents I opened was a big box, and as the paper peeled away I saw that monster's eyes peering out at me. I exclaimed in joy "Santa got me the Alien!!!"

My mother acted all pissed. "Damn it, I told Santa not to get that for you!"

I remember going back to school, convinced Santa must be real if he went against my parents' wishes and got me the toy I wanted most.

I still have it to this day:

Eye'm almost done

The veins are hardening as I type. Tomorrow I'll paint them up and glue them on.

More Halloween goodness

Here are a few more shots of our holiday preparations.

My little front yard cemetery:
Our skel-o-flamingos:
My eyeball with the pupil in place:
I'm getting the iris painted on by a local airbrush artist tomorrow. Almost done!