Wow, I haven't been on here in months. Again. Which means I haven't talked to anyone on this site in quite a while. Which therefore means there's really no point of explaining where I've been, so instead...pictures!

I realised my one year subscription was probably up and expected to log in and see I wasn't a member anymore. Not so! SG took the liberty of automatically billing me for another year! Sweet. Im just thankful im not back in the day when an automatic $45 charge would have destroyed my rent for the month. Hell, when $45 would have overdrafted my bank account...

Wow I made a new picture finally...

I am too busy lately. The only reason Im on right now is because I volunteered to go read to Kindergartners, and as far as work knows, Im still currently doing that right now.

Speaking of which, it was freakin hilariousness. I walked in to "Dance Party" time where these little kids were breakdancing and moshing all over the room. We didn't have dance party when I was in Kindergarten =(
Seriously, these kids were striking poses and spinning around on the ground. Some kid hit his head on a desk and was screaming and crying while all these other kids were still gettin down. Total greatness. I read them "Where the Wild Things Were"...in which I brought my collectible figures from said book that my wife gave me for Christmas one year. (read sentimental value, and monetary value). I was going to put them on display and not let the kids touch them...but I chicken out and let the kids pass them around while I read, because I didnt know how else to stretch the worlds shortest story into a 30 min time span. So as Im reading I see kids fighting over them, twisting their parts, and finally... part removal. Luckily the part they removed was meant to be removed, but I didnt know that until after I was done reading. So I think I had a big vein popping out of my forehead as I read, and was yay close to screaming "It's not a tumor!". Good times.

You know, when I was growing up... We didn't have stupid "Moms Against Everything" groups ruining all my great fun, including childrens books about scarecrows that skin people alive, little kids eating big toes they found in the dirt, and horrible horrible ghost stories.

I am talking about Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark 1, 2 , and 3. If you did not get to read these when you were a kid, then you were deprived. I got these books from the "Schoolastic" Weekly Reader. There is no way in hell these books would be made for children today. Look at the images I scanned in from this book and read on...


These are awesomely disturbing. I would love to meet the artist who drew these.

I still have the third book from when I was a kid, and last week I found a hardback copy with all 3 books. Looking through it, I'm glad I grew up when I did, because these wouldn't get sold today. Even the hardback copy I just got wasn't in the kids section.

So you might ask if I would let my future kids read this stuff, and I answer: I will lock my children in a dark cellar and force them to read this by candle light. Because, I read them growing up, and it obviously didn't warp me into a deranged person who would do anything to screw up my kids.

Im back from a nice vacation in North Carolina and Texas, where the beer is a fucking dollar a pint. Im going to miss that most of all. Sure, I got to see all my old friends and make some future job connections, but come on...dollar beers. Two dollar well drinks. Target, Walgreens, and reputable strip clubs. I love Hawaii, but it is severely lacking in the aforementioned goodness.

Hey I did a drawing. First time in almost 2 months.

Yah so new blog... last post was 2 months ago.

I've done everything lately. Took a cruise, rode a submarine, went down in a shark cage, got a dog... But this was the best:





Next time I wont be using a cheap underwater disposable... I followed the damn instructions for taking the film out, popped open the camera, and there was all my nice little film exposed to the light. It's a wonder I got any pictures out of it at all. Lamesauce.

Work is sending me to Microsoft HQ in North Carolina this weekend. I'll be gone for 3 weeks...

Dear God,
I miss...weather. Hawaii is beautiful, and who could complain about mid-eighties temperatures/sunny skies year round? ME. I need a lightning storm, and maybe some power outage for an hour or two. And if it isn't too much to ask for, I would also like some lasting gray skies. Just every now and then. Thanks big guy.

Love,
Will

So far I'm disappointed with the new NIN cd. I'm sure it will grow on me. But for now... it feels like Trent got out a Macintosh, downloaded some music making freeware, and put a big "minimalist" stamp on the finished product. Even that would be okay if EVERY song didnt have a cheap Roland 808 drum machine sound to it.

Boo. He's selling me on this album based on the pure awesomeness of the promotion campaign.

I posted this on my art site:

My artistic style has been changing lately. Looking back over the last 4 years of my Deviant Art account, I'm proud to say I can see a noticeable improvement over time. That being said I'm thinking about retiring this page and starting something more professional. Almost every submission I've made here was labeled as "practice", and to date I've signed my name on exactly ONE of these submissions. What I would like to do is promote this page as much as possible, and receive as much critique and feedback I can get before moving on. Thanks all.

THAT being said I spent 20 bucks for advertising. How it works is, 20 bucks gets me an ad that will last until 500 users click on it. Here was my ad:




I used all 500 clicks in less than 2 hours. I mean, I know I cheated...look at that ad and tell me how you could NOT click it. It's totally awesome.

My new plan is to start doing REAL artwork. Stay up to the wee hours of the night, bang yourself on the head, covered head to toe in ink/charcoal/paint artwork. And hopefully sell some prints online. Someday. Waiting for that talent thing to happen.