New shades on the b-rain

I've had this undeniable urge to draw a giraffe the past few days. It's very odd. I can't say it's ever happened before. What an odd phenom.

Speaking of drawing. Guess who's making a linoleum print of Barack Obama. If you guessed not me, you are totally wrong. I'm stoked. I'm going to put shutters on him I think, because it will be hilarious.

I'm going to order a new pair of shutters right now I think. These ones http://shuttershadesonline.com/3d.html

Time, and it's irrelevancies to my life

I just finished Rant by Chuck Palahniuk, and it was SO good. The end of it was retarded. It definitely got me thinking. Gave me a whole new perspective. I honestly, don't even believe in past events anymore. I don't believe in the government system, well, I never have...but this backs my point up even more. He's prime at writing books and stuff.

Also, 30 hour famine coming up soon! Well, by soon I mean a month, but regardless of that-- it's STILL sweet. I"m stoked, we have some legit stuff planed this time around. And by some legit stuff, I mean events that may or may not lead to serious injury. Rollerblade jousting, I think so.

I haven't blogged in...well...I can't see the amount of days since I last blogged, but you totally can. So in ____ odd amount of days. I keep telling myself that I'm going to keep doing more frequently, but honestly, I have WAY better stuff to do hahaha.

Anyways, ON WAR TO PHYSICS! HIGH HO!

The abomasum is clearly the suerior organ

I learned in Physics the other day that our appendix, as the doctors seem to have discovered, is the remnants of a Rumen. Like, the cow stomach. That would be SO sick. We could digest raw hay at a whim. If I was hungry, I could eat grass. That would be awesome! And nourishing! That's like a super combo! I wonder what other odd organs we used to have? Does this mean we descended from cows and not monkeys? Are cows capable of sentient thought? Why did we get the crappy Rumen, and not the clearly better sounding abomasum? Who knows? These are lifes questions that arn't going to be answered because they're hard to answer, but because no one really cares enough about a cows stomach to research it. Except those weirdos in Montreal.

On an even lighter note than odd scientific discovery(Which is always ever so light), I bought Andrew Birds new CD today. Super sick. The way I found it was so weird. It was at Starbucks of all places. Like, none of the music stores had any of them. I was going to resort to online, and paying the hefty express shipping. I was actually going to do this right now, when I got home from work. So I guess you could say that it totally changed my outlook on the day, because I was not a happy camper before I got that CD. Working to Midnight at Zellers isn't my idea of the start of a long weekend. I would likely be writing some really bitter comment about how I'm not going to get to see Harry Manx at the end of the summer, or how I'm really thirsty. Or about how I hate customers. But, I'm not...as odd as it is.

I'm gonna go blast Andrew Bird and paint until I fall unconcious is my basement.