Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

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The other night I was reading, playing games and whatnot, when Zero made this noise.

Lemme be more specific, she made this horrid, painful sort of "DIE MUTHAFUCKA" sorta noise, it was really loud. This is a fightin' sort of ruckus, except like REALLY loud, and went on for a while. By the time I found a flashlight and got out there, Zero was sitting by the window, looking a tad disheveled. But on the far wall there was movement. A possum to be exact, climbing a tiki torch.
1) Zero kicked a possum's ass!
2) Possums can climb straight up a tiki torch. Do not put a tiki torch near your bedroom window unless you want a possum chewing on your face at 3 am.

Also This man knows my pain.

  posted by Travis @ 7:42 PM

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