My thoughts.... on your face

I'm a GENIUS!

Hello my friends. For my whole life I've had certain acquaintances that had amazing artistic ability, and I've always been jealous. They could rip out a sheet of paper, and draw anything they've ever wanted with amazing detail

Me, on the other hand, have always been relegated to express myself through stick figure drawings.

Well, a few weeks ago, I'm in class, paying about 42% attention and spending the other 66% trying to draw this ugly dude sitting close to me. Well, I looked through my notes and realized I had shit tons of these drawings, but only in the margins of my notes.

Had I blossomed into that wonderful artist I knew was inside of me? Had I taken command of my artistic talent and seized it? Was I now able to draw anything I've ever wanted with amazing clarity and superb talent? Well, the answers to all of these questions are a painful NO. I'm a shit ass artist, and I now realize most of us can't draw worth fuckass.

Well, the point of all of this is, I consider myself an artist! A wonderful, viewpoint changing artist with my influential ways. The only thing is, I only do it in the margins of my notes from class, and I'm willing to bet all you college kids out there do much the same.

Well, since this is my f'ing webpage, I'm going to air my gallery for everyone to see! Put forth my art!!

This is my severed hand along with a ping pong table.

A mutinous angel! I also have this weird fascination about drawing chains.

I can only imagine that I was trying to draw our 14th president, Abraham Lincoln, accompanied by a Spam container, and a clock telling me how I'll never get out of the class.

Obviously a very nice cutlery set. Incredibly well drawn, I might add.

It appears the scissors from the aforementioned cutlery set have just castrated someone in a most cruel manner.

This man is into sodomy, and also, dental hygiene.

A cyclops is surprised to find his reflection! And some dude is playing with explosives.

This was a sorostitute in one of my classes, I feel I captured her essence very well, except I didn't draw any crusted semen on her chin.

Giving props to Sir Elton.

I decided to draw a monkey on a typewriter because once my father brought up the interesting idea that if you had a room full of monkeys, hammering away at typewriters, then with enough time, they'd type out without any mistakes anything in the world, Gone With The Wind, The Bible, even your "dork diary". My dad said if they sat there for all of eternity it could happen. While it bores my giant, high powered brain to think about such mundane things, I'll let you guys think on that one for a while. I think mathematically, it's possible, but fuck, they got all of eternity. I could type a decent blog update with that much time.

Also, to quote my friend Jamie "is that a monkey or a black man with a tail?"

In response, Jamie. There really is no difference. TEE F'ING HEE!

This helpful young man was quoting my notes for me

That last one was for Katie. SQUIDS EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ryan recently sent me this link, it has an awesome commercial that I suggest you guys watch!
I FEEL GREAT!

For the past week I've been crazy into the Blues music genre, so if you know of any nipple rocking blues songs/artists, don't hesitate to email me

Quote(s) of the day: "Okay, dictionary.com tells me you're one disgusting guy" -- Jane

"Danny, I don't think Hitler should be put in video games" -- John

Posted by EclectiC at March 7, 2004 02:29 PM