Because I don’t know quite how to say it in words…
I stumbled upon this one on humpdaynewsletter.com and I want to dedicate it to all the boys out there.
I had a curious thought the other day: What did Conan O’brian look like in 1993? I mean we’ve all been watching Conan for years now, and as with anyone we’ve known so long, its easy to forget what they were like when we first met. So I youtubed that shit. The cool thing though, is that I was rewarded for my endeavors in early 90s vids, with an unexpected glimpse at our beloved Björk, as cute and magical as she ever was. I dare you to watch this and not fall for her just a little bit more.
…We just want to have a good time. If you aren’t yet familiar with the triad that is Xinthia, Robert y Dugaldo. It goes a little something like this.
This is an old youtube favorite. And I’d like to present it today, to my friend Ryan, who makes fantastic homemade burgers and a mean apple pie to boot. Happy Birthday dude.
I’ve always doodled. Siempre. Siempre. Siempre. The thing about doodling though, is that you always end up with little splatters of art here and there, on things you don’t necessarily want to hold on to. Napkins. Syllabi. STD brochures. In my closet, or somewhere out there, I still have a box of little ripped up pieces of paper dating back to when I was just a little mocoso, with sketches of anything from skulls with mohawks to masked crusaders, and of course, those lovely ladies that still swim their way into my daydreams, mermaids. But I just hate clutter. And that’s all I’m really creating for myself, if no one else is going to see my five minute master pieces. Unless….