Here chippy chippy chippy....

That title really loses something when not spoken.
Anyhow, here is a chipmunk named chippy. I got a little excited and smudged him. Poor 'lil feller. Nevertheless, he still seems pretty happy to be hanging out on my porch.


I hope the neighborhood dogs aren't mean to him.

Reality

THE CAKE IS A LIE!



(But really, cake should be carried in metal boxes like this. Or briefcases. It's very delicious like that. Try it.)

What I did this weekend

Spray-paint on cardboard from Target. A respirator. I'm sick of fumes but too cheap to buy one.
IRONY.


Spray-paint on old-sweatshirt.

Why the negative space? Because they're EXTINCT. Think about it.



AND got a bookcase for all my bookses! Hurrah! And then I sprayed on the dwarf-size revolver ocelot (or at least a piece of it):






Oh, and cursed at a loved one. Drama.





(OH! And fallout 3 releases tomorrow. Duh!)

Spiral

Here is the blag in which I play with the Mario blocks, and a story about a fellow named Tim.

Check it out.

A little more comfortable

A METAL GEAR??

REVOLVER OCELOT??


ew...creepy.

[spray paint stencil with colored pencil cream filling]

Cheer Up!

In the book. Reverse stencil.

Mario Blocks - A Beginning

I decided that I need to disseminate text. In a fun fanciful manner.

I copied posterchild and others and made myself some hellasweet mario blocks. I intend to place them around the area with little leaflets of a story in each one - mental power-ups if you will. Collect them all!

Who's a geek? This guy.



Question: How many power-up blocks are in this room?


If you said three, you are incorrect! The correct answer is FOUR.
There is another box just outside the frame, on the bottom right. Right next to my foot when I took this picture.

What have we learned today? Don't believe everything you see, kids.

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I made a mess too (housemates are not pleased):

A good place to start

Your eyes can't repel awesomeness of this magnitude!



Looks like a nice-enough place.