Hold me back, Mom!
Hold me back, Mom!
Happy Mother’s Day, Everyone!
Hey everyone,
Super sorry I haven’t posted in, like, more than half my life. Most of the time I’ve only got the two assistants and I’m beginning to think they’re moonlighting on me. Until I can get some more dependable help, here’s a more recent pic. You should see the way everyone acts when I make this face. You’d think I levitated or something.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, writer and philosopher (1803-1882) (via aatw)
Count ‘em. Three weeks old today (and desperately needing these people to start using conditioner when they do my doo).
Nothing makes Boppy time pass like a quick once over of the Radar.
This Eee PC that middle bro let me borrow is sweet, although the keys are still a little big.
(via rodknowlton)
Half Shadow (via rodknowlton)
My first art shot. I’m wide-eyed innocence, tabula rasa, born into this world but yet to be formed by it. The shadow splits my face, representing all of the great dualities of human nature: mind and body, good and evil, paper and plastic. The darkness seems on the verge of overtaking me, but still I point to the light.
Either that, or the old man got between me and the light and I’m trying to get him to scootch a bit to the left. No, my left.