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February 28, 2007

Cursor Wednesday

The cursor company wanted smileys, so I gave them smileys. I must admit that creating smileys can be rather satisfying. I mean, every time I look at that Carmen Miranda smiley I just have to smile myself. Actually, I prefer the various full-bodied smileys I also created, but those are for another Wednesday.

(The above cursors are presented at 200% to show detail and to discourage their usage elsewhere. Should you do so it will make a few corporate juggernaut lawyers frown. And soon you'll be frowning, too. And I want you to always smile!)

Nude No More

What do an ethereally astronomical bunny and a small purple vandal have in common? Both are my latest submissions to Threadless, le tshirt competition mucho grande. I've made the grade once, and your kind vote could make it happen again. Please click each image above and kindly vote!

February 27, 2007

urban dead

Even though zombies just aren't my thing, I agreed to join up with a group of folk enthused about a certain "Free Massively Multi-Player Web-Based Zombie Apocalypse". To coordinate the group's efforts a web forum was established, and I was asked to contribute a few avatars for it. Can you guess which one was mine? A clue: I wear spectacles.

But because (as mentioned previously) zombies just aren't my thing I soon dropped out. And because a lot of the other players were losing interest they dropped out. It wasn't long thereafter that the entire effort withered and died - never to be radioactively re-animated.

virtual samurai

February 26, 2007

heave ho

Only once in my life have I been a card-carrying member of a gymnasium (in lieu of exercising at home and on the cheap). It was only about two months that I had been making regularly scheduled, iron-pumping visits to the gym when I took a job at a casket company. It wasn't the sort of place where the employees wore formal attire and spoke in soft and soothing tones to bereaved people looking to purchase a loved-one-sized box. It was instead a factory, of sorts, where caskets were manufactured. Every ten-hour day found me engaged in sweeping the enormous wood shop, unloading truckloads of metal parts, pushing coffins into a giant warehouse where I stood them on one end in long rows, and/or creating 12 ft. orderly stacks of lumber in the woodyard (which is another long, back-breaking tale featuring behemoth Brazilian cockroaches). My every muscle was taxed and all the fluids in my body were expelled as perspiration. I would arrive at home and fall into a chair and, numbed by exhaustion, stare into space. Needless to say, the remainder of my pre-paid membership was never used. The mere memory of this is making me tired. I think I'll lie down.

a page from a cheapskate's sketchbook

February 23, 2007

fun with crayons

etherlab peace project

This pixelled piece once won an award. Unfortunately, I never received that reward. And, unfortunately, I cannot remember who it is who owes me the award! But I am at peace.

Joe and his LEGO

Come chill with the minifigs at the clubhouse.

February 22, 2007

corporate bugs

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