I might be getting a full time job for my uncle. I so exited. It would be so nice to make some money. He's a landscaper. For now I'm just doing my Grandma's yard for him thought.
There is an amazing amount of spiders there. I think I'm going to call it spidersville now. no. spideropolis. This wasn't some small town spidersville this was like the big city. And even though there was a lot of spider competition around It must have been a thriving economy because the spiders where all fat and there were webs every where. I couldn't walk 3 steps without running into one. Sometime I wonder if grandma ever looked out her window to see me in one of my fights. I can just imagine her watching me go about my business when I suddenly stop in my tracks and start dancing like a mad thing. Hopping around flailing my body in weird contortions and slapping my self in the face while she thinks, "I always knew that boy was weird but this is too much." It was so easy to run into them too. They would stretch their webs in the most ridiculous spots. These crazy spiders weren't satisfied in making their webs in the back of a bush somewhere. No, they had to be huge webs right in the middle of the deck or somewhere like that. some of their webs where over a foot in diameter and the threads holding them up would sometimes be 3 or 4 feet long. Hey, I had good reason to be creeped out with the size of those things sitting up there posed to strike. They were like a pack of kingkongs compared to the spiders on our property. except when we find a huge hobo somewhere. but mostly the little boys keep our spider population to a minimum... poor things. The crazy thing was that breaking their webs didn't do much because they could make them back in a matter of minutes. I would break up a one so I could get past and then I would come back to find the spider finishing touches on a brand new one. Stupid stupid spider. don't you know that your labor has all been in vain. Say bye bye to your lovely not-so-little home. because here comes the rake. HAHHAHAHAHA die die die. I'm afraid I've badly upset their little establishment. A real tragedy. The hurricane that came through destroying millions of homes and causing millions of spider so much grief. Costing the spider government millions of dollars to try and repair the damage. It may take minutes and minutes to fix what's been done.
Blah... Um... Yeah... that's about all I have to say... So yeah... Oh, by the way this is my blog... yup...
9/28/10
9/11/10
SEE?!?!!?!?
here's the original
I've been drawing more frogs lately and am starting to be able to draw them without having to copy them and without them looking like creepy little monster frog things of weirdness. I should upload another frog I drew recently called THE OVER STIMULATED FROG OF CRAZINESS!!!!!!
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9/7/10
Haven't posted in a while. sry. In that post I did on tighten up I said that when our family hears a song we like we play it over and over for months and months and years and decades and centuries and... what comes after that? millenniums. This is the one that probably lasted the longest although Don't Change a Thing lasted pretty long. I like it. It sounds so happy. :D Yeah, I know, the belly dancers are kinda weird. But all the weird dancing makes it kinda interesting.
Nary, narien.
I'm on fire
Nary, narien. Nary men gamaloo.
I'm on fire, from her beauty.
Nary, narien. Alby eih garaloo?
I'm on fire, What's happened to my heart?
Men nazra, khadny fe lahza, dobna ehna sawa. (Habibi dah Noelle this once by accident. Since then we're always trying to get her to say it again. But she never has. :D It means this is my darling.)
From one look, she took me in a second. We both fell for each other. (This is my darling)
Agmal kalam fe eyono, alo enei el hawa. (Habibi dah)
The most beautiful words in her eyes, Her eyes spoke to me of love.
Habeyto, ameil eih? (Habibi dah) Nary men eil ana fee. (Habibi dah)
I love her. What can I do? I'm on fire from all this.
Ah men khedoodo, soto, odo we dehketo. (Habibi dah)
I can't stand her cheeks, voice, face and smile.
Arabt meno, ashekt naro we reketo. (Habibi dah)
I got close to her, I longed for her fire and style.
Jab se hoo wei moo laat kaat. Jadusa hoo gaaie sari raat
From the moment I met you the nights became like beautiful magic
Salemto alby hata abl makalimo. (Habibi dah)
I submitted my heart, even before I spoke to her.
Maho kan fe baly, we fe khayaly barsemo. (Habibi dah)
Since in my mind, and my imagination, I had been drawing her out.
Teri nazar ke mei gulam Dilmere atra kakan
I am a slave by the looks of you And my heart skips a beat
Palbar me kargaya mujpar kya jadu bas me tu kar kud parse kabu
in a instant you made magic on me, enough will you control yourself
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Nary, narien.
I'm on fire
Nary, narien. Nary men gamaloo.
I'm on fire, from her beauty.
Nary, narien. Alby eih garaloo?
I'm on fire, What's happened to my heart?
Men nazra, khadny fe lahza, dobna ehna sawa. (Habibi dah Noelle this once by accident. Since then we're always trying to get her to say it again. But she never has. :D It means this is my darling.)
From one look, she took me in a second. We both fell for each other. (This is my darling)
Agmal kalam fe eyono, alo enei el hawa. (Habibi dah)
The most beautiful words in her eyes, Her eyes spoke to me of love.
Habeyto, ameil eih? (Habibi dah) Nary men eil ana fee. (Habibi dah)
I love her. What can I do? I'm on fire from all this.
Ah men khedoodo, soto, odo we dehketo. (Habibi dah)
I can't stand her cheeks, voice, face and smile.
Arabt meno, ashekt naro we reketo. (Habibi dah)
I got close to her, I longed for her fire and style.
Jab se hoo wei moo laat kaat. Jadusa hoo gaaie sari raat
From the moment I met you the nights became like beautiful magic
Salemto alby hata abl makalimo. (Habibi dah)
I submitted my heart, even before I spoke to her.
Maho kan fe baly, we fe khayaly barsemo. (Habibi dah)
Since in my mind, and my imagination, I had been drawing her out.
Teri nazar ke mei gulam Dilmere atra kakan
I am a slave by the looks of you And my heart skips a beat
Palbar me kargaya mujpar kya jadu bas me tu kar kud parse kabu
in a instant you made magic on me, enough will you control yourself
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9/3/10
sharpie
I'v recently discovered how fun sharpies are to draw with.
This is a guitar man... with no face. faces are too hard to draw so I decided not to. anyway hear it is like pop art.ßΩß
9/1/10
You may now call me "Genius Artist Dude of Awesomeness".
This is the floor of my room. It used to be yucky... and green. Now it is beautiful and brown. I spent all day yesterday painting it... well actually I spent most of yesterday cleaning it and then the rest of the day painting. But it was worth it. The tree actually turned out much better than I thought. Usually when I try something big and cool and permanent like this it just turns out stupid. But it turn out rather well this time. It's not quite finished yet. I'm going to paint a big ball thing under the tree. That's why one of the roots looks disconnected. It's actually going behind the yet-to-be-painted ball. I'm going to do that in black or grey or something though and I don't have that paint right now. so I'll just have to wait. Ignore the pile of stuff with a broom in the background. I have some Sheetrock repair I've got to do.
Here it is from a different angle.
My room.
I'll post another picture latter when all the furniture is back in it.
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