Archive for October, 2008

Fallen

Posted in Photography, Rambles on October 29, 2008 by fatkevin

We got hit with some early lake effect last night. I kept on getting up from sleeping every 1/2 hr thinking someone was breaking into our place. It was just the trees falling onto houses.


Bleeps, Bloops & Robot Farts

Posted in Rambles, Rough Drafts on October 24, 2008 by fatkevin

Man, another couple rollercoaster days.  One of the big wigs here had some story to tell as to the fact that the recession is just a state of mind.  I beg to differ.  I almost lost the other designer here to some big corporation this week.  It was almost set in stone, he was close to having his letter of resignation typed up and there was a shit tsunami going on in an attempt to pick up the pieces to find a replacement.  A little ring-ring on the telephone moments later and the whole thing had fallen through.  This big corporation decided the funding wasn’t there as they gotta tighten up their purse strings so they could only guarantee a 3-4 month contract.  Bad news for him, good news for me.

Ginger Homies

Posted in Illustration, Rambles on October 17, 2008 by fatkevin

Sometimes you have those up and down weeks. Not crazy up and downs, just little ones like a kid sized roller coaster. The uncomfortable ones that you have a hard time sitting in cos they’re so small that tiny rolls and jolts seem a little more amplified. I’m not even sure if that fuckin makes any sense.  Anyway, this week had some of those. From almost selling my house and getting a more expensive one that would lock me in at this job and possibly jeopardize some fun time I had planned for next year, to hearing that a homie in Auz might not be coming back cos he’s havin so much fun. He’s yet to reply about it. Get at a brother!

Bombs Away – The Re-up

Posted in Illustration on October 15, 2008 by fatkevin

Ok so here is the finished Bombs Away girl. There’s a couple things I’m not that happy about with it but I’ll work on it for the next one.

You’re F’n Crazy

Posted in Rambles, Riffin on October 10, 2008 by fatkevin

My neighbour has OCD or some shit. The chick is nuts. She’ll shovel her driveway at 6 in the morning when it has a half-centimeter of snow on it (that will eventually melt before the afternoon). She’ll rake her lawn if there’s 6 leaves on it. The lady is meticulously crazy.

Lil’D came home from work yesterday and went to put Lucky outside for some relief and noticed a pile of dog shit (2 days worth) right at the backdoor, probably waiting to be stepped on. There was only one suspect to this situation and it was crazy neighbour lady. The dead give away was the fashion to which the evidence was displayed; shit formed in a near perfect circle, meticulous. Not some random half-ass pile.

Now, you think that such a childish endeavor would be perpetrated by individuals of a much younger age, but my neighbours are at least in their late forties. A mature response, such as a friendly note or face-to-face discussion however is beyond her abilities. She would rather wait until we are off to work, seeing that she is at home all day being crazy.

Lil’D decided to go over and discuss the situation with her like a grown woman would do. Things were said and now we’re not friends with her. Apparently when you’re crazy you should be there behind your dog catching its shit in a bag before it even has a chance to touch the ground. The funny thing is we clean up after our dog every 2-3 days, which I think is acceptable. She does not. She does however think it’s acceptable to intrude on to our property, trespass into our gated backyard and arrange our dogs shit in hopes that we will step in it.

So this song is for you.

Bombs Away!

Posted in Illustration on October 9, 2008 by fatkevin

I’ve been f’n around with illustrator for a minute. Got this half done thing to put up if you want to take a look.

Get on with it already.

Posted in Illustration, Riffin on October 3, 2008 by fatkevin

God this rain is depressing. Turn it in to something I can have fun with!

Get stoked for the weekend.