1: This dude came into the shop the other day, he said he wanted his name in script, and an eagle clutching his name, and his name is bleeding, and then the blood turns into the american flag. When asked what it meant by whatever sarcastic asshole asked him, he responded only "Freedom".
1: Not kidding.
2: That's kinda amazing.
1: He didn't get it. You're more than welcome to snag his idea.
2: I... don't think I could handle something like that. Maybe when I'm bald, have a handlebar mustache and ride a motorcycle everywhere.
1: I believe in you.
: I'm trying to be optimistic. I've been told I'm a bit negative.
: You? You see good in places I never do.
euphonic-noise: roryblank: Here’s a comic with a blobdude or something Makes enough sense. Yeah man. I don’t even know any more.
Oh hey. I went back and added photos to that blog entry from earlier, if you wanna see a bunch of photos of me hungover and/or shirtless.
2011 Kinda sucked but also didn't (part 2)
Updated with PHOTOS! Okay, so as I was writing part one of my personal retrospective for 2011, I got really sick, so I got to spend the last day of what was, really, a rather hectic year in a bed in a basement in Georgia, with as many blankets as I could find piled on top of me. Then, returning to Austin, and taking care of other business back in town, including a short-notice visit by my friend...