Wuhhh... How often do I ever get sick? Not very. So why not write about it? Yeah, there you go. Taste that phenylalanine. Mmmm.
I am in a very salty mood. Or maybe it's saucy. Or maybe it's actually that I'm just a little bit retarded, and unwilling to erase anything that I'm writing.
Unwilling or uncaring....
Ah, screw it. How 'bout we try this again when my mind is a little more together and you've got more time to fritter away on lame internet junk.
Ok, so this one's for people who watch TV from 10PM - whenever (the Adult Swim hours). You know that commercial for Taco Bell that has those two CG "9's?" And they're getting direction from their "director," who says that the ass-bomb burrito is "irresistible." Is it "irresistible?" Was it some other word? Eh, whatever. "It's irresistible, show me ... irresistible." And then the 9 on the right says, and I quote, "Which is it? Irresistible or delicious?" And that's basically the whole commercial. That's the whole commercial.
That's the whole commercial, what is wrong with you people?
Temporarily.
And on purpose.
Realistically I cannot complete an order at this point because I am relocating my equipment (and business). I can technically print a shirt or two, but that would have to be a special order. It would take a lot more effort, time and money. But not impossible, so if you'd like to go through all that you can contact me at damntheman@upstreamstudios.net and we can work something out.
Lately, I have been putting together a website for a friend of mine. I may as well go ahead and link to it (folksongsingalong.com), make the plug compelte. Complete. Often to help myself focus while I am working on a project, I will have at least something on in the background to "distract" me. Sometimes distractions help me to not get distracted, I can't really explain it further than that. Anyway, I am taking a little time out right now to write about my current distraction, television.
Today I was overjoyed to find that I had received my first comment to one of my posts on this weblog. And then I looked at it. "Make love, not war?" What the hell is that supposed to mean? Wh.. whhwhhwhat? (pronounced: "wuh wuh what?") Oh, (this is me thinking out loud) it's spam! Ok, now it makes sense, somebody in Russia wants me to buy drugs. Lots of drugs, apparently. Gee, I haven’t thought about amaryls in ages.
True salt of the earth, they are.
Today I strolled into town to check out the Coen brothers latest, No Country For Old Men. It's set in Texas (cowboy hats, Mexicans), back in 1980 (boxy cars, Javier Bardem's haircut). And then when I strolled on out of there, my Achilles tendon had for some reason tightened up (I know, what do you care), and I was forced to limp 2-3 miles home. I was alright with this, because it allowed me to imagine that I had been shot in the foot. Just like in the movies!
Doesn't that make you feel loved? Sure makes me go a big rubbery one.
This is the first of many entries to the new Upstream Studios blog (or "news") page. This will be your source for updates on new projects, designs, promotions, and.... if I feel like ranting about something. Not really much more than that to write about at the moment. In fact, I'm not really sure why I even wrote this. But, well... here you go.
cassidy