BIG MAR

Feliz cumpleaños lady

Thanks for my life and for letting me soak your shirt with black salty tears and mocos, Dumbo-baby mine style.  And for letting me write on it, thugged out stomach style.

Our jam...

SO WE MEET AGAIN...

Last night I dreamt the Dodgers lost game 1, 4-3, in some 9th inning Broxton bullshit.  So now I'm scared.  Thoughts of 'oh eight assCole Hamels, the flaming hawaiian and el cucui Matt Stairs haunt me.  I can't help but think I'm being set up for disappointment deja vu reloaded.

 I love, love, love that the Dodgers made quick work of the competition in the NLDS again despite the skeptics again- myself included .  Ravech, I knew I hated your guts. You're my boy Neel!  Wait, I think Neel picked the Phils in the NLCS,  so kill that noise. 

  LA did it, even without those haters over at prayersonline.net trying to come up on my hard earned paypal monies.  Listen "cameron", I don't need YOU to talk to MY God, and he won't try to shake me down ethier. They eventually posted my prayer, long after the Dodgers had swept,  thanks for nothing internet prayer circle.  I'll stick to veladoras and Padre Nuestros. THINK BLUE!

LIGHTS OUT

Stupid power outage (16+ hours) yesterday rendered me stupid bored.   Nothing got done. Bit of advice, don't apply rouge by candlelight, you'll look like a hussy once you hit the flourescent. 

CERTIFIABLE

If you missed the opening, the Certified Participants group show will be up all month long, concluding with a hallowienie roast.  (I don't know if they'll actually have wienies but there will be partying)  ANNND  Sean and company will be opening up the spot every Wednesday & Saturday this month for drawing club/ show viewing (except this saturday because everyone should be at the Ahn sisters, Roots show)

PostScript:  I WANT TO GO TO THERE!!!!  (tonight, please?)

  

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DON'T THROW ME AWAY

A few months ago, Will of The Mumlers asked that I draw up something for their sophomore release, Don't Throw Me Away. (Which is out everywhere TODAY, yall.) Now, I was hesitant because that shit never works out. There's far too many people to please and I have far too many insecurities about my own ability to have others call it into question. I always feel too sucky for big projects...shows-residencies-commissions-murals-tattoo sketches-grad school-marriage. You can't lose if you don't try- aim low. (Now you know, if I've ever passed on something, it's usually me not you.) Now, that they actually got me to commit (HUGE) in the first place is pure circumstance. No knock on the Mumlers, because I love their music, but I DID just happen to get on board around the new year- a susceptible time of reflection and over ambitious pinky swears of change.

I was crazy obsessed and whiny through it all. Luckily there were folks around buttressing my sunken shoulders through the whole process. Feedback from the band/ label helped as did Ramo telling me to think all bad cause everyone else does. (: Thanks guys. I also figured this is right in line with my dream to leave a legacy of merchandise tucked away under glass cabinets in my basement like ex-pro wrestlers. Finally I'll have something other than digital files to remember my originals by.

I did all the text & innards by hand, and the layout.

They also used one of my woodburned pieces for the pink 7in single. Here's the video for that single...

This one is my favorite

Their official record release party is set for later this week...

Addendum: The Mumlers are on the itunes home page, they did a fun treatment for the band with some of the elements of the album cover, like my font and drawin.

EARTH LAPPED THE SUN

In observance of my favorite Canadian national holiday, Canada day (also my birthday) my Mom took to the wild of Joseph Grant county park and captured a butterfly for me to whisper a wish to and set free. Straight biting a scene from her novela, where Jose Maria gifts Violeta with the same. It really is the thought that counts though, she went to such great lengths. She may or may not have knowingly ignored warning signs designating the area as a butterfly sanctuary. (Sshh!)

Here's what the internet tells us...according to a Native American legend because butterflies do not omit sound you can trust they won't run their mouth about your hearts' desire until they reach the Great Spirit in the sky. In gratitude of you giving the butterfly it's freedom your wish is granted.

I'm still waiting on it.

My dad is just asking for me to become the crazy bird lady.
He gave me the two new shorties on the left.

Got some other rad $tuff...Dodger thangs, DVDs and this rad drawing from Ricardo.

I wonder if this is my coming of age birthday. :)

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Real quick.

The Dodgers had not lost more than 2 consecutive games all season long. So when they went into a 4 game skid this past week, I panicked. I really felt that they would never win again. I've been spoiled during the first half. Lets reset with this clip of Conan switching allegiance...

WORLDS ARE COLLIDING

...and I like it.

Pau first pitchKemp & Ariza BFFThe Machiinneeee throw ballOdom & KershawKobe & McDonaldO Dawg's head behind Odom during the playoffs♥

PADRE E HIJA

Yeaaah! Double exposure and ruffled tuxedo shirts.
Love you Puchie.
Happy Father's Day!

CHAMPS

A parade! I get to see a victory parade tomorrow! Not since Shaq's rendition of Rob Base & Easy Rock's It Takes Two and mormon Mark "Mad Dog" Madsen's bilingual declarations of three-peats and "cua-tro" have I been witness to one of those. Yeee!

I almost felt bad after wins throughout the playoffs. I mean, really ABC? Were all the heart breaking stories during halftime necessary? And it's always the opposing team's #1 fans that have the hard luck or inspirational story. In the w.conference finals we had uplifting Nicholas with spina bifida and that touching b-roll footage of his friendship with loveable giant Mutumbo. There was little Ryan, whose love for the Orlando Magic brought him out of his selective mutism. Then belting out the national anthem each night, a darling autistic 7 year old named Gina Marie. At some point, I think I was resigned to the fact that it wouldn't be so bad if LA lost. Stupid, right? Now I just figure, Orlando has Dwight Howard, and those kids are little...they'll see a championship. I'm gonna enjoy it now because looting and keeping Ariza vs Odom is bringing me down.

CAN YOU BUY ME THESE?!

As if I ever need a reason to throw some Teen Wolf & Lil Wayne on this bitch blog. . . (look for the Magic ally oop to tenor Ralph Tresvant)

I'm on the facebook now. I'm already regretting it and not for the obvious reasons. But because everytime I go on there, I'm face-to-screen with this dude. (I can't post the picture, because then he would win) Whhhhy!? Why carne asada neck face guy, even out of my peripheral it's too much. Ughhhh, it's Brujeria's Matando Güeros album cover all over again. How am I their target audience? I've never in my life even taken a sin stick to my mouth. How about a little ingenuity with the adverse-ments instead of faces of death. I'm missing those Truth ads right about now.

En Fuego...

opens tonight, 7-9pm

I'll tell you what is en fuego, my stomach. Or it was yesterday on my way home from Seaside. Taking the winding hwy 1, tipping point. I sincerely apologize to the day shift of undisclosed gas station for completely demolishing their public restroom with my breakfast spew. I hope those get sprayed down with a high powered hose or something less disgusting.

Thanks to all the folks over at the gallery for their help with the install, as I just directed from my perch trying to keep from tossing my cookies. If I hadn't been dying, I would have stuck around to explore. I saw all kinds of browns, and all kinds of thrifts. Maybe in 6 weeks. Show is up 6 weeks.

Tiny 4" x 4" rings

quequito & elote

FACE!(as my nephew Vic says) & cuernito