Whoa Nellie

The decals turned out so much better than I could have ever dreamed. They lay almost flush with my crap and look so much like they actually came as part of it. Any inconsistencies that you see are just dust/lighting issues.
They are neurotically perfect.
I am beyond thrilled.
A biggin' for my caplet...


One for my raygun holster...



and my boots kick so much ass I don't even know what to say.


Who has space purpose now?
I sure as fuck do.

Why you ask?

Because I have started viewing everything differently and patterns make me feel happy and comfortable.

The vinyl touches

It was brought to my attention that I cannot just be out in space without a purpose. Insignias obviously provide you some purpose for doing whatever it is that you are doing. Without one, my costume is just some broad from the future's past out in space. With one, I become some broad from the future's past out in space on business.

Photoshop and I had to create something verily simple because this will be made into a thin, super shiny, black vinyl decal-esque sticker (with the white being transparent). I wanted it to be semi stereo typical so that you may feel like you have seen it somewhere before... yet haven't.
I will have one (about 4x4) on my clear vinyl caplet and then on the outside of both my boots (about 2x2).
If it blows, please holler at me now before the poor boy goes crazy on the $1,000,000 special vinyl decal creating robot machine.

Puke

If you ask me to turn you into a pretty pretty princess, one should expect that all of your status updates will look a little something like this...

It makes me ache with repulsion. It's fabulous.

Germs, Witchcraft, & Bear Punching... Oh My!

Today everyone's work week draws to a close and a fresh one starts for me. I spent the majority of this week infested with germs, sleeping, and (as usual) watching assloads of awesomely bad movies. I thought I would take this opportunity to present this weeks Hulu's Horribly Awesome Movie Awards....


The award for "Everybody hates me because I'm the fat ugly one" goes to....
The Spell.
A loose Carrie knock-off featuring over brushed hair, half-assed teenage angst, a super young Helen Hunt, and editing so poor you have no clue whats happening.
Yikes!

The winner of the "It's unbelievable that I didn't hate this fucking movie" is...
Trolls 2.

The "Sweet Satan, this movie just might kick ass" award is bestowed upon...
At the Earth's Core
Really bad props charm me (bonus points if shag carpet is involved).

Winner of the "Holy Shit, is that Tom Selleck?" award is...
Daughters of Satan
No one is going to argue a movie with a tagline like "A secret cult of lust-craved witches torturing with fire and desire."
That PLUS a pampered mustache equals awesome and you fucking know it.

The "Your husband is a total dick" winner clearly is
Terror in the Haunted House

This brings us finally to what currently stands as the Grand PooBah of the ALLLLLLL the worst movies yet created.
It purely exists to make me pee my pants.
Kudos for hilarious over dubbing, super-tarded storyline, weapable soundless editing, AND for punching a bear in the face...
Mr. "Arnold Strong" in Hercules in New York

Well done, Sirs.
Amazing.

Ever since I flipped

Both sides of the coin

On one hand, I made a sweet little clear vinyl caplet for my sweet little costume and finished up my helmet. On the flip side, Alpha and I sat on our asses for 7 straight hours and downed an entire season of Project Runway along with half the candy in Portland.

In honor of my worthy attempts at laziness, here is the first song I heard today.

Sharp Tiny Teeth

It was all Mercury Rev today.

Open up your chest for me and i will build a house

Tuesday's musical crush out as been brought to you by Man Man.

I may have been the last person on Earth to fall in love with them but, maybe they just saved the best for last...



They have many videos and these are my favorites. Plus, one cannot really go wrong with a song called 10lb. Moustache.

10:30 am