Sunday, September 27, 2009

Dr. Ben Gustafson

A collection of quotes from Mr. Ben Gustafson, always giving his two cents from a medical standpoint. Ben is the slowest genious I know.




"Drink a shot of tequila, it kills the food poisoning."

"That's the shit that'll plug you up in the butt. It coagulates. Bad news."

"That bottle of whiskey neutralizes the ground beef. Fact."

"I'm not scary, I'm stupid."

"You just got freaked out, your stomach acids started acting up, then you got Douglas. You're fine."

"You don't need annual physicals, just go till you fall over. That's all I got."

"I'm retarded, always."

-Dr. Ben Gustafson

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Spit Bikini Lady

Spontaneously creating images from shapes of fallen saliva.



Jonas Michilot/Big Kitty Collab

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Road Voyage. Leg One.

Salt Lake City to Minneapolis. One Hyundai, two amigos.


J'espere qu'il fait bon.

9.24.2009


Buster Brown

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Pumpkin Loiterers.

I took a photo of these kids at the grocery store across the street from my house. They seriously lounged in these pumpkins for over an hour, but they were pretty fresh nonetheless. 



Hands

Fingerpainting is a forgotten gem.


Stay tuned.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Patrick Swayze Dies at 57.

I never really was a huge fan of Patrick Swayze, but evidently he died yesterday of an ongoing pancreas complication he'd endured for the past year and a half, or so. Here is a writeup from the Associated Press.


Here he is with his horse.


Rest in peace Patrick Swayze.

Monday, September 14, 2009

9.14.09

Painting. September the 14th 2009. 


Failed Global Economy. 


Sheet Metal

The skeleton to the bench seat on my bike. I'm in the process of finding a stitched leather cover for it.


The gas tank is actually it's exact colour in these photos. In the last ones I posted, it appeared brighter than it actually is, more of a candy apple. In person, it's pretty dark.



Sunday, September 13, 2009

Peanut Butter Man.

Last night, while working in Vietnam, I realized how much I really loved the smell of peanuts. It hit the spot, but I didn't take it as far as this guy.




Peanut Butter Man