For Real.

Somedays I sit, starin out the window
Watchin this world pass me by
Sometimes I think, there's nothin to live for
I almost break down and cry
Sometimes I think I'm crazy; I'm crazy, oh so crazy!!
Why am I here? Am I just wastin my time?!
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy!!
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

Cause sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders
Everyone's leanin on me
Cause sometimes it feels like the world's almost over
But then she comes back to me

My baby girl, keeps gettin older
I watch her grow up with pride
People make jokes, cause they don't understand me
They just don't see my real side
I act like shit don't phase me; inside it drives me crazy!!
My insecurities could eat me alive
But then I see my baby, suddenly I'm not crazy!!
It all makes sense when I look into her eyes

Not Afraid

(From Eminem's Not Afraid)

Ok quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap
I shouldn't have to rhyme these words
In the rhythm for you to know it's a rap
You said you was king, you lied through your teeth
For that fuck your feelings
Instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
And to the fans, I'll never let you down again, I'm back
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
Let's be honest, that last Relapse CD was ehhh
Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground
Relax, I ain't going back to that now
All I'm tryna say is get back, click-clack BLAOW
Cause I ain't playin' around
There's a game called circle and I don't know how
I'm way too up to back down
But I think I'm still trying to figure this crap out
Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't
This fucking black cloud still follows me around
But it's time to exorcise these demons
These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now


...aaaaand that is the line Guin wanted me to illustrate. So instead of a blog post, you get my drawing, because I have no more creativity in me tonight. Although now I kind of want to do a whole series of Eminem illustrations.

Underpromise, overdeliver!

So, I promised a lot of things. EVEN ALOT OF THINGS. Yesterday. Such as a GREAT POST! And PICTURES! And some sort of pigeon pun what was that even....

Anyway. I am only here to tell you that the day is about to come to a close, and unless I can pull some sort of angora bunny out of my ass, there is not going to be even one of those things in this post. WAIT A SECOND...

PHOTOBUCKET BOMB!

Yeah, I test liquor.

RAWR

Our wine cellar, circa two days ago

What. The. Fuck. Claw Machine, you have got to be kidding me.

Yeah, we got that cow. AND ALL HER FRIENDS.

Best album since Relapse. And yes, we got that many. To give to friends.

Twinkies don't kill people. Twinkies with guns kill people.

OK. I hope this sates you all for a while. Or at least until tomorrow.

Bad Meets Evil's Hell: The Sequel

This is basically why I haven't posted much in the last few days... or done ANY WORK on that fucking project that is due Monday. I've been listening to this album on loop, too absorbed to accomplish other things when it's playing.

It's a thing of beauty. Go buy it.