Belphegor - 08-11-2005 - Updated Tue/Thu/Sat

Case in Point

I squeak out about this subject a lot, but I am consistently amazed at the Inter-web-online-net. Web is an excellent word for it, because every turn brings you to a nexus, a churning, seething node which can send you off in any direction. It is ideal for the tangental thinker, one willing to run down whatever path has the shiniest promise. This is mostly why I link to so many things, as I feel it's a compelling way to reflect my multifaceted soul. I take in light, and send beams of color in many directions. WORSHIP ME!

Okay. Better now.

Going to art school has me thinking about "art". When ever I go to an art show, or see something like street art, I get this itch to go paint some strange dadaist landscape of oil pumping towers covered in cancerous growths against a storming green sky, or something. But getting the image on paper is trickier than it seems. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I just want to appreciate art, rather than make it. But there's that itch, that nagging burr in the back of my skull, that twitching in my hands, that watering in my eye that tells me when it's time to make something weird. I'm mostly excited about school because I'll finally have the fingernails to properly scratch that itch.

I'm a big dork, and I love fantasy as much as the next Elvish speaking freak, but this guy took it a bit too far. He deserves an honorary Darwin Award. Honorary, because despite his best efforts, his chain mail clad antics did not get him killed.

In other news, there's some controversy over John Roberts, Bush's Supreme Court nominee. The Neo-Con world is getting flustered, as the enraged and rabid left-wingers start catching on to the battle tactics and turning them on the perplexed Bible thumping plunderers.

Speaking of which, the Liberator was supposed to be a tongue in cheek parody of right-wing morality and neo-con ambition. I am sad to say, even the parody could never do justice to the reality. Folks, say hello to Liberality For All. Read the preview. Really. Ten percent of the profits go to the Freedom Alliance Scholarship Fund, founded by America's best bud, Oliver North. Try as I might, I cannot make fun of this enough to satisfy my needs. I know, I'm a hypocrite, espousing one ideology and mocking another. But I'm right and they are ridiculous! Take that!

Also, I actually have that toilet shirt, courtesy of my friends Michy and Tom. Check out their stuff. (I drew the shirt wrong, but I wasn't wearing it at the time, being at my day job.)