Sometimes I Worry About Myself
Looking through my current (ie. not bored of it enough to buy a new one yet even though it's not full) concepting notebook, I've come to this stunning conclusion: I'm a freaking freak. Good thing I have a job in advertising.Keep me away from your children.
posted by Rikki | 9:26 AM
10 Comments:
You are dating me... Have you SEEN my blog. I scare myself sometimes...
You gotta buy a new sketchbook before the old one is finished. It just isn't right to not buy a new one (pick the negatives out of that one) whenever the opposrtunity presents itself. This way you have all your half-formed ideas spread all over your existence where you'll never be able to review and push them through to full formation.
In other news, last night Lucinda and I were discussing children (no, not like that) but I quite seriously was talking about breeding an army and keeping them chained like slaves ready to do our bidding. So, you're not the only one that really shouldn't be allowed. Kids chained in the basement is kinda a romantic image, doncha think? In a Goonies-way.
Fuck, I love The Goonies.
How did they get that huge ship inside the rock???
They were pirates!!
...and that One-Eyed Willy was a crafty fella. Hell, he built a playable pipe organ out of bones and maybe some real organs. That woulda taken some doing.
GHOSTSHIP coming to get them :)
or maybe the set designers did it
Do you think Josh is breeding an army of chained slave children?
ALMOST DEFINATELY YES... I was wondering why he was trying to convince me to call him daddy...
Uhh, that might be slightly different. Did he have his video camera out?
No camera... But I wasn't wearing pants. All 15 of his children were there, dressed like indians and poking me with spears.
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