You have just returned home from a long working week of drawing for a living.
Choose from the following options:
a) Work on web comic. b) Finish horse comic. c) Rest your goddamn hand you freak.
You have chosen: Ignore all of the above and work on something you might not ever finish properly because damn would you look at this hot mess what even.
You have died of dysentery.
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“The volume of water hit me so hard it tore my hands loose from the rope and I fell. And when I fell I lit on the track and my head fell right across the rail. Right here” — he pointed to the back of his neck. “I had a headache for a few hours, I remember. Mildred Harris’s house was nearby, and she gave me a couple of stiff drinks — this was during Prohibition, when you couldn’t just stop any place for a drink.
“I woke up the next morning, my head was clear, and I never stopped working. But years later, I’m down at the Soldiers’ Home in Sawtelle. They won’t release you out of that until they’ve X-rayed everything you’ve got. If you’ve got dandruff, they’ll keep you there. The doctor calls me in and says, ‘When did you break your neck?’
“I said I never broke my neck. He says, ‘Look at this X-ray. The callus has grown over the crack, next to the top vertebra.’ I asked him how long ago he thought it happened. ‘It could be somewhere between ten and fifteen years ago.’ I started thinking back — it’s that damn fall on that track. Well, I never knew it. Never stopped working. That’s luck. No nerve pinched or anything. That’s a fluke. That could have ruined you… there are so many things in the vertebrae that could cause you trouble!”
— Buster Keaton, quoted in Kevin Brownlow’s The Parade’s Gone By
Reason no. 1521 that Buster Keaton was a complete nutcase badass.
(via fuckyeahbusterkeaton)
go to akinator. answer all questions truthfully about yourself except for “no” to “are they real” and “yes” to “are they from a tv show”.
….hhhhhhhuh
THIS ISN’T FROM A TV SHOW
AKINATOR YOU ARE FUCKING STONED
…I’m ok with that.
This thing is rigged.
(via vaporotem)
So we had our Backstreet Boys bonanza, and that was awesome and then we all went back to what we were being paid to do.
Insert serious working interlude of however many minutes.
It comes back on with Rebecca Black’s ‘Friday’.
This one huge dude who sits at the back who’s usually really quiet just slowly stands up and says-
“No.”
-and then he left and the speakers have turned off now but I can hear maniacal laughter and running down the corridor and is that a nerf gun going off oh my god.
OH MY GOD
THEY JACKED THE SPEAKER SYSTEM AGAIN
BUT THEY’VE FIGURED OUT HOW TO PLAY MUSIC ON IT
WE ALL JUST JUMPED OUT OF OUR SKINS BECAUSE BACKSTREET’S BACK ALRIGHT IS BLASTING OUT OF THE WALLS AT ABOUT 100 DECIBELS HOLY CRAP I AM ACTUALLY CRYING WITH LAUGHTER SHIT WHAT IS THIS
the hare! derived from the concept post of the becile bots via neckreduction (and definitely check that out first), he runs on coal and is satisfyingly rude in my books. (probably my favorite out of the three concepts) no doubt i can see this idea getting a lot of fruition!
my painting process is slowly becoming more solid and quicker, so i’ll probably tackle the skull and the jack some time today (maybe).