I found this freaky artist named Mark Ryden whilst I was doing my usual meandering around this shithole called the internet. This has to be some of those most creepy looking shit I've ever seen, and he seems to have this facination with raw meat, too cool.
Oh ya, I added a stories section to the navagation menu over there on the left. I'm going to start posting little amatuerish graphic novels of funny little stories that have happened to me.
Why? I'm glad you asked. Because its my goddamned site, and I can put whatever in the hell I want to put on here, so shut up, you know you love it.
My first (and only right now) entry is about a trip I took to Houston. Now, its pretty short, and hopefully the ones that follow will be longer, but for now that's all you get.
Now I know that its some pretty crappy artwork, but whatever, kinda adds to the charm and kitsch of it all. I'll prolly dig out my digital tablet for later editions, but that's all that I've got for you this go 'round. Sure I'm no Coop, but I used to design my sites with freaky little interfaces, but that was before I realized that content comes before eye-candy. There's that and the fact that if you give me shit, I'll send you a box of poop!
That pic above is copyrighted by Mark Ryden, I don't claim to own it, yada yada, insert boring disclaimer, for the purposes of covering my own ass, here.
