You're truly, truly scrumptious

So I got to thinking the other day how humans have attraction all wrong. And that in the wild it's the male bird who is pretty and shows off for the girl. I thought that sounded like an excellent practice for humans to take up, because personally I'm a little sick of make up and always looking pretty. So.. I decided that boys should do little songs and dances for girls they like and wear outlandish clothing. That's the girl way to a girl's heart.




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Project 365

So, I decided to start a project 365 blog, and what better day to do it than on my birthday? I will still be keeping up with this blog for the photography, writing, and sketches. It's called Daily Love Letters, and I am quite excited for it:)




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Oh, brother.

My brother, Thane, on being awesome:


I have spent a considerable amount of time and energy over the last few years becoming the person that I wanted to be. To a large degree, the person that I am today is a result of that time and effort. I'm not talking about "life decisions" and consequences of those decisions. I'm talking about deciding who to be and going and being that person.

Life is about living. It's about being.

Though, you should be warned. At the end of the day, if you succeed in being who you wanted to become, you will have become something bigger than yourself. Like Bruce Wayne, you run the risk of becoming consumed by your identity. And, you can't turn back. The moment Bruce Wayne became Batman, Bruce Wayne was lost forever. In Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, when Alice found her "muchiness" she acquired something that could never be lost.

When you become somebody, you run the risk of becoming "awesome." And, when you become awesome, you will have alienated yourself from everybody around you. You will have alienated yourself from the reality to which they belong.

You will, inevitably, become more alone than you have ever been. All because you decided to be somebody, and actually succeeded.



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Set your sights destroy this partyline.

(I just about died when I got some of the red paint on her face.)

Sometimes people put their priorities in silly places. And I am so sick of being the bad guy.  

I just wish it would go away.



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This fire grows higher.

I'm really bad about writing real blog posts. "Real". I'm debating whether I think this is a "real" problem enough to do anything about it. Eh, maybe later.



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