Chocolate goat penises.

My wireless connection has gone from bad to worse, and I haven't even bothered trying to use the internet for most of this week. I don't know what to do about that. So I went to the Gary Kelley lecture, and it was really great - he was one of those illustrators that I definitely respected, but that I never felt much emotional connection to. But I was really wowed by the stuff he showed in his presentation. Aside from his pastel work, he also does some AMAZING monotypes, and he actually has a book illustrated with monotypes coming out about the blues legend robert johnson selling his soul to the devil. I wanna get it. I figure I'm not THAT terrible of a cousin, since I had to fulfill my academic obligations. I mean, he'll have more birthdays, right?

I got extremely tequila-d last night. I have a drawing of a vagina on my arm that won't wash off. Good thing I'm not hungover though, cause around noon I'm going to be DRIVING TO PASADENA! Woo. Road trip! I have exactly one hundred dollars to fund this trip - and since pretty much all of that is going to go towards gas money and the motel (split four ways), I'm going to eat absolutely nothing but peanut butter sandwiches during the entirety of the trip. Driving down today, staying over sunday, driving up Monday. That's how we do.

That's that. I'm REALLY glad that it's spring break, I am definitely in need of a little away time from illustration so I can do my own thing. I'll tell you what kind of crazy springbreakian type of shit went down next week! It'll probably involve eating a lot of food at my parents' house. How are things Netherwards? Do they know what spring break is? Do they know what SPRING is?

PS Nikko, I thought you'd be interested to know that I'm currently compiling the Gangrene Pudding discography. I think I'm going to make them a website at the start of the summer, complete with album art and (hopefully) promo photos. The Pudding will live!