In preparation for this weekend’s Roy Orbison/Elvis Presley tribute show at The Pabst.
Throwback Thursday - that time I busted Mogwai with catnip and had to lecture her.
KITTEN DOESN’T WANT TO BE FED. KITTEN WANTS TO HUNT.
(My new project is photoshopping kittens into my favorite movies! Message me if you have any awesome movie suggestions.)
I would totally take Mogwai to see this on opening night.
Get to da new office art - go! Do it now!
Favorite Tumblr couple
[translated: I wish you could’ve seen the big ole smile that came to my face when coming across this reblog just now]
One of my co-workers photographed the top image as I jokingly walked up to our company picnic like Bigfoot. It turned out looking like I was on a mission. Like guys who walk away from an exploding building and never look back.
Aimee saw this photo and turned it into a meme. My wife has skillz.
Cape Cod Evening. (at BVK)
Wisconsin State Fair tomfoolery.
I found a series of these on my phone. Evidently Mogwai has been taking selfies while I’m away from my phone.
Give your cat the F L O A T I N G J U D G E M E N T B O X to allow them to stare at your half finished work from afar
, you must get this
" One must always keep the tools of statecraft sharp and ready. Power and fear - sharp and ready."
"Snuffles, are you reciting Baron Harkonnen quotes at me?"
"The day hums sweetly when you have enough bees working for you."
Dune Cat, coming 2015
Hell, I want a floating judgement box for myself, even.
So, my husband was dancing on the stage with Vanilla Ice like some basic bitch. (at Wisconsin State Fair)
I was on stage dancing with Vanilla Ice and I touched him in a (mostly) non-sexual way.
So, my life is pretty much complete now.
GO NINJA, GO NINJA GO!
Yes, Vanilla Ice had a personalized Milwaukee Brewers jersey. And I was the one guy who knew every word to “Hit ‘em Hard Ice” off his second album.
I still find dick jokes hilarious. By that, I of course mean detective jokes. Why?
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