hang around

a little help please.

gross

i don't know what it its is but this picture grosses me out and at the same time, turns me on. maybe these things are the greeters at the door welcoming you to enter my brain. it gets weirder from here.

i dont know

inmate

why not.

street cred

rancho santa fe gangster.

I'm not feeling it.

mike morton was quite some guy. we have a lot of good stories about him. i wouldn't say that they are good stories or good natured, but  i think they shouldn't be repeated. anyways this picture of him was his last day. he showed up still drunk  from the night before and our foreman called him out. Morton just quietly replied "im not feeling it". and walked out, never to return, like a lone cowboy in sandals, walking off into that early morning sunrise, with the ruins of his old job to his back and a calming uncertainty for the road ahead. like a lone bull, leaving its herd behind, ready for anything, un-eager for that future paycheck, ready for that new mate, freedom from reality, and looking forward to that next drink........

SECURITY

for my previous job, i was in assets protection. i worked for Target. i had walky-talkies and hand-cuffs. im proud to say i helped take down a couple perps. i felt bad about it afterwards because, hey, people need stuff they cant afford. I just wish i caught some young, rich, white kids and scare the shit out of them.

delicatessen

I was the loader for a delivery truck. my drawing would have looked cooler if i drew the huge rock eating giant from "The Never Ending Story". the truck was filled with delicious looking flagstone crackers, meaty rocks, cinder-block bread cubes, and to wash it all down, some nice masonry sand or a stiff glass of Decomposed Granite......................... i wish i ate rocks.....

robo

thats what you get for drinking non-alcoholic beer.

nipple inspector

hmmmmmmmmmmm. yes........ these ones will do just nicely......... your hired.

thing

real blood

i got a cut on my finger and smeared my blood all over the ticket book. then i drew these pictures around the blood smears. it looked cooler when it was all red. but it has now turned rust brown.

construction

Eat what you kill

if you had to eat what you kill i bet there would be a lot less murders.

togetherness

I think this is what goes on in Womens restrooms.

shipwreck salvage