Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Consider this- Double standard of smiles

SMILE! I'm sure we all have that annoying ass friend that wants us to SMILE allllll the fucking time! Well in humans that's usually seen as a good thing. As a sign of confidence and hey, come talk to me cause I'm smiling and baring every one of my teeth like Gary Busey.
So why is it when an animal shows its teeth it's a sign of BACK
THE FUCK OFF BITCH OR I WILL EAT YOUR FACE! Kind of a double standard of smiles? When animals show their teeth people either, run,
play dead, or get anything sharp and spear like to they can turn into cave men and catch dinner.

















The only animal that looks friendly showing it's teeth is Animal.
Word up to Animal. Little hot mess. He needs a brow wax.


Monday, July 19, 2010

Consider this- Lil Weezy and Humpty Dumpty's love child




Hey kids!
Sorry for the short hiatus of blogging.



So check this portrait I found at Beth's Cafe! I swear the person that drew this was either baked or shrooming or... both. Which is fine with me, cause I found this super entertaining and I felt that all you folks should see it too!






Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Consider This- Party's back-on bitches!

Holy shit. Thanks to Burton, now every 16 year old skater/snowboarder/skinny jeans wearing/ hair flipping, muffin chasing teenager is going to be stealing their mom's credit card to order this puppy. This backpack comes equipped with storage for 36 beers to quickly snatch for your drunk buddies through its top opening, a bottle opener zipper pull, an integrated speaker system with auxiliary input for your Ipod or whatevs. A self-draining ice storage so you don't get soggy, plus an included golf towel (that you will use to wipe away the vomit from drinking 36 beers). Oh but there is more, a flask to fill with booze, cause the beer is NEVER enough, dice, beer condoms (cause no one likes a sweaty beer), and ping pong balls.



Party in a fucking bag? I guess. Shit for a $168 dollars this bag better tell me compliments while I swig vodka on the bus, and throw ping pong balls at the crack heads.


Monday, July 12, 2010

Consider this- The radest douche hair. Ever.


Not so much of a fan of hair art on boys. I think its cause I've seen everything from a phone number to a Nike sign shaved into the back of some dudes head. Having a shooting star that reaches around your head is not cool. Or sexy. You look like an utter ra-tard. And its well... Only worse if its accompanied by a Mohawk.


This guy is a repeat offender. I have
protected him from an angry mob by blacking out his eyes.









So, today's lesson in Considerisms is. Having a pattern, character or anything shaved into your head makes you look like a douche. Unless your this dude. He can any muffin in the bakery I'm sure.

Inconsiderism- Art Sharks


I'm sure everyone would assume that myself being an artist and all, And well going to art school and liking it a whole lot, would want to date a dude that was super into art as well. Well you're fucking WRONG!


There are a couple types of art sharks: The I don't know jack shit about art, but want to get in your pants shark.


This art shark is the guy who wants to do annnnnnything to get to know "What kind of art you do?" and "What kind of art do you like?" Simply because he doesn't know a single fucking thing about art. But hey guess what, I'm not the SAM. And I don't provide a service to dudes who "Want to see what art I like." Fuck that. Figure out what you're into yourself, and don't try to like art cause you think chicks will like you and give you their muffin. Douche.


The other kind of art shark is: The I googled William Blake, and Frida Kahlo and will try to then talk to you about "What you see in it?" Because they are still trying to get the muffin.


Fuck... This is all I want to say to this type of art shark. Probably just like this, "Listen dude! I spend 20 hours a week talking about art, and making art, and feeling art. So back the shit off! I don't want to talk about its color choices or composition, or even the fucking line value. Or how the artist died. So please go try and fuck some other chick cause you and your tribal tattoo aren't doing it for this muffin!"


There are variations of art sharks, but what they want to talk about, and are looking for out of the deal is the same. They want to you to talk, while they stare at your boobs, and try to get the muffin.





Saturday, July 10, 2010

Consider this- Tribal tattoos


Tribal tattoos are probably the most ridiculous style of tattoo. Every time I see one, all I want to say is, so what tribe are you from? White kid from the burbs who needed to be a bad ass, and marked up his body with some bullshit tribal tattoo that has no shred of meaning what so ever? I mean it goes super well with your guido gelled hair and your 2nd degree burn er- tan.






Pretty sure when unwrapping a man present I would prefer to not find a tribal tramp stamp on a dude. Doesn't really swoon me or... Um ya know. If you get the urge to mark up your body with a bunch of criss-crossing lines that resemble barbwire. -- For Christ sake do it in sharpie. At least that shit comes off, so you don't look like a permanent douche bag.












Friday, July 9, 2010

Inconsiderism- lost appointment...?

Had an appointment at 2pm. Go to the place. Signed my name in on a sheet, and waited. Waited... Waited. Listened to some bitchy 18 year old slut about how she shouldn't have to fill out paperwork while her evil second head of a friend talked for her. Wtf?

Here I am. STILL fucking sitting here waiting for my 2pm appointment and its oh a few clicks on the clock away from 3pm.

Fuck my life, and your inconsiderate ass!