Tuesday, January 31, 2012

I have a thing for big bulgy eyes

Yes. I just posted. But with that kinkajou on my mind I had to post more adorable animals. Here are some of my favorites.

Fox Bats & Fruit Bats


Creepy? Maybe. But look at the eyes!! :D


Pugs & Boston Terriers


Awww, they look so ignorant and cute! The pug is sticking out his tongue!!


Teacup Pigs & Ryan Gosling 


Don't even tell me you can say no to those faces. See here for proof of teacup pigs. And Ryan Gosling... no woman, nay, no man could deny that smolder.


Foxes & Frogs



O hai, just dooin mai fing. Kan I halp yoo? 


Geckos & the Ugly Baby Shark


Even ugly baby shark is cute. Look at his gross bulging eyes! It's like he's just shouting "LOVE ME..." and the gecko is just awesome. And he knows it. 


Cownose Ray & The Blowfish



Water animals are so weird. And just funny. Cownose rays look like they smile from underneath and feel like velvet covered in slime! Aww!! Slime! :D :D


Sea Turtles &Tootless


Well since the sea turtle is one of the few rare animals I have seen in it's habitat, it now holds a place in my heart. And toothless is awkward :)


Anger Management Turtles


No more caption needed.

Monday, January 30, 2012

I Love the Idea of Open Flesh and Synovial Fluid.

Grody grody grody grody grody....

Oh sorry, I'm back from looking at google images of ganglion cysts. I don't recommend it.

And on that happy note, I get surgery tomorrow!! Is it a big deal? Probably not. Sounds like a simple procedure in which they will open my flesh on purpose and remove something my body has naturally produced. 

But grody grody grody....

I don't like open wounds! I don't know how functional my hand will be. Sure, it's not my dominant hand, but still!  I haven't every had my body opened on purpose!! I don't like the sound of it... Sad face :(

Well enough with the complaining. Let's find something positive! 

Like guitar! I like that thing. It's good to me. And honey filled plastic bears. They are good too. 


And this adorable animal I studied in third grade!

THE KINKAJOU!!



The image came up when I searched for the honey bear picture... and I put this picture up instead of said honey bear. It's cuter and a little more unique. Say it with me... "Awww...." :)


Click it. I dare you to deny the cuteness up close as he stares into your soul. 

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Songs Without Words

There is something powerful in a song without words. Today I rediscovered that treasure that I set aside for too long.













You can tell that I like the mournful songs and the deeply involved.... if at least one of these didn't capture you...

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Why I Hate Henry David Thoreau

Some might ask why anyone would ever hate such a prestigious man. His writings are brilliant, they are bold and uncaring of what society thinks. And of course, he preaches nonconformism. He wants you to follow your conscience. How could I possibly hate this man?
Because I think he's nuts. So here is my letter to you, Mr. Thoreau.

Dear Mr. Thoreau,

Yeah, sure. Go live in the woods for a few years. Then tell me how awesome it was and how enlightened you now are because of it in your writing. It's cool. I wish I could ditch all responsibility too, but I would rather accomplish something that benefits other people than achieve some weird personal equilibrium. (Let's be real here, I won't ever be at an equilibrium.# Thanks though. You get an A for effort. But it's pretty selfish, so I'm gonna have to also give you an F for being a pansie and running away from your problems instead of facing them head on, like most people do. Not to be insensitive to your tough life, but come on. No offense. I'm just acknowledging the truth as I see it and going off of my conscience here. Like you say I should.

Oh, and you know that whole spiel on finding truth and accepting eternal realities and all that? That'd be great. Except you kinda refused to accept the reality that society isn't a demon set on ruining your life as an individual. Yes, society is stupid sometimes and they make retarded rules too, but they are good for some things. Like making murder illegal. That's a good one. And taxes #you know, the ones you never paid?), while they can be ridiculous, are often put to good use! Like making roads and schools and things like that. Society can be awesome!

I know you have the best intentions when you are telling us about nonconformism and that following society is bad, which is why I regret to inform you that preaching to me about nonconformism is really telling us to conform.... Just throwing that out there. Saying that you should be able to follow your conscience? Good! Even saying that you should stand up for your beliefs? Also good! Telling me that the rails ride upon me and that my life is too busy when you don't even know me or what I wish to accomplish? Twinges one of my nerves. And making me feel like you hate America because it has a form of government at all? Also upsets me. I'm a little patriotic okay? Sue me.

And to conclude, one of the biggest reasons I hold a high distaste for you? You sound like a way more sophisticated younger version of me. A version that still comes out every once in a while. One that I'm not as fond of as the me I am now. When expressing things, I think I might get a little preachy... So I like to think I understand you a little bit. Am I saying I am as great as you have been claimed to be? Not by a long shot. But I get you.You are passionate about how you feel. And for that, I give you the most respect. Just don't make me feel obligated to follow you. I respect you. But I hate you a little bit. Or a lot, but that's mostly because I am forced to read you because you're writings are... famous. And "good".

Sincerely,
Tom

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Bitter, breaking, bland and brash-
A censored thought is outward cast,
Time so senseless and time deprived
has often passed with one surprised,
Tick tock... tick tock... the moments never to be regained.

Brilliant, bold, beastly, broad,
Now eyes cast downward as they trod,
Once so youthful with more to give,
Struggle now for breath to live,
Back and forth... Back and forth... the motions seem the same.

Love,
Tom

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Oh yeah, I have a blog... I should probably update that....

Well, good news! I'm not dead.

In fact I'm very much alive. Despite wanting to curl up in a ball and cry about school sometimes, I feel... really fantastic. It's weird. Usually I try to come off as optimistic, but secretly I like to be a pessimist so I'm always pleasantly surprised when things go well. But lately I feel naturally optimistic. And I am so confused by this currently that while I type about it, my eyebrows are going up and down wildly.

Yep. That much.

I can't say I'm completely to blame for my positive attitude change. I've got some pretty swell people who have set me on this path. Chances are if you are reading this, you are one of them. When I feel like crap, I've had a lot of people ready and willing to help me get back on my feel. It's like their all compacted into one little magic drug pill that I can take and I'm instantly better. Something like this.
There are more people that would go into the drug, I just couldn't draw everyone accurately and I got lazy so I only did a few. I love you though, even if you aren't in the magical drug representation.

It's just so nice to know that the people you care about care about you too. Isn't that kinda why we are here and what it's all about? I think so. When you let someone in and they let you in, you just feel safe and secure and it makes going through the day a lot easier. You need to know that other people have hard times, and that better times are ahead. That's why I love you guys. You are fantastic. :)

Life is awesome you guys. Love it! Cause I love you!

Love, Tom

Friday, September 23, 2011

Random thoughts for the day:

I can blame the sumarians for screwing up my mind when I was younger. I was always thrown off, because time was counted by 6s (60 minutes to an hour) and money was by 10s. I'd always mix up the two. CURSE YOU SUMARIANS!

There are a few things that tend to die when I am stressed: my skin, my motivation, my social life, my blog, more motivation, and self confidence. But whateves. NBD

Lies are dumb. And gross. Don't tell them.

I'm either really good at reading people, or everyone else is pretty crappy at it. Which is fine either way I guess, because then I get a sort of upper hand. But not really. But maybe someday I will!

...Why is Jimmer here?

Dark colored skin is awesome. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so straight up white. I could be black, or poly. I'd even take some asian. But that's not really gonna change any time soon...

I respect real men! They are awesome too! Too bad they are all really confusing.

I want some yummy food. And someone to cuddle with. I'm cold and hungry.