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Cool Fun Juice Tubs, 6li, click for 4 flavors of drinks to enjoy, animated for Male/Female/Kid/Static Held.
Great for parties and those that need the juice!
dang guys. These kids just killed me, so adorable.
Nothing in the world makes me happier than taking good pictures not even beyonce or my boyfriend, Caprisun. Leaving for lollapalooza tomorrow wooooooooo
We've been watching 'the annoying orange' youtube clips for 3 days now so this is what Leahy has us doing in Photo 2 to keep us busy since we have 9 people left in class.
photo credit goes to Leahy for this, I just did the photoshop and posed for the picture :)
There was a benefit show at El Burrito yesterday, so I snatched up the cameras and went down there for some tacos and tunes. Tunes were late, I'm not even sure if all of the bands got there by the time I left.
But I was only marginally there for the bands. It'd been a few days since I'd taken a photo, felt the itch to snap a Polaroid, and with a brand new pack loaded into the new SX-70 I was just seeing if anyone I knew showed up or if I'd have to drum up some new friends to photograph (I love doing that).
And in a flash of red hair, Lydia arrived. I've only photographed her on one other occasion, and at that point she didn't really look like herself since I had a makeup artist painting her with theatre paint. So after some chitchat, and shortly before that box of caprisuns, we made this little wonder together.
This is why I randomly venture out from my house sometimes, just for the chance to capture faces like this.
Geburtstagstorte / Birthday Cake - Micheldorf in Oberösterreich - Bezirk Kirchdorf an der Krems - Oberösterreich / Upper Austria - Österreich / Austria
you could be a model.
thank you, although i find that i am not thin enough and boring-looking. and i know that photos are more than comments and favorites. or i tell that to myself. but i can't ignore them.
sorry for all of the self deprecation.
I just had a family serving of soup and 3 caprisuns and now my stomach hurts. Nuts.
i'm sorry! but to be fair, any type of pain is worth the beauty that is capri suns
I really hope you don't get off of flickr because you inspire a lot of people.
i highly, highly doubt this. but thank you. i apologize for not being able to properly take a compliment.
HI. YOU DONT SUCK.
hi. thank you.
Prologue by Jerry Seinfeld:
Where to begin...
I guess we should start off anywhere really.
Timelines and shit are confusing, and the Atom is technically dead...
but fuck it.
I just revived him.
Now he's on his own, doing his own thing.
Let's see what he's up to.
-Seinfeld
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"I'M A VAMPIRE! I'M A VAMPIRE! I'M A VAMPIRE!" Ray screamed as he awoke himself. He realized he was in bed, alone, and was having a weird dream that awfully reminded him of the 1988 classic "Vampire's Kiss" movie.
"I uh... need to stop quoting Nick Cage," Ray reminded himself. He looked around to see the apartment he was currently living in. It was small and very dusty. It's almost like the apartment was forgotten, just like he had been. Almost everyone that he loved, and every friend he had, left him for the "real world". Superheroes were long gone now, and Ray was always the runt of the litter. People grew up, but Ray... Ray never got the hint. It took him a long time to realize that.
An alarm went off on his phone, and he saw that the time was 2:30 pm. His sleep schedule was never the same after doing night shifts at the JLA. Ray got up and walked to his kitchen, to find something to eat. Alas, only a sad reminder remained in the kitchen: a hole in the wall where Donna left and never came back. The symbolism in Ray told him that the hole reminded him of his heart, and how there was always a gaping hole in it that could never be repaired. He sighed as he went to the fridge and took out a Caprisun Roarin' Waters juice box. I didn't know they still make those.
Ray strolled back to his bed, where he crawled in and took a sip of his juice. This was his life. He never got out of bed to do anything. He never went out with "friends" for a drink. No job, no money, and sad and alone.
As fate would have it, however, this was not the end of Ray's adventure.
His phone rang. Ray looked at the phone in amazement. His phone hadn't rung in years. He looked to see that it was from an unknown caller.
Very suspicious.
So Ray decided not to answer, and let the call go to voicemail.
But the caller didn't leave a message after the beep, even though Ray SPECIFICALLY said to leave a message after the beep.
And the phone rang again.
This time, Ray became frustrated. He answered the phone and said,
"If this is a god damn prank call from one of you kids, or if you're a telemarketer, or you're Zazzles, or one of the god damn JLA members, I don't want to hear it."
The phone was silent.
"Hello?" Ray said into the phone. He almost didn't get an answer, but he heard a faint noise. Then, a speaker.
"Sup bitch. It's Atomic Flippers, aka ya boy Sparky."
What the fuck?
This is where we're going with this?
Ok.
Alright.
I'm down.
As long as Marky Mark doesn't make an appearance.
Anyways.
Ray jumped out of bed and smiled.
"Sparky?"
"Yeah boyyyyyyy."
"Holy flippers... what's happening my dude?"
"Tom Selleck."
"Uh, excuse me?"
"Tom Selleck. He's in danger, and we need to find him NOW."
...Seriously, what the fuck. I thought this was supposed to be serious. It's not? It is? What do you mean "it kinda sorta is?" Atomic Flippers, and Tom Selleck? AND HIM? No, we can't bring HIM back. You remember how much controversy that caused. What do you mean you changed the character a bit? That's not going to help. This is bad. This is... oh god this is an Atom story.
Anyways.
"Tom Selleck is in danger? How could the coolest man on the planet be in danger?" Ray asked.
"Listen, you just need to trust me. Meet ya boy at the old meet up place, and we'll talk there. Cool?" Atomic Flippers said.
"Oh we can't go there. That's controversial."
"Well that's too bad isn't it. Because we're going there."
"Poonton is NOT going to be happy..." Ray said.
Ray then turned off his phone, and turned to go put some pants on. Then he realized that this wasn't a job for Ray Palmer. No. This was an Atom adventure. But the Atom was sort of banned from existence. So, Ray thought of the next best thing, and put on the Atom suit with a cape and cowl.
It was the perfect disguise.
He then walked down to his old favorite restaurant, which should be familiar with the audience. Behind the desk sat a man that looked extremely familiar to Ray. But it couldn't be HIM. He had killed HIM off. Ray walked up to the man, and saw the hair, the clothes... almost everything was the same.
"Welcome to the Sushi place, I'm..." the man started.
"Him." Ray abruptly said.
"Uh... my name's-"
"Pong."
"No, it's Chad?"
What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening.
"Chad? Pffttt. Chad? CHAD? CHADDDD?" Ray started to scream.
"Hey aren't you the Atom?"
"CHAD?"
"That's me. I heard that you worked with my co-worker for a while..."
"CHAD."
"... and I was wondering if there was anything that I could do to you know, maybe make my super hero debut?"
"Chad, who the fuck are you, and why do you look just like-"
"We're told to look this way."
"By who?"
Let's not get on this topic boys.
"I know it's odd for a guy like me, ruggedly handsome and extremely talented to be working here-" Chad started.
"Listen CHAD, this place is amazing," Ray snapped back.
"... and I couldn't agree more! But I really need a better gig, and you're a-" Chad lowered his voice, "... a real life super hero!"
"Made entirely out of plastic buddy," Ray replied.
"Gimme a shot, please?" Chad begged.
"Excuse me," a voice said.
Ray and Chad turned around to see two police officers and a penguin. Ray recognized the penguin as Atomic Flippers, and the girl cop was weirdly familiar. Something was different but he could recognize her anywhere. ANYWHERE. That's why it was such a shock when he saw her.
"Donna?"
"Oh fuck-" Donna said.
"Wha... What the fuck are you doing here?" Ray asked.
"I could ask you the same question you ignorant-" Donna began, but was quickly stopped by her partner.
"I'm detective Ronnie. But you can call me Ronald," Ronald then stuck his hand out for Ray to shake.
Ray did not shake the hand of the man who sounded like Patrick Swayze.
"Can I uh... speak to you outside?" Ray asked Donna. Donna looked as if she could punch Ray through a wall, but gritted her teeth and mumbled a "yes." Ray walked Donna outside, where Donna started to scream at him.
"What are you doing here Ray?"
"I could LITERALLY ask you the same question!" Ray screamed back.
"Ray... you've been gone for over a year. And now you come back, out of thin air, and just expect to be the Atom again? Do you expect people to just believe in super heroes-"
"Us."
"... us, again? I mean seriously, the last time we tried that-"
"It didn't end well."
"Yeah. Listen Ray, I don't like that you're here. You being here is really starting to hurt my mental state, and I can't go through this again."
"Donna, you're my-"
"Cut it Ray. Cut it. All that bullshit you've been feeding yourself for the past year, it doesn't help. Grow the fuck up Ray. We broke up. We ended things. So end it. End how you feel for me."
"I can't do that, not yet-"
"Not yet? Ray, it's been over a year! I'VE moved on. It's time you do too."
"... That still doesn't explain why you're here though."
"Yeah, well it doesn't explain why you are either."
"I'm here because Atomic Flippers said that Tom Selleck was is danger."
"Tom Selleck?"
"Tom Selleck."
"I love Tom Selleck."
"Who doesn't? Wait, why are you here? And why are you a cop?"
Donna was going to answer, but a loud noise was heard inside, and the two ran back in. They ran in to find Atomic Flippers over Detective Ronald, holding a gun to his head with Chad in a floaty.
"Guy, what happened?" Ray asked.
"Ronald is a threat to Selleck!" Atomic Flippers explained.
"I'm literally just trying to do my job-" Ronald began, but didn't get much out before Tom Selleck walked in the door.
"Hey... anyone have any cocaine?" Tom Selleck asked.
Ok seriously, where the fuck is this story going?
*Sean turns around from the couch*
Oh motherfucker, you're in for a ride.
Just a little while ago, I peeked out from behind my computer and this was my view! Olivia in her princess nightgown, seated between two of her brothers ghastly beasts, coloring away. These are the moments that make my day!
three rules to live by in life:
1) live with peace
2) live with love
3) live with happiness :)
tag facts:
1)My basement is unfinished, but I'd really like to turn it into a dance studio ahhaa.
2)The first football game of the season is tomorrow, and apparently the football team is supposed to be decent this year (haha), so I'm going!
3)I just had a pouch of caprisun...
4) I love juice boxes
5) It's... soo.... hot....
6) I like Chipotle.
7) my lucky number is 32... I don't know why
8) I collect make up(haha), and I have a lot a lot more than I actually use...
9) My favorite flash game is bubble spinner
10) I always have photoshop open... I never close out of it for some reason haha
Free pizza lunch funded by our university.... in reality funded by our tuition LOL.
So this is where my non-resident fees went too...
Malik Church was born the son of two wealthy entrepreneurs Jonathan and Missy Church. His family was one of the most respected ones in Bludhaven. Little did Malik now that his parents had ties to the mob. One night after a night out Malik and his family returned home to be greeted by a man. His father ordered Malik to go upstairs and wait till further notice. Malik listened to his father and went upstairs and waited. Later he would hear gunshots and he would go down stairs to see his mother and father dead on the floor. Church Securities was left under Malik's name but Malik gave ownership over to another family that his was friends with until further notice. Malik then fell off the face of the earth and went to train in the Order of St Dumas.
Later on in his life, Malik would leave the order and join the Special Forces and serve for two tours. During one he would meet a woman named Felicity and the two would fall in love and have a girl named Kat. After Malik left the service he would join ARGUS and become a very LETHAL agent. He would be assigned to take down a drug cartel in Bludhaven. Before Malik could make a move the cartel kidnapped him, Felicity, and Kat. For days they would torture them and they would burn the left side of Malik's face. Eventually, the cartel leader would pay them a visit personally. He made Malik watch as he killed Malik's wife and daughter. This event would drive Malik to a point where he shatters mentally.
The cartel leader would leave Malik to grieve and then come back to finish the job. The leader would come back to see nothing but a blood bath. Not one single thug was left breathing. He would see a message on the wall in blood saying "Prepare for HELL!!!". Weeks later the cartel would fall and the leader would be found dead with his family.
Facts about Malik:
- He uses a combination of Japanese Jiu Jitsu, Brazillian Jiu Jitsu, Standing Judo, and tactical three gun. (watch "John Wick" and you'll get the picture)
-He is a master of all weaponry in his arsenal
-Uses a VERY powerful bullet. It's capable of blasting a hole in a wall. This bullet is built for EVERY gun in Malik's arsenal.
-Is a master in psychological warfare
-His helmet is made of a material thicker than kevlar (can take a 50.cal to the head), has bulletproof lenses, and is equipped with a voice modifier
-He best Nightwing in a fist fight. He CAN hold is own with Batman, most of their past confrontations ended in a stalemate.
-Many other heroes consider him a lunatic and not safe to work with
-Works with Batman on rare occasions
-His most infamous story is killing a man with a caprisun straw
-Does not show mercy
-He has a code. No killing women or children
-Is known in Bludhaven as "The Boogeyman" but he likes to go by Malik and despises nickname.
-Is infamous among criminals for being brutal and VERY scary in person.
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I know I haven't been REAL active lately. I havent been feeling really motivated to post anything on here lately, just been busy with getting my blog up and running and working on getting Malik a comic book series (yeah Adam you're not the only one). Hopefully that fire under my butt with ignite again and I'll get back into my groove.
If ya'll got any advice do not hesitate to give it.
Creating displays for craft show using recycled materials - paper towel rolls, oatmeal container, cardboard from a Caprisun box, newspaper & masking tape. They are weighted down with gravel, so they should be windproof. To be covered in paper mache and painted. Can you tell what they are supposed to be?
mmm, yummy... just the beginnings of the fruits of my early venture to the 13hour wine&cheese sale (totally stocked up on faboo cheeses!)
can you say yum!?
aka "Lucky Lunch"
I had toted the A1+Lucky to work... and muttered my inclination to take it to lunch... Sara (who had stopped by at just the right time) encouraged me to just be me & just do it.
So, I found myself, in the caf of the hospital I work in... with a fully manual film camera, kneeled on my chair, aiming down at my table/pink-lunchbox... just glad it wasn't TurkeyDinner day!
ack, totally over slept my snooze button this morning... but was still able to toss together a decent meal (determined to keep up this habit I love so much, and the menu in the caf wasn't thrilling me this week!)
very closely resembles yesterday... but that's okay with me! ;)