Funerals and Chickenheads

So my internet has been playing up for the past couple of days, but it's all better now :D

yeah, last night i was struck with this vision of a man with the head of a chicken, and was worried that if i didn't draw it i would lose the idea. Thus, Magni Chickenhead was born. He is a man, with the head of a chicken. for further clarification, check the above diagram. 

Had to go to a funeral today, so i put on my suit, went to pick up my aunt and her kids and then made my to the church. My grandad's brother passed away this monday, and at first i wasn't too concerned because i hadn't seen him in ages. Then i was there, in front of his casket in the middle of this packed church and i saw his face. He looked...peaceful, as most dead people tend to look, and then the memories came back. I can't believe that i forgot all the things he said to me when i was younger.

My uncle was...a great man, always encouraging and practical. I'm going to miss him, and of course feel really guilty for not spending more time with him. 

Of course, i could just draw more pictures of men with chicken heads.

The most important thing i've learned

I really have to update with more words :P

Coffocalate!

truly, it is a thing of wonder.

Hey...hey Bill?

Watched The Thing at Johns house yesterday, and surprisingly it holds up really really well. The reason for this is mainly the story, since it's all about human nature, mistrust and above all, fear. Anyone of your friends could be...the thing! 

The special effects are also still pretty good, because they used stop motion and prosthetics and things. So basically we're watching real props on-screen and nothing is faked. 

An interesting note that Lawrence made was the similarities between The Things in The Thing and the necromorphs in Dead Space, how they split apart and form seperate organisms and all that. It was a pleasure watching the daddy of dead space, so to speak, strut its stuff :)

Duuude, you're from space?

Rex Dexter, for this  which was a lot of head scratching for me to do. The thing was to re-imagine the character, so i went for a saturday morning cartoon kinda look. He's from mars :D

Edit: just spent the last hour hyperventilating and trying to get my image to show up on the forum. Warren been post on my post informing me that blogspot doesn't hotlink its images onto forums. So i freaked the fuck out, mainly because it was a little embarassing to have someone write over your comment :P

Thanks to Lawrence i managed to get it up there though. My internet skills have failed me for the first time =_=

Some glass in the hand is worth about four in the bush

so i had this weird dream last night during which at one point a window got smashed. Got woken up at around 8 by my sister yelling, the car window got smashed at some point the night before. So we called the cops (who showed up like an hour later as usual) and waited. the reason why i'm posting this though is because i managed to get glass in my right pinky. right above the middle knuckle. Thing hurts like a bitch. 

That is why all housholds should have vacuum cleaners.

Dun dun dun duuuuun duuuuun

Lines by Lawrence of Zen and the Art of Zombies fame. He sure does like his batman. I colored it by the way, which is why i'm posting this :P