I've been working on a project for one of my classes. One of the final "deliverables" for the class is a CD boxed set (featuring two CD jacket designs, CD labels, and a container). Our teacher assigned us the bands. By luck, I drew Nirvana. I've been listening to Nirvana since I was in about sixth grade, so this was a great chance to put together a strong concept. I chose to design the Nirvana "Heart-Shaped box set." During the entire design process, I've been listening to a lot of Nirvana for inspirado. Without a doubt, Nirvana's Nevermind is the album of the week. There's been enough said about this one, so I'm not even going to kick that dead horse. Just listen to it. If you grew up with the album, you know. Here's a gander at some of the pics of my album design. Enjoy.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Monday, December 3, 2007
Tso What?
I'm thinking about getting a kitten. Not just any kitten. I want a Siamese. an Applehead Siamese (the ones with the round head, not one those wedge-headed ones). I did some research on Siamese and they really intelligent. Apparently they're a lot like dogs. Some even fetch. Supposing I go through with this plan, I'll have a little fuzzball running around the pad. What would be the name of such a terror, you aks? General Tso. I did some reading on this guy too. Apparently he was a real sunofabitch. But, he was a brilliant military strategist, to say the least. I think this would be quite fitting for a wee little ball of mischief (plus General Tso's Chicken is one of my Chinese takeout staples).
SOD is Five to One by the Doors.

This is the intro song the marching band plays on David Chappelle's Block Party.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Taking a break
So I took one of those semi-retarded quizzes. I'm not gonna lie, it was kinda fun. Maybe I should take a test to see my similarities with Hannah Montana. Jeez, what have I become?
SOD is Nancy Boy by Placebo.
| Your Movie Buff Quotient: 88% |
You are a movie buff of the most obsessive variety. If a movie exists, chances are that you've seen it. You're an expert on movie facts and trivia. It's hard to stump you with a question about film. |
SOD is Nancy Boy by Placebo.
Album of the Week
If you're easily offended by salty language, or your girlfriend, or your wife, or even your cat is... This album is not for you.
If you like Miami Bass, 808s, tickin' hi-hats, and good party beats. This album is for you.
The Album of the week is Bangers and Cash. Brought to you by Spank Rock and Benny Blaco. Bangers is a straight-up homage to 2 Live Crew. While it does combine the Baltimore Club style and Miami Bass, it's more of the latter than the former. And it's funny. It's all about decadence and, well, bootay. Is Bangers misogynistic? Probably. But it's all in good fun.
Just put it on, and do the cabbage patch.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Cats Rule
Most people take a serious stance when you ask them if they're a cat person. Let it be known that I love cats. The little creatures have so much style and panache. A cat can make a jump from the floor to the table look graceful and elegant. Dogs lope around and bump into stuff. Small dogs quiver and nip and growl furiously.
I was back home this weekend and had a chance to spend some quality time with my cat Ozzie. Dad wants to rename him Newton cause he's taken a liking to nosing things (and by that I mean birthday cakes) off of anywhere that's not the floor.
Cats may seem aloof, but they're sophisticated. They'll come to you when the time's right. They're always looking good. Ozzie keeps his gloves and socks on in case a random need for formal attire arises.
Here's a super rad site that'll make your day. If you hate cats, you have some soul searching to do.
SOD is Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division. Check out Jose Gonzales's cover too.
via Cute Overload
I was back home this weekend and had a chance to spend some quality time with my cat Ozzie. Dad wants to rename him Newton cause he's taken a liking to nosing things (and by that I mean birthday cakes) off of anywhere that's not the floor.
Cats may seem aloof, but they're sophisticated. They'll come to you when the time's right. They're always looking good. Ozzie keeps his gloves and socks on in case a random need for formal attire arises.
Here's a super rad site that'll make your day. If you hate cats, you have some soul searching to do.
SOD is Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division. Check out Jose Gonzales's cover too.
via Cute Overload
Monday, November 19, 2007
Customer Disservice: a rant
THIS IS A RANT, if you're looking for positivity, go somewhere else.
What the hell happened to customer service? Let me paint you a picture.
Back in football season of 2006, my homeboys and I decided to splurge and get fancy expanded basic cable at our residence. We called up the local cable tyrant, Comcast, and asked the fascist phone service people to schedule a technician to install the whirligig that gives you all the good sports channels.
Being somewhat cheap and indifferent to the crap that's on cable after football season, we downgraded our package to the basic local stations, Discovery Channel, and about 38 Spanish channels. As a normal customer, I thought I was good to go. Little did I know, the battle was just beginning.
We continued to receive dreary Comcast service. It wasn't until about 5 months later that I really got a taste for what I was dealing with. I received a bill for 100 bucks for our basic cable and internet for the (1) month. To say I was concerned would be a tad of an understatement. I got on the horn with the fascists to verbalize my displeasure.
As I explained my query to the troll on the other end of the line, it informed me that they would send a Comcast van stooge out to verify our current cable package. No benefit of the doubt. The customer is not right when you're dealing with a monopoly. I was the one that was suddenly on trial. And I was also moving out of state. This would be very interesting.
About three weeks later, I received a call from Comcast. I had to completely retell the whole story to the customer service troll because the previous three failed to take notes on my unique situation. to make a Long story long, I ended up with a 120 dollar credit coming my way. Or so I thought.
Fast forward to this morning. I get a call from a phone number in New Mexico. It's a collection agency asking me what my preferred method of payment would be on an incorrect prorated charge on a cable package I didn't order. Comcast had some splainin' to do.
Another long distance phone call, retelling of the tale to a new customer troll, 17 minutes of shitty hold music, and Comcast seems to have it right. They claimed they'd call off the credit agency, and mail me my check for 120 bucks. In four to six weeks.
Wasn't that easy? No, that was Comcastic.
Comcast can choke on a 12-inch ________ (insert your favorite derogatory, four-letter noun).
What the hell happened to customer service? Let me paint you a picture.
Back in football season of 2006, my homeboys and I decided to splurge and get fancy expanded basic cable at our residence. We called up the local cable tyrant, Comcast, and asked the fascist phone service people to schedule a technician to install the whirligig that gives you all the good sports channels.
Being somewhat cheap and indifferent to the crap that's on cable after football season, we downgraded our package to the basic local stations, Discovery Channel, and about 38 Spanish channels. As a normal customer, I thought I was good to go. Little did I know, the battle was just beginning.
We continued to receive dreary Comcast service. It wasn't until about 5 months later that I really got a taste for what I was dealing with. I received a bill for 100 bucks for our basic cable and internet for the (1) month. To say I was concerned would be a tad of an understatement. I got on the horn with the fascists to verbalize my displeasure.
As I explained my query to the troll on the other end of the line, it informed me that they would send a Comcast van stooge out to verify our current cable package. No benefit of the doubt. The customer is not right when you're dealing with a monopoly. I was the one that was suddenly on trial. And I was also moving out of state. This would be very interesting.
About three weeks later, I received a call from Comcast. I had to completely retell the whole story to the customer service troll because the previous three failed to take notes on my unique situation. to make a Long story long, I ended up with a 120 dollar credit coming my way. Or so I thought.
Fast forward to this morning. I get a call from a phone number in New Mexico. It's a collection agency asking me what my preferred method of payment would be on an incorrect prorated charge on a cable package I didn't order. Comcast had some splainin' to do.
Another long distance phone call, retelling of the tale to a new customer troll, 17 minutes of shitty hold music, and Comcast seems to have it right. They claimed they'd call off the credit agency, and mail me my check for 120 bucks. In four to six weeks.
Wasn't that easy? No, that was Comcastic.
Comcast can choke on a 12-inch ________ (insert your favorite derogatory, four-letter noun).
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