Project Mysterio part deux

I found this pictures of my pals and I waiting for the paperboy ninja and I thought I should post them. The pics were taken 8 years ago, crazy!

Enjoy!

Project: Cute

I have decided to finally post pictures on a project I undertook in December. I built a bear out of wood. Allow me to illustrate.

Here we see the bear as he existed in paper form. This is just regular copier paper taped together. My model. I had this dream of making such a creature...and the bottom of his body would have a rectangular hole cut into it, through which a cable could be run. The original idea was to make this bear an iPhone or iPod dock for charging. Rad, right? I thought so, but it turned out I didn't have the time for that, but it can easily be done.

Next I began to draw the shapes onto a couple pieces of 1/4" wood.


I used this fun saw to make all the cuts.







Next I began to glue the finished pieces together, after I'd sanded them and beveled them off to fit together "correctly." They definitely did not match the measurements right so I decided it would be an art-wrong project. Those are his two legs standing up and the clamp is holding an arm in place while drying.
Here's a look at what the bottom of his body, four sides, and connecting sides looked like pre-gluing. I liked it. Nothing fit together right, as pretty as it looks. I don't care, though.
I Used mis-matched buttons for extra cuteness for his eyes, and layered pieces of the wood for density on his nose, arms and legs. Here his head is drying to the top of his body. It is so cute. Look at his fucking cute ears.
Here his body is starting to take shape in my messy workspace. You want one of these. I know.
On his backside, I cut old pieces of canvas curtain and made faux-stitching because I'm a big fan of it. Stitching wood? What is cuter than that?
I even put felt on the bottom of his feet because felt is adorable!


And here he is as a finished, glued and dried product, complete with hinges and doorknob on his belly, arms swinging and legs offset in swagger fashion. Hell yeah, bear. I call him "Robert," pronounced in the French manner: "robear." Fuck yeah, French. Cute.















And here, with his belly door open. I love him.
The end.

Lost in Illinois, The Cone Game

It is not a solo project, ahem, Molly. I am just retarded. It's that simple!

I am sitting in Effingham, Illinois. Effingham. If you pronounce like the the British pronounce their -ham cities, you are definitely saying "effing 'em" and I like that. Eff 'em in Effingham. I ate munch at the Steak n' Shake, who makes the skinniest french fries I've ever seen and I loved them.

And I watched Lost. So of course I am happy-ish.

So far this tour has been nothing along the lines of rad. I have drank much less than ever before, have smoked slightly less cigarettes, and have eaten much crap. Also the shows are sucking. Who cares, it's freezing outside and our bus has no heat, what am I complaining about? Two weeks left.

So Molly had her ProjectMysterio. We had nothing much of mystery in high school or after. I am jealous of your fun. The only stupid thing that lasted long enough that I was involved in, was the stealing and housing of construction site items. Mostly we stole cones, but graduated to sandwich board road blocks (with blinking lights for extra points), blueprints left at construction sites (big find at my high school, when they were remodeling - of course this was years after graduation) and really any other city property easily jacked. We were to keep them at our own houses and tabulate points based on the item and from where it was nabbed.

I remember when finally one day my mom opened the side gate of our house to discover a massive pile of cones and other road objects sitting there. It was indeed a bad afternoon. I lost the contest, needless to say.

I believe a summit needs to occur between the Molly and the Meagan. Soon enough.