Friday, February 20, 2009

Also!!

I can't sleep

I lay in bed thinking, "Boy, it'd be the best if I could sleep." But it doesn't happen for me. So I do some drawing. I invented a crazy cool guy with funny feet.

Then I tottered over to youtube.

Introducing, don't touch me!



And, Cat--I'm a kitty cat!!



Tired is setting in. HURRAH!!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Legally stupid

I just read an article about a man who raped and murdered a college girl a couple of years ago. The jury decided that he should get the death penalty. The judge has to decide on the death penalty or life without parole.

What I found interesting was that the argument the defending attorney made was that the man was of "low intelligence" and 10 points away from being mentally retarded. So, if the man is on the lower side of the intellectual food chain, it's more excusable? "Forgive him, he's just stupid" is what you're saying?

You know how when an animal--any animal--kills a person, that animal is killed? Why do we kill the animal? I mean, it's just a dumb animal, right? It's just stupid. It didn't know better. Shouldn't we forgive killers if they are too stupid to understand? Right? No. They kill the animals because they don't know any better and could do it again. And it's not humane to keep them boxed up and contained for the rest of its life.

So here was have a human being who killed a girl, and his punishment is between life in prison and death. I don't really care either way, honestly. He committed a crime and he's being punished. But I just had to shake my head at the attorney for making such a ridiculous claim.

People in general are always arguing over the captivity of animals, but never complain when it's time to kill a murdering animal. No one rants over the incarceration of human beings, but throw a fit over the death penalty.

I don't understand the mentality of the general public.

Take a break

Been drawing for a heap long time. Listening to music is an agreeable thing for me. I am especially enjoying Hot Hot Heat.

Woke up in smoking flames
At war with a stranger
Five thousand photographs
Saw them burnt up in anger.
Am I asleep still?
Tell me I could have been
Don't let it tear us apart again
Limb from Limb
Please let me in.

But I don't want to look at you this way
I'm staring through your window.
I don't want to think of you this way
I'm begging baby let me in!
Baby, just let me in!
I'm banging at your door
Just let me in!
Just let me in!

I drank the wine of youth
Ended up in a coma.
It would consume her ton
Wonder nobody told ya
But I'm awake now
First time I've ever been
Able to see what I should have seen
Way back when
You let me in.

But I don't want to look at you this way
I'm staring through your window.
I don't want to think of you this way
I'm begging baby let me in!
Baby, just let me in!
I'm banging at your door
Just let me in!
Just let me in!

It's worth for waiting
Just won't end up saving
Us and it's farewell unless somehow
You let me in!

See I'm awake now!
First tme I've ever been
Able to see what I should have seen
Way back when
You let me in!

But I don't want to look at you this way
I'm staring through your window.
I don't want to think of you this way
I'm screaming, baby, let me in!
Baby, just let me in!
I'm screaming at your door
Just let me in!
Just let me in!

It's worth for waiting
Just won't end up saving
Us and it's farewell unless somehow
You let me in!

:)

Friday, February 06, 2009

Monday, February 02, 2009

My nephew

My nephew is my favorite person in the world. It will take some kind of amazing man to top that kid and my love for him.

He is so spectacular. He is so pleasant and smiley. But he has attitude too. He likes to grab your fingers and tug you along behind him so you follow after. And when he has to where he needs you, he asks for you to get or do what he wants. "Up" if he wants over the baby gate. "Tar" if he wants you to play the guitar. "Go" to go home. "Open" to go into a closed room. And various other terms.

I adore this child. Brady. Our beloved little man. We call him little man sometimes because he is almost a tiny man, to scale. He has little swaggers, wears grown up clothing (but for toddlers!) and even flirts with his smile and eyebrows. I can't help but smile when I think of him.

He loves music so much and dances like a wild man when he hears it too. He tries to sing along and gets better all the time.

Ah. Dear bee-bee.

And now my sister is pregnant with nephew number 2. He will be equally amazing, I am sure. He will be his own self and I love him too. And I will wonder how I ever lived without him. And how I could ever love 2 little people so much as I will love them.