Catching Up.

I know, I know. its been FOREVER. whatever, get over it. not like i don’t know who my readers are. and seriously, is there anything here you can’t get from just talking to me on FB or AIM. haha. regardless, this is kinda therapeutic.

So, my little brother is on lock down. He’s at a facility for young kids getting there life back on track. I can only wish him the best. He writes every week. Always the same letter. “I miss you guys.” “I’m lonely.” “i hate it here.” It’s hard to satay positive for him without sounding like a broken record. But I’ll keep doing what i can to help him.

On the personal front, not much has changed. I’m still the same ol’ jon.C. Nothing spectacular there. I do have a little something to show you before we go though. Its just a little something I did a few days ago out of the blue. I think this is the beginning of an ongoing sketch series inspired by a few romantic comedies and dramas i’ve seen over the past few months, including Love in the Time of Cholera, Appaloosa [I know, its a western, but there's a love story there], among others. click the image to view full page.

Smooth

Simply because I can…

F[Your]L

Most of us all know what it feels like to mess up. We’ve all made a decision, at least once, that, once final, is immediately recognized as a life changing mistake. Had you come to that realization maybe 3 hours earlier, the story would be different. It would be a story you tell at BBQ’s with friends or family dinners. Instead, you went ahead and made a fool of yourself. Half the time, you can take solace in the fact that you were the only fool, however lonely that may feel. Sure it was a stupid mistake, but no one was hurt in the process.

There are, however, instances in which the innocent are the victims- and it was your mistake that brought them suffering. I have made one such mistake. Not my first of this kind, but certainly of the largest scale, by far. How I wish I could take this burden from them. After all, the bottom line remains clear: I brought them into this mess. Of course reason would say that they had a choice too; that, although it was at my urging, they made a costly mistake as well. But I cannot escape the bare truth: it was I that lead them to disaster.

How does one resolve such a situation? When you have completely changed the landscape of someones future, and you are powerless to fix it, how do you make amends? Words don’t rebuild lives.

Coldplay – Strawberry Swing | Video

this blew my mind. animated video done entirely in sidewalk chalk on a street. wow. talk about patience.

the MoonLight Train

Yeah… so its been awhile… again.time to play catch up.

I went to Berkeley for a week during my 3 week summer break. never before have i enjoyed sleeping so much. of course the sole reason for my trip was the wonderful Chazi. she took me to SF, where we rode the ferry to Sausalito and toured the Dr. Suess art gallery, napped in the park under a crystal clear blue sky, and watched as the Bay area’s signature fog enveloped the island just as we were leaving.

the adventure continued at the Rose Garden with Casey the English major and Isa the “Film Studies major” [who i believe was a flower in her past life] as we blew bubbles, laid beneath big trees, doodled on benches with sidewalk chalk, and the conquered the Concrete Slide [Casey is nut-so for going down head first haha]. i was reminded that day that a clear blue sky viewed thru the breaks in the sunlit leaves of green was among life’s many simple masterpieces.

the Berkeley foothill had much to offer. from the $5 pizza at Fat Slice, to the $10 junk and jewelery hawked by the bums and “Buddhists” on Telegraph, even the iTunes-sized library of music on file at Rasputin’s, there is something for everyone. I’m sure one day I’ll try to soak it all in. no doubt it would be easier if my mind wasn’t preoccupied with one Chazi. it amazed me to find that an hour in her company could change the complexion of an entire day. from her silly mannerisms and habits [like rambling on and on at the speed of light about stick bugs and biology] to little things she does that make me smile [like squeezing my hand at random moments while we walk down the street], she is seems to define happiness with her existence.

not sure where this train is going. but i know i’m enjoying the ride.

The Wait…

07.07.09… this is real baby-makin’ music.

Summertime. Prt.1

i just took a quick glance at my recent posts and i noticed a horrible trend: they say absolutely nothing. horrible, right?!

well i think its time for that to change. its been awhile since i posted ANYTHING, let alone something with a purpose. so lets catch up:

The past month has been… hectic. between, school, work, trying to vacation, and a juvenile delinquent sibling, days- sometimes weeks- go by in a blur. so rather than go thru all of it chronologically, i’ll just deal with each category individually. yeah? ok…

Asher Roth x Kanye West | videos

First off… no. they are not in the same video. they do not have a song together… ok.

Asher puts up some dope visuals to go with his cut featuring Cee-Lo, off Asleep in the Bread Aisle [if you don't have a copy... get one!]. this happens to be one of, if not THE best joint on the album, imo. and the video is up there as one of the best i’ve seen so far this year.

Kanye releases his [stunning] visuals for Amazing ft. Mr. Ad-lib aka Young Jeezy. after the jump.

Ares v. Hercules

took awhile… but i’m happy with the end result. although, in retrospect, i would have used Herc’s mace rather than his club. seem’s a bit more fair that way.

for those of  you who are aware of the “sibling” rivalry between the God of War and his half-brother, the Incredible Hercules, you all know that Herc manages to win every confrontation they have. well, personally, i dont exactly agree with that outcome. i mean… he’s the fuckin’ GOD of war, not the Really Strong Dude of war. so here is my scenario. and it ends with Zues calling for an end to the fight just as Ares is about to deliver the fatal blow.

but wait jon… isnt that usually how these things go?

not in my story… cuz badass Ares decides that pop isn’t runnin’ the show anymore… and lops off Herc’s head to prove it. of course, Zues willl ressurect his son, and most likely banish Ares from Olympus. like he cares. He here’s Norman Osbourn has need for a god on his Dark Avengers roster.

color version coming sonn, courtesy of Scott Havrisik.

Wild Things

Words cannot express how excited I am for this film. this was is will forever be one of my favorite stories. period.