
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Movie Pitch Monday! (on Thursday)

You've got a rag-tag group of hipster sharks who are always getting into trouble with the local police for eating tourists enjoying a little fun in the sun! Early character development include the following: "Beard-o", this sharkster sports a full beard and a hatred for sports, he often wears a knit cap (even when its hot) and occasionally smokes a pipe, this is the group pacifist. "Billy" as in rockabilly, if he's not shaping his killer quiff (I checked the spelling?) or listening to twangy hollow body guitar riffs and thumping stand up bass notes... He's killing kids, this is the groups bad apple. Finally we've got "Slim-Fit" he's a sharkster who likes his women tight and his pants tighter, this is the group's ladies man... er, Shark! There's a music festival near the mid-Atlantic ridge this summer, and guess whose got the keys to their parents cabin!? Everything is going great until there is some cataclysmic plate movement on the ocean floor. Will the Sharksters have what it takes to save the summer and learn a thing or two about themselves along the way? Find out THIS Summer 2010.
Cell Phone Pic - CDS5k-01/10g
Monday, January 25, 2010
Cell Phone Pic - CDS5k-01/10f
Thursday, January 21, 2010
J4 Ad Campaign
If you're wondering about the "security detail" mention and trip to Mexico from the earlier post, I have started my own private security (military) company with some friends. We are called J4 Allied Defense, and here is a comp of a print ad for our upcoming campaign.
Someone has a Lil' Buddy!

Love, Mikey and CDS5k
Rivers, Islands, Trees... Underwater
These are pictures from a trip I took in Cenote Angelita Mexico. After week of working security detail for a "company" down there, me and my team (The Skittle Fuckers) thought we would unwind with some rec. diving. The man who acted as liaison with the client had suggested the underwater caves known locally as "Cueva de la Muerte". We had been spear fishing for a while when we came upon the entrance, and below you will find the amazing underwater river within the cave. The water was fresh at 30 meters and salt at 60, the river pictured is actually layer of hydrogen sulfide. Check out the pics below:



Monday, January 18, 2010
Lost is coming back soon...
I didn't really watch much of last season (5), I think I saw like the first 2 or 3 episodes and decided I didn't care about LOST anymore. BUT, I believe I've still got the entire 5th season on my DVR for a rainy day so my plan is to watch all of last season to see if it's possible for me to reignite the flame that at one time burned so deep inside my being, known as L to the O to the S to the T. We'll see tho. Here is some cool LOST art I found:



Friday, January 15, 2010
Angels & Demons 2: Blood Fued - Part 2

Part 2
Detective Tom Hanks sat in front of the glow of his computer screen in an otherwise dark office. Tom loved computers, almost as much as he still loved his ex-wife Rita. That bitch took him for a lot of money, and SHE was the one fucking and eating the pool boy's poop that came out of his butt. Tom pulled up Google and almost automatically typed in "Tom Hanks", instead he inserted the memory stick. There was a thunderous boom that filled the room and a series of symbols began to flash on the screen in rapid succession. Tom felt paralyzed as the symbols flashed before him, the buzzing from the speakers began to fade as the symbols stopped on a black screen that read "complete". The paralysis had subsided and turned to an intense head ache and nose bleed. "What the fuck was that fuckin' shit?" Tom said to himself. He reached for a bottle of Stolichnaya that was sitting on the corner of his awesome computer desk. In the silent dark room he drank until he was a pathetically drunk piece of mumbling trash. He was right to call himself a "piece of shit" in part one, he is... Or is he?
Tom woke to the sounds of some kind of birds chirping like crazy in the tree next to the window. Tom loved windows, almost as much as he loved that bitch of an ex-wife of his. The phone rings, "Tom, it's Danny Glover, what's the story with the necklaces?" "I don't know, I think I'm drunk." "Tom if you don't get your drinking under control, it's gonna start to control you! In fact it probably already is. Rita is not coming back god-damn it. She's fucking the pool boy now, and we both know what that's like." Danny Glover shut up for a minute after that. "You're right Danny, and when you're right you're right! And when you're white it's right... White is right, down with brown." Tom replied and decided. "I'm gonna give you a pass on that racist bullshit because you're drunk." Tom Hanks is not only a failed husband, father, alcoholic and a flame thrower, he was also a total racist. It's important to note that in spite of being all of these things, you (the reader) love Tom Hanks and always wanna be routing for him, that's already been decided. "Now, about those necklaces you ask?..." just then Tom catches his reflection in the window as a sinister smirk dances onto his face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Cell Phone Pic - CDS5k-01/10e
Simply Magnificent


Tuesday, January 12, 2010
More Stormtrooper 365 Stuff...
It's been a while since I checked out the 365 Stormtrooper flickr page, so I popped in today and found this one. The troopers are trying to pitch a solar powered Death Star modification to Lord Vader... I wonder if he'll go for it.

Monday, January 11, 2010
Angels & Demons 2: Blood Fued - Part 1

Part 1
Detective Tom Hanks awoke covered in sweat from an intense fever dream. In the dream, he was passionately and powerfully making ass love to his son, Colin Hanks, who you may know as Shaun Brumder from 2002's "Orange County". After lying awake in his bed for some time, Tom wearily made his way to the kitchen, and grabbed one of the frozen McDonald's McRib sandwiches from his freezer box. You see, the McRib has been discontinued, retired, and in The Great Rib Rush of 2016 they were bought up in bulk and hoarded by the world's rich and famous. The hum of the microwave was hypnotic, he began to recall the disturbing and equally sexy dream he had just had about his son Colin. Unknowingly he began to stroke his throbbing meat cannon from the outside of his chili pepper pajama bottoms. The "ding" from his microwave, snapped him back to reality, and the exciting realization that he was about to enjoy his delicious McRib sandwich set in. He systematically removed the chopped onion and pickle slices from the sandwich. Right as he lifted the weighty riblet to his mouth, his phone rang. "Cocksucking Whore!" he shouted, and echoed through his large but minimally decorated kitchen. "Tom, it's Danny Glover, listen, we've got another one, you'd better get down here". Tom hung up the phone and placed his uneaten McRib in a paper bag to be eaten later. He quickly took a shower, put on a pair of well worn jeans, a vintage Stanford t-shirt and a tweed jacket, with leather elbow patches. He looked at his pale, unshaven face in the mirror and said to himself, "Another fuckin' day in paradise, you're a real God-damned piece of shit Tom."
Tom, arrived on the scene of a Dave & Busters inside the Mall of America Los Angeles. There were bodies and body parts everywhere, on the ski-ball lanes, in the pop-a-shot baskets, it was a nightmare. "What've we got Danny?", as he lit a cigarette. "It looks like Angels & Demons got'em". "You mean like Angels from heaven and Demons from hell?" "Exactly like that." Tom took in the details of what had occurred and noticed that all of the bodies had identical memory sticks attached to lanyards around their necks. He walked over to the horribly contorted corpse that had been shoved into the basket of the pop-a-shot machine. The memory stick had a symbol on it, it was a cross with a dove that had fire balls shooting out of it's mouth beak. He ripped the memory stick from the body and placed it in his pocket. "Wrap it up Danny, I'm gonna go home and sleep on this, doesn't really seem like there is much more for me to do here." "But, you just got here!" "Listen, I'm drunk, I'm tired, and my ex-wife has been on my ass all week. Not to mention, I'm the boss, so shut your bitch mouth and clean up this fuckin' mess!" "I'm gettin' too old for this shit!" Danny muttered under his breath.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Movie Title Switch-A-Roo

The Twilight Saga: New Moon > Teenage Vampires 2: The Hot Werewolf
Up in the Air > Flyin' with the Cloon-Dog
The Box > The Curious Case of Pushing a Button
2012 > Close Calls with John Cusack
The Invention of Lying > The Sneaky British Guy
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
New Special Edition Dodge Pick-Up

Perky Jerky

Monday, January 4, 2010
Showing Some Restraint in 2010

French Fries (Lrg):
Best: Sonic - 280 cal, 11 g (fat) There's not a lot of these around town but there are a couple.
Worst: Dairy Queen - 730 cal, 33 g (fat) White Castle - 700 cal, 34 g (fat)
Hamburger (Reg.):
Best: White Castle - 140 cal, 7 g (fat) Wendy's (Jr.) - 230 cal, 8 g (fat)
Worst: Dairy Queen - 350 cal, 14 g (fat)
Hamburger (Lrg.):
Best: Burger King (Whopper Jr.) - 370 cal, 21 g (fat) White Castle (Bacon Cheeseburger) - 200 cal, 11 g (fat)
Worst: Burger King (Trip. Whopper w/ cheese) 1230 cal, 82 g (fat)
Chicken Nuggets & Strips:
Best: Wendy's (5 pc) - 230 cal, 15 g (fat) McDonald's, Burger King (6 pc) - 250 cal, 15 g (fat)
Worst: Dairy Queen (6 pc strips) - 1270 cal, 67 g (fat) McDonald's (Premium Chk Strips 5 pc) 630 cal, 33 g (fat)
Chicken Sandwiches:
Best: KFC (Honey BBQ Snacker) - 210 cal, 3 g (fat)
Worst: Burger King (Tendercrisp) - 790 cal, 44 g (fat)
Breakfast Sandwiches:
Best: McDonald's (Egg McMuffin) - 300 cal, 12 g (fat)
Worst: Arby's (Sausage Gravy Biscuit) - 961 cal, 68 g (fat)
Cell Phone Pic - CDS5k - 01/10a
Even More Frightening

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