Loldead.

I'm bored off my tits here at school so I decided it's a good time for me to make a new blog entry. Long overdue, I know. I had a lot of work with the end of my masters year in Graphic Arts looming and all.

A lot of you have probably seen this, but I couldn't help but save this one for my blog;

The very first lolcat ever, from 1905:

How cool is that? I'll tell you how cool it is; it's very cool. That's how cool it is.

Vinyl meets faces.

Here's a collection of some really awesome sleevefacepictures.

This clip also has some pretty brilliant ones;

Now to look through my vinyls to see if I can come up with something decent…

Obama is dead?

I was listening to Santigold (formerly Santogold) just now. Good stuff from a genre-bending artist.

Her lyrics of "Shove It" stuck with me though. She chants:

We think you're a joke,

shove your hope where it don't shine.

Which (and I'm obviously not the first one to point this out) sounds like a clear stance against the U.S. President Barack Obama and his electoral campaign.

I gotta tell you though, in a lot of ways I feel a lot of Obama's Hope and Change seems to have faded away quite quickly. It might just be me though… but when I read strange news such as Obama sending 17,000 more troops to Afghanistan (as opposed to getting the army out of there as he promised in his campagns), this blogger starts to wonder where all the change is hiding.

Now don't get me wrong. I love that Obama, a politician, managed to give the U.S. a feeling of hope, managed to get people involved, motivated and optimistic about the future. That alone is an admirable feat. But when I see him doing the exact opposite of what he promised and claimed during his campaign, even I as a foreigner feel betrayed for trusting him.

What do you think. Is Obama dead?

Superheroes are never dead.

New York has everything.

It has lots of parks. Lots of people. Lots of stores. Lots of cheese (I suppose). It also has...

The Brooklyn Superhero Supply Company.

No, really.

Now to tell you this place is awesome would be retarded because it's a Superhero supply store for fuck's sake, what the hell else do you need me to tell you?

If you ever run out of chaos...

Well, actually, this store is a front for a non-profit organisation called it's called 826NYC, which helps children with creative and expository writing skills.

Great cause, great promotion. Gotta love it.

Look at what I can do with empty time.

Took the 10 Meter Photography Challenge today. Here's my five favorite shots...

It's been ages since I did some photography. Though when I see these shots, it feels like I'm just doing the same old stuff I did before aswell. Nothing really new, you know?

Thoughts? Comments? Brutally honest, please.

The Rise and Fall of Lorenzo and the Spiders from his room.

My friend at Cinquainternet told me she was beating me at blogging.

So I says to myself, I says, are you gonna let someone with a name like that tell you she beats you at blogging?

After long long
long
elaborate
and mostly long thinkingsessions I decided that, no. No I would not.
And here we are.

Now I do realise I've been quite inactive here.
This is because I have been working on my thesis. Which is now nearly entirely finished! I'd put it online here for you guys to read it but it's in dutch so most of my non-belgian readers would think I just smashed the keyboard with my clenched fist for 49 pages. And we can't have that, now can we?

I have been gathering bloggingsubjects though in the past days.
One of these is..

Spiders!


Yes, spiders. They freak me out tremendously. Even though the ones in Belgium arn't quite as big as the ones in Australia, I still fear them greatly. I don't even know why. I'm not gonna start screaming like a girl (I bet you're sorry to hear thàt huh), I just tend to freeze up and need to have a distance away from them. Plus I need to know where they are at all times as soon as I spot one.

They have a name for that type of fear (when it's severe enough at least, which it really is for me):


Only in my case it isn't a crappy movie. It's real!

It's ironic really. I mean I'm tall as hell and they're quite tiny. Comparatively speaking that is. Because they're never tiny enough as far as I'm concerned.

Well, actually, I'm cool when they're tiny; I even let them walk on my hands and play with them. But when they start to hit the 1cm mark they start to freak me out for some reason.

On the other hand, I am fascinated by them, I really am. In fact, I've been desperatly trying to get over my fear by not killing spiders anymore, catching them and putting them outside whenever I can.. which I've heard is actually just like killing them because apparantly they can't survive outside. So I just released them as far away from my room as possible.

I had even thought I had won the battle as of late.
But that was before I went to the bathroom and saw one scurrying around in front of me though.

Worst. potty break. ever.

Any other people out there with a fear of spiders? Or any ideas for coping with it?
A friend of mine suggested this thing:



Ideas?

Comments?

Gifts?

All welcome.

Shirts are people too.

... Actually, shirts arn't people at all, I just made that up.

I found some cool stuff you can do with clothing scattered around on the internet. One I really loved was the Digg Me T-Shirt, complete with instructions how to make one yourself.



Cool, no? If you want to make one yourself, put on your DIY-undies and go to Instructables' how-to page written in detail by the creator of the t-shirt, Thydzik! If you want to make it washable, you can make the electronic part removable with velcro or just take out the batteries.

I'd love one, that's for sure. Make me one?