And away we go, V.2.
Before I’m up and out of here for a few days, I’ll leave you with a bit of remaining fodder on which you can chew.
Firstly, I would like to share one of my favorite all time photos shot by a person called Jong Atmosfera;
I don’t know what appeals to me about it the most, but there is a component of it that reminds me that despite what we might think, it turns out that human beings aren’t actually the most important beings on the planet.
Plus, except for humans, I’m just a sucker for baby things.
It was also timely that just before I published today’s post I came across the following strip drawn by the esteemed Roger Lootine;
Yeah… What he said.
In news of art that doesn’t suck, Spencer Lease Canyons from Ritte Van Vlaanderen made with the quickness and gave us a double dose made by a person named Anna Carey;
Being the sucker that I am for model building, as well as miniatures in general, Anna’s work struck a special place in my heart.
It inspires something deep within me, and makes me wish a had a greater attention span for such things than I do.
Thankfully people like Anna does, and I can live vicariously through her.
And while Ritte is fresh on my mind, I’d like to roll this video out that they released some time ago for another go around, because it’s one of my favorites;
Watch it now, and then watch it later.
And then a little while after that, watch it again.
In news of businessy stuff, I would like to offer a very warm welcome into the hallowed halls of the Maximo Supremo list of esteemed advertisers to the good people from Squid Bikes;
I can almost nearly guarantee that they probably, possibly won’t regret it.
Moving on from beautiful people doing beautiful things, I’d like to now post a photo shot by a fellow named Bernie McGinn that contains neither of those things along with a caption I wrote on the Instagrams;
Bernie McGinn took a few photos during our short time together on Sunday, and luckily for my ego, he captured one of my rarely successful backside 5-0 attempts. I fucked up more than I didn’t fuck up, but such is the plight of a middle aged and broken down man-child desperately clinging to shreds of his rapidly disintegrating youth.
Oh my, but does middle age suck.
Finally, I will leave you with a heads up regarding the newest item in the AHTBM web store, which is based on absolute, 100% real life experiences;
If you would like one, the pre-order is open right meow.
Because everybody can use just one more black shirt with bad words printed on it, right?
And though the question doesn’t need to be posed, but what do you think that The Most Interesting Man In The World would do?
It’s better than likely that he wouldn’t fuck around, except for when he did, and even then, he probably wouldn’t.
So it’s with this, and on that note, I’m packed up and off to Seattle;
I’ll catch up with yinz next week with stories from the sea.
Until then, and as a wise sage once said, stay thirsty my friends.
5-0 oh so good.. That is a lot of O’s
Those grunge fellas look like they just finished a 200+ moto ride in the WILDERNESS ROUGHING it…