google yr mom

So if you've seen me drunk lately you've probably heard about my most latestest ramble against google.com. The other day, I was over-pondering the state of colloquialisms in my vernacular (and more importantly that of society as a whole) when I got caught up on 'googling'.
Its such a common term now that you can't practically avoid hearing/using it. I constantly find myself in conversations based on the subject and I am starting to become annoyed with the whole ordeal. "I don't know the answer to that question, why don't I just 'google' it" is the starting point for the thoughts of middle management and preschoolers alike. The verb 'to google' is as common as pointless ramble on my blog. Internet searchingerosity is now defined by a corporate trademark. Moreso, the trademark has slimered it's way into our vocabulary, fucking us over yet again.
Yes, its but another example of our willingness to accept the erosion of human expression (in turn culture?) in the name of blatant corporatism. While I do enjoy the benefits of this trend and ultimately am in support of it, I have beef with google on a very important but often overlooked level.
You see, the success of the company google.com has entrenched the paramountcy of the the website over a very special/now antiquated aspect of my childhood. The googly eye. Google (alternate spelling.. sorta) eyes used to be the bomb shit for craft making back in the day. You could instantly personify your fav inanimate objects, giving character to your otherwise lifeless things (only child much?).
People used to say "yea, I googled my slippers" on a more than regular basis (super-regular!) which meant they just went and glued a bunch of google eyes on their footwear. Nowadays you get a bunch of slipper websites with your googling, and I bet most of them dont actually google shit. In fact, I was hard pressed to find google eyes on the internet at all (only 314, 000 websites showed up when I 'googled' "googly eyes".... pitiful).
So really my question slash beef is "what the fuck happened to the companies that used to google shit???" I've read recently that there are 100's of people suffering from the recent collapse of the google eye industry. However, while many lives were ruined, the decline of google eyes was offset by the blossoming bobble head market. The bobble industry was the natural extension of google eyes, because the foundational science behind the two technologies is the same. Bobbling is googling. Trust me, theres algorithms and shit. But economists are now forecasting that the industry just didn't have the long run average cost curve to sustain its marginal returns (thereby bringing about the cessation of production).Basically, it means that while boggle heads are still currently hot and riding their initial novelty trend, google eyes will never fully be matched.

They are timeless.

Google eyes shaped our generation. Their constant unpredictable glances made us who we are. We look at the world with a lofty footed view that changes direction as quickly as its glued on. Google eyes are clearly the source of this cultural tradition as they were surely responsible for instilling it within us. Google eyes are pretty much to us what the rhinestone was to country music (googly?>?). They are the shit and I'm gonna let the world know. I actually plan to start googling some shit around vancouver. I've seen a lot of whack graf there recently, and it'd be funny way to start off the term. A little interactive project for the good ol' normally expressionless masses. Regardless of whether you'll like it google eyes are bringing google back. google yr stuff dawgs, stay ahead of the game.

This is how cool ghostface is

Guns N' Razors

AYO! f'real, I'm just blogging this right now for lack of anything better to do. Ultimately this was the reason for me getting into blogging; it justifies wasting my life in front of this computer. I'm a little drunk right now, and heavily blazed as of like five minutes ago. I really only turned on my pooter to listen to this new album I pirateered today.
Anyone who's spent time with me knows about how I gets down with ghostface. He's dropping 'More Fish' on Dec. 12th, but its thankfully all over the internet. Because its EFFING HOT! First off, Ghost is basically a 'super producer', which means that any beat he touches turns to flames instantly. THere's so many crazy samples on the album, and with the typically ghost 'faaling apart' drums, it doesn't even matter what he says. Go get it now (from me). To JEFFREY - This biscuit is seriously hot, 1,000 grams of uncut ill-ghostification.
Enough of that though, check out this pic of me. It perfectly captures what i feel like right now. Blurryness and all. I have that stupid look on my face that I always make when I'm about to say something that makes you laugh. You know that if you were in that room at that moment you would have laughed. Admit it.
Anyway yo, I got toonies to stack and an album to loop.

PEAS

DOS II

Okay, so I was gonna put this pic as my main profile one or whatever, but am holding out for something more. Although it is a hilarious portrayal of me, I feel its not appropriate, because we all know it's just another fucking macbook picture. "Nobody's impressed with this guy's weak picture" they'll say, "its just another fucking macbook picture". I can already hear them sayin it.
I'm sorta insecure about my blog. However, I'm soon gonna be posting some hot illos (when you have a blog, you have to call drawings "illos" in case someone from the art community stops by to sneer at your life) which will probably blow your mind. We're looking at 100% hand rasterized digital pieces. Anyway, just sayin whuttup.

First Post

Well this is the first post. Its the rabbi-robot-rabbi in action, hopping his way into blogdom. This is really just a test run, so You should come back later for future posts. Hugs, kisses - P