I hate feathers:

But this goes out to those who help make the pain of everyday life ranging from sneezing to crying a little less painful...

Quotes:

"You wouldn't download a car."

"Not a stranger to danger more a stranger to your idiotic ideas..."

"STOP ALL THE DOWNLOADIN!!!"

"Sorry I suck at being sympathetic but I think you suck anyway..."

"I don't fight fair I fight ironically."

"I think you overestimate my give-a-damn-ometer..."

"iMa MaNTa RaY!!!1"

"I don't want cheese with my whine I want you to be quiet..."

"Ill punch a hole in time to abort you..."

"You do know who I think you aren't?"

"I think your overestimating my ability to use you're in a valid way but just to get to the point your an idiot."

"Jackhole"

Just got in an argument over the internet on beauty. I won. Huzzah...

Freedom:

I believed for the longest time I was truly free. I used to think freedom was an ability and a condition. Was I wrong to think of it like that. Freedom is more like a side effect of circumstance. To prove this I will use math.
x
By itself x is a variable and can be whatever it wants to be until defined. At that point in time when it is undefined it is truly untouchable and truly free but life isn't that simple. But as more things are added onto that variable the freedom is taken away.
x-1
This would be the subtraction of a freedom such as clothing x being the freedom you have constrained by clothing. Like the cost of money


But life is more then just simple additions or subtractions there are things that can be added to help boost some freedoms while detracting from others. For example throughout the course of history we have developed technology that do free us from some constraints but in the process of accessing those freedoms we constrain ourselves. For example we have the freedom of flight thanks to airplanes but laws make us take classes in order to use them properly.
3x-1<x
3x is the multiplication from getting the ability to fly minus the freedom we lose overall from flying such as take offs and landings. But since we are limited by the plane type a more apropriate equation would be
3x-1<x<y
Same equation but "y" in this situation is the type of aircraft avalible since the freedom cannot be greater then the aircrafts capabilities.


Now x is not only itself but also itself and 1. The restraints that 1 came with will now be attached to x. So freedom could be written as an equation with each restriction is a variable. The more restrictions the more variables less freedom.
So yes I am free but constrained by that which also makes me free. Weird how that works out huh?

Update Three:

Take it to the fridge:

Really.

I don't even know.

I need to stop drafting posts at 1:00 in the morning. But I just read Cyanide and Happiness for a laugh and I came across this comic. It got me thinking about all the opposites of the holidays. Holiday spirit, without offending anybodies religious views. Although I find the tackiness of some houses Christmas decorations to just be offensive anyway. Or how we define peoples relations through presents while telling kids that really its about spirit. Although at least one funny thing did come out of Christmas shopping. When I told my mom I needed to get one more present and I was going to go drive she was concerned about my driving abilities on the ice and said

"You will go when hell freezes over."

"Mom if you haven't looked outside it already did freeze over."

She gave me that fake laugh and said

"Who is the present for?" So  I looked her dead in the eye and said.

"Well you."

I could have sworn she said dammit under her breath.

Skull'd

Now December is my least favorite month. Really. I mean I live in Colorado and I have met some of the nicest people in the world. But if Colorado's weather was a person, nobody would associate the word nice with him/her. While the weather is ideal for things like skiing and snow boarding which people in the mountains do a lot. It generally gets in the way of a lot and it is one of the banes of my existence. Now I know someone is already saying (and considering I do know a few Canadians read this blog every now and then I know who). "Yeah well its not as bad as over here." Maybe not but really I am not complaining about the amount of snow. I am just complaining about the snow and if I were in your shoes and it was snowing but worse then over here then the only thing that would change would be how bitter I am towards the snow.

Yeah I plug in my acoustic

You know what while I am complaining, I hate bats, and bees in video games. I started playing Terraria recently and as soon as I saw a bat in that game I had flash backs of every time I had to fight bats in a video game. Castlevania had bats, Legend of Zelda has bats, Resident evil 5 had a Batapillar which was a bat and a Caterpillar. All those different games, all those flashbacks came back and I prepared to fight a bat, and then a GIANT BEE came and killed me. So yeah bees. I hate them too. I like flowers because they are quiet and pretty and don't move when I take pictures unlike birds, but as soon as a bee is in one of them dancing around on top of the flower either it moves the flower enough to where the picture I take looks bad or at least worse then it already would have been. Or the part of the flower I was taking a picture of gets blocked by a fat abdomen or thorax. I feel like I sound pretentious right now though. "Hmm yes those bees are quite pesky when it comes to doing photography..." Then again with only 2 followers... Who cares what I look like especially online.
So take it to the fridge.
Now.

Update Two:

Pretty Blank:

Bob Ross's paint Brush

So looking at my blog I realize that I suck at grammar and that so far all of my posts that involved original content were in black and white. Which is unusual of me because I normally like bright pictures. With lots of shiny effects. Unfortunately as much as I wish I was as high caliber artist as say Bob Ross and his magical abilities to paint a black cat eating blue berries in a coal mine at midnight with just the color orange. That guy was just cool. He was a ninja. In the mean time my non-ninja forgetful self forgot to say that I also including digital art enjoy photography immensely. Art is something that even though I am not the best at I admit is one of the more beautiful ways to show emotion and photography is one of my preferred ones for illustrating the real world since free hand I am not the best in the world.

Cement Flowa

I have always had a basic philosophy with photography and that is its always a good time to take a picture but its not always the best angle. This was a philosophy grown on the back of my photography shenanigans being mostly done with film instead of digital. Each time I take a film picture, I lock my joints and hold my breathe not out of artistic style or to make it look really dramatic but because film is expensive. For that split moment even if my eye blends with machine perfectly to capture a moment in time, somebody at a store captures some more money from my wallet. I could say its the sacrifice of an artist, but when the reward is greater then the loss its not much of a sacrifice is it. Anyway I am going to toss up some pictures.

Roses

Cruise

Picture of a skate boarder

Cheers!

-A.O

I didn't make these videos

But I do like them and no I don't believe in the delete button.
I don't feel like original content at 1:32 in the morning which is when this was drafted...

Shower:

Took a shower to start my day opened the door from my bathroom with a kick and the steam rolled out with it and for a brief second I felt like a bad ass until I looked in the mirror and saw I grabbed the pink towel....

Update One!

Its a BP oil spill Jellyfish.

We deliver:
As for what we deliver I am not quite sure but hey got to start somewhere so my first post is going to include a couple pictures and maybe some lines from my favorite piece. Little bit about why I do all these silly little pics. It all started when I got my first computer and didn't like any of the backgrounds I found. I mean any of them because I was a bratty little kid who thought deserved the world. When I realized how stupid of a way that was to think I decided why not try and making a background. How hard can it be? As a twitchy seven year old it was very hard but slowly I believe I have been getting better ever since; its either that or every time I ask for honest feedback people lie to me. Between then and now things have changed when it comes to making images. I went from paper to Microsoft paint, and finally way too many image editing programs to come up with something I feel looks good. 

I must apologize though for my highschool level writing abilities and so if I jump around a lot and my writing just doesn't make sense then blame public school systems and my lysdexia. Strangely enough when tested for lysdexia I had high reading scores, and my math was crap. Somehow out of it though  I manage to put together fairly decent spoken word/poetry. Frankly I can't tell the difference between both so I wont pick the term for you you can do that. Here is an excerpt piece I did I think Ill leave it at that for my first post in the mean time Happy Holidays!

What happened to the old TV?

You know where I loved you and you loved me

Where we were a happy family

And not people getting punched in the face on MTV

When facts roll most from comedy central

Where is the straight talk express

When all you are really doing is weaving around this mess?

Now hey I know I am only 18

With a slightly darker then normal complexion so people group me

With the cocaine snorting Charlie Sheen’s

But

I know I am different

Even if I am not the best

All this hate in the world though is truly what I detest

Trying to be the best of me

When the rest of people look at me and see something

Non-existent

Some people judge me for what I am not

And I know right now I am complaining because of what I don’t got

But please world leave me a message after the beep

Am I failing you world

Or are you failing me?

Do I need to stand stronger alone or rally people next to me? 

Who will listen to the calls even though it might not be destiny? 

I used to think the best of me would not be caught with poetry but on the scene of 93 could I expect the best of beats to be flowing from slam poetry, so I request that at best I be viewed with a smile and do not detest that where I plea and request where I take my liberty to speak, to address the poverty that riddles those around and close to me that you should not, mock me

Intro

This is a blog:

Be nice to the blog. This is a blog about me putting up things I think look good which, when you have ADHD is generally colorful shiny things. Little bit of "art" or my doodles and a bit of "poetry" or whatever I feel like saying in a way that has some rhythm. If you have any questions or comments feel free to send them my way. Feedback is always encouraged, and Happy Holidays!

-A.O