Nice try, champ

Tis once again the season for designing artwork for and printing t-shirts for the annual Southminster Presbyterian Church camp at Camp Olivet. Here is my favorite idea so far which was quickly rejected by MJ as she informed me that the Muppets aren't as cool as they once were. She has never been more wrong about anything ever.

The anticipation builds

It is no secret that our family has some super mad love for the muppets. This trailer has me more excited than ever about the new film, and quite honestly summoned a bit of moisture from my eyes.

Geek out

Does this do anything for you? Because i'm pretty sure i peed my pants a little.

Keep your cameras where we can see them

Them Jane gals and i saddled up and headed to the windy city for a hot minute. For moments upon moments we’d been chit-chatting about a short trip north to the Museum of Science & Industry to experience the Fantastic World of Jim Henson exhibit. Well sir, that’s just about what we did. Our road trip began with some intense conversation regarding personal and family goals for the new year. Baby Jane decided that twenty-eleven would be the year of learning to fly solo on the potty. After about an hour’s worth of discussion, i reluctantly agreed. After all, i’ve put these gals through enough already. In what seemed like no time at all, we had been robbed by a hand full of toll booths, we plowed through two floors of IKEA, and finally found ourselves passed out in a Red Roof Inn.

The next day, i was awaken by a toddler feeding me bunny crackers while the soft glow of PBS Kids fell gently upon us. We lifted our tired bodies from the hotel linens, freshened up, and stepped out into the fresh winter snow as it beckoned us onward toward the heart of Chicago. Once we arrived at the museum, there was time to ride the rails from Chicago to Seattle and back again before our 12:45 appointment with the Muppets. On the way, we saw a cattle drive as well as a family picnic being interrupted by a ferocious bear. Outstanding.

When we were finally granted access to the Fantastic World of Jim Henson, we were informed that there was to be no personal video or photography taken during the tourof the exhibit. Grrrrrrr. Well, anyone who knows me is privy to the fact that i am nothing if not a stickler for rules. Therefore, i had to instead hijack the following imagery from the interwebs to present them as my own…

Regardless, we did see all of these things and so much more including silkscreen prints, sketches, ideas, storyboards, short films, fraggles, etcetera. Rather than not do justice, i’ll simply say that i left the exhibit quite inspired and with an even deeper appreciation for the artistry, craft, and vision of the dreamer, Jim Henson.

Thanks to the lovers, the dreamers, and you.

Hot frosting

I totally suck at bloggering. However, you have to admit that when i bring it, it's absolutely worth the wait. After all, photos of Baby Jane and cake are pretty much enough to get the most cheerless chap through another drab day. "Why the cake?" you may ask. Well, somebody had a birthday recently and it may or may not have been yours truly. Here's how the special day went down: slinging coffee with the brew ladies, japanese cuisine and iced cream with the family, ridiculous sinus headache and earache while watching mst3k, pepperoni pizza and ed wood's glen or glenda. All in all, pretty much rad. The next morning, i worked eight and a half hours at the brew and came home with this...

I worked for three and a half years at the sbux and never once had a watermelon cake bestowed upon me for my birthday by my boss. Suck on it, sbux. When i arrived home i was greeted with kisses and the following...

I'm not real sure why it took us nearly seven years to ice that fireplace, but i'm diggin' the crap out of it. I gotta say, i'm pretty much inspired to attack the kitchen cabinets next. At the moment, Mama Jane doesn't seem to share my enthusiasm for such an endeavor. Stay tuned to see how this one pans out. And now, let us commemorate the fireplace as she used to be with a strange photo featuring a ghostly Baby Jane...

Later on, we went nuts at half-price books and threw down three coupons and some cash for some eels, muppets, and richard scarry. The best part is that Baby Jane is now singing 'the rainbow connection'. I'll just let you imagine how sick with cute that happens to be.

In closing, apparently there is a show on a&e about midgets and pitbulls.

It may or may not be called 'the pit boss'. Mama Jane says, 'clever, huh?'

Later dudes.

The weight of words

Todays playlist

The Muppets + Weezer =

The Street

Just like i remember...