#hieroglyphics #delthefunkyhomosapien #cassette #tape - future development (Taken with instagram)
Concept Artist Martin Deschambault has been working on a personal project called Project 77. Martin wanted to create a universe where he could design environments, creatures, vehicles and characters. So he started to create this first series of concept art to establish a hi-level style. Martin is currently working as a Senior Concept Artist at Ubisoft Montreal. (text from here)
Link: www.dechambo.com
This needs to be a game in-fact it should be ubisofts next franchise.
In the equivalent of a Spanish Best Buy are individual sections for Blueberry and Love & Rockets. My North American friends, we are doing something wrong.
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How about ending the week with a slight touch of awesomeness ? I just discovered John Aslarona’s impressive work, and I’m sure you want to discover it too. Believe me. So go enjoy his great talent in the full article, where dozens of geekdom heroes portraits are waiting for you !
Et si on finissait la semaine avec une touche de beauté geek-artesque ? Je viens de découvrir le travail incroyable de John Aslarona, et je croyez-moi, vous voulez le découvrir également ! Alors précipitez-vous dans la suite de l’article où des dizaines de superbes portraits de héros du geekdom vous attendent !
Jody Scheckter & Gilles Villeneuve/Ferrari 312 T4/Monaco/1979
(Check my other posts about Scheckter/Villeneuve at Monaco ‘79: 1, 2, 3)
Towel Day 2012
You live and learn. At any rate, you live.
Since 2001, admirers of Douglas Adams the world over have celebrated Towel Day, a holiday created by fans two weeks after his passing to commemorate the late, great author. As a tribute, Towel Day is typically celebrated by carrying a towel with you for the entirety of May 25th, demonstrated here and here by the good people of the internet. For those who haven’t read the books (shame on you), the towel is a reference to Adams’ most famous work, the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy:
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have “lost”. What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in “Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There’s a frood who really knows where his towel is.” (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)For more information on the holiday, visit TowelDay.org, and if you happen to be sporting your towel today like I will be, feel free to send a picture along and we’ll put them up later tonight!
oh my god i’m at the grocery store and there is a guy in the frozen section who is tweaked off his balls on some kind hallucinatory drug.
i’m in the next isle meowing softly through the cereal boxes where he can’t see me and he is losing his shit pulling pizza boxes out of the freezers and yelling that he needs to save the popsicle cat
am i a bad person
u r awesome, and my new hero







