Matador update.

Last night marked the first anti-matador painting action. Someone threw a cheap little ceramic vase at it, and I believe it splattered some sort of brownish liquid on it. No real damage. The Matador is strong.

I was putting this photo up as a general indication of the lightness in Mr. Van Damme's loafers, but even though he's in spandex pants doing the splits, theres still a gaggle of underwear models staring in awe at his crotch, which I think pretty much evens it out, and just makes it disturbing and unnecessary.

Van Damme Redemption

He said it! Not quite as garbled as we would have liked , but he says the line. It happens after evil V.D. attacks good V.D. (good V.D.?) for starting to get busy with his girl. His outrage is expressed when he yells at her "You above all people should know I never wear silk underwear" Then, to our surprise and delight he evil V.D. points at good V.D. and calls him a faggot, making him possibly the first and only action star to call himself a faggot in one of his movies. Bravo!

Van Dammaniacs!

The other day my friend and I watched a classic piece of action movie madness in Van Damme's tour de force Lionheart, where we expected the sidekick character to scream "LIONHEART!!!!!". This has been a long running joke of ours. Unfortunately it wasnt in the fucking movie. Really shook us up. So now were preparing to watch Double Impact, where two Van dammes scrap 'er out, and at some point we expect one of them tio say in garbled english "You know I never wear silk underwear". Turd Eagle can remember this line being delivered as "You know I nare wear silk annerwear" The "n"s should be pronounced like a deaf ninja would. We'll see if this precious childhood memory is just a another fabrication of something good like Commando and square pizza. Childhood is gay.

Take that graffitti Jerks!

The hanging of the huge matador painting went just as planned today, with immediate positive crowd reaction in the form of an old man who approved. I have nothing against graffitti as a whole art thing, but not when it sucks and is on my house. So take that jerks!

Many thanks to the intrepid Blandy Snorhal who was nice enough to come by and document the event. You rock!

Man, I'm bored as shit. I need to get a job or something. In the meantime I got a huge ugly painting to put up over the piece of shit graffitti tag on the side of my house. It's one of the ugliest paintings I've ever seen, and its about 3 and a half feet by 2 feet. When it goes up I'll update with some snaps. This is a sneak preview.

Anyways, if anyone wants to come over and play scrabble or have a fight in the yard or something, give me a call.