1.  My concrete evidence for reason number one is lacking, but it is what prompted me to write this.  The first reason I hate Walmart is because I'm pretty sure they used their legal jargon created by their army of lawyers to intimidate eBaums World into removing the video that was recently featured of a Walmart manager refusing last-minute Christmas shoppers access to the store, as it was a mere twenty minutes until closing time on Christmas Eve.  I believe this because the only other explanation would be the mods actually paid attention to an angry PM that informed them another user had already posted the same video, and deserved the feature.  I don't know, which scenario do you think is more likely?

2.  Reason 2 is also lacking hard proof, but I'm pretty sure they fired that manager.  I admired the man's resolve as he blocked the door to the procrastinating ass hats that threatened to keep his employees from getting home to their families at a decent hour on Christmas Eve.  He was an employee's ... Read more ...

The guests checking in to the resort tonight probably thought I was crazy or going deaf as I loudly informed them of their accommodations, while filling in any silence with the idlest of idle chit chat until they left the lobby.  Perhaps they figured out what I was trying to accomplish, as I failed to drown out the rantings and boo-hooing of the assistant general manager, a few feet away with her office door open.  She was on the phone with members of her extended family as they apparently traded off the receiver to make false accusations and give her a verbal gang beat-down.

Let me just say that I love her dearly, and am so grateful that she hired me in this shitty economy.  That being said, tonight I saw some of the most unprofessional behavior I'd ever seen from a superior of mine, and I can't help but lose some respect for her.  She was on the phone for an hour to an hour and a half, wailing things like "You don't even know me if you believe I'd say something like that!" and "What kind of siste ... Read more ...

It's time to say goodbye to this place, at least for a good long while.  It is infested right now, and there are other places to write.  Dangle's blog just got one-starred five times by users I've never even heard of, and was probably flagged, and there's no solution given for this problem in sight.

 

If anyone cares to know where I plan on posting future works, or would like me to check out with their posts, just message me.  I'll still stop by to watch nut-shot vids.

 

It's been fun.  Mods, good luck.

Hi, I'm back with another trying-to-look-busy blog.  The following is a collection of both epiphanies I've had about creating art and some of the best advice I've received on the subject.

 

There are No Lines in Real Life - The first time my Drawing I professor said this to me, I was like "WTF are you talking about?"  He pointed at the long crack, where the cork board wall met the cement floor.

 

"Is that a line?" He asked.

 

"No." I answered, after thinking about it a second or two. 

 

There are no lines, only points where light and shadow meet.  We use lines to draft and separate objects when we transfer it to paper, but those lines don't actually exist beyond our imaginations.  In a formal still life drawing, you should not be able to see them once the piece is complete.  Practicing your technique under this idea will help you develop your understanding of color and gray scale.  You'll also learn the more shades you omit, ... Read more ...

You've got to strike while the iron is hot.

 

That's what I tell myself every time I feel the stress of being overworked.  I've got three jobs this Summer.  Last week it was four, but I quit that cashiering gig.  It wasn't a proud moment for me, and it didn't arrive at that conclusion without my conscience having several arguments with my feet, lower back and eye lids.  It was the first time I've quit anything because I couldn't hack it physically.  Not that collecting money and boxing bulk groceries is at all strenuous, but when you mix it with your jobs as a deli clerk, timeshare salesperson/concierge and office manager for a small contracting business, you utter the phrase "Fuck this," a little quicker than you normally would.

 

You may wonder why someone would want to take on this much, especially a single person with no kids.  The answer is unemployment; Months and months of unemployment.  I owe several people money, and I hate that shit.  The orphanage started refusing to ... Read more ...