i am sick of the humans and their human-being ways,
so i have designed a house on saturn, where i shall live alone and write songs for myself - pop in if you're ever in the neighbourhood.

i'm not really sure if i even like this... oh well... it's done now.

i wanted to make something a bit weird, so i did.

jesus christ... i've become one of these annoying people who just throws gifs everywhere now - like at the beginning of the internet, when people first started making their own pages and just put little dancing hamsters everywhere - that's what i've become.

anyway, this is an idea i'm still working on for the excuse why i'm not getting anyone any christmas presents  (i'm saying there's no presents this year because all santa's reindeer called in sick, but they're actually just all down the strip club.)  if you can, play mr.oizo's 'steroids' (mr. oizo remix) to this, because that's the song i'll be using (especially the instrumental bit at the end).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-2vIPFz6W8

don't mess about with gifs, kids - turns out they're a bloody nightmare. this is from some club visuals i tried to do.

someone inspired me to mess about with gifs, so here you go. this is from an advert me and my mate did ages ago trying to sell spoons to children on the basis you could 'heal the sick!' with them.

more wonkey portraits of people from history

by the way, this is supposed to be winston churchill (not a young orson welles)

gandhi (not alf garnett)

mother teresa (not an exhumed mummy)

jimi hendrix (not prince)

and queen victoria (not some bloke with a miniature cake on his head)

i guess this is kind of going okay so far... and yes, it is meant to be abraham lincoln, not that blue thing from the x-men.