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Otter cooties!

Young wolfin’s

I was talking with a friend the other day about how a baby wolfin (small w) might behave; and, the only thing we could really agree on was that it would be a horribly awkward little creature with that gigantic tail.
Baby takes first steps and, bam!, ends up face-first with his tail laying between his ears pinning him down.
Funny, and yet cute at the same time ^.^

“What a Friend” by Greg Long Lyrics

Standing here it’s cold and rainy
I keep hoping someday maybe,
the Sun will shine.

Be like me, I keep on dreamin’
There must be more to believe in
Somewhere, someone.

Then You stand by me
And I see Your Mercy
I cry and finally surrender

Chorus
What a friend we have in Jesus
Knowing You will never leave us
You are the light inside my soul
I want You to know
I love You so
Darkness will come and will try to hide the truth
But I will say
That I believe in You

When I stop and think of Heaven
All the beauty that I’ll live in
How can it be

I though I tried I know I hurt You
All You’ve been is faithful and true
I’m unworthy

Yes, You died for me.
Now I’m Your’s for
eternity

Repeat Chorus


I know You’re here to guide me
You are always right beside me
Until I see You face to face

Then You stand by me,
And I see Your Mercy
I smile, and thank You forever

Repeat Chorus x2


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ATTENTION ROBERT STECHMESSER, OF NORTH CAROLINA. Our research shows there is only one human being left in America without an mp3 player.
Woot.com

Hey, Bob. Can we call you Bob? No? Robert then. Fine, Mr. Stechmesser. Look, turns out you’re the last hold-out. You’re literally the only person we can find who doesn’t own an mp3 player and, well, we’re checking to see what you’re going to do to remedy that.

You could certainly do worse than this refurbished Apple 32GB iPod touch. It’s the current gen model, it’s got plenty of memory for those John Hiatt albums you like so much, and you could run apps-

Oh, sorry. There are these things called apps. They’re like little computer programs. Most of them are just wastes of time but you can find neat things too. You can even take pictures or video. Yes, just like the perfectly good camera you already have. Well, not quite as good as a decent camera. But that’s beside the point.

Look, Mr. Stechmesser: the sooner you give in and buy one of these things the sooner Apple will achieve their goal of world domination and the sooner we can stop having to sell their junk because everyone will already have it. Or we can keep up with the current plan: waiting for any hold outs to die off naturally.

The Dreamfiles, Ep 4: Bees, Bathrooms and Mafia

From the outside I walked past some Yogi Bear-type campers and at the back of their camp site… at the back of their camp site I opened a hidden doorway. As I did one of the campers loudly exclaimed in Get Smart’s voice “the old wet paint on the hidden stick trick!”

At the door, another person yelled to me, whom I fell in after and discovered what he was yelling to me about. We’d falled into a large beehive of anthropomorphic bees. They had even made furniture with honeycomb and beeswax. All of the dozens…hundreds of bees over several rooms were friendly, but, fear-inducing just from their appearance.

After finally entering the main complex and descending several more flights of stairs I came to the bottom of one flight of stairs and all that was there was a singular metal door, opening it up I entered a huge public restroom with several stalls and showers on the opposing side. It was at that point I remember “feeling” buried alive and thinking no matter what I didn’t want to die underground.

No sooner had I thought that then two mafia men came bursting into the bathroom with guns looking for me. I pulled some women’s clothes from one of the shower’s (apparently it was a unisex bathroom) and slipped out past them, discarding the costume in one of the corridors.

Wolfin Underwater

Also the first commissioned image of Wolfin ever.

 

Never go to bed angry, stay awake and plot your revenge.
Lolcats

How to play your favorite 90s games on your PC

Obama’s Birth Certificate

That old chestnut is back again [1] [2]. You know, a lot of folks are getting all railed up and angry that people are asking for Obama’s birth certificate. One commenter on MSNBC going so far as to say: “you’re all just a bunch of ignorant, racist, bigots, plain and simple.”

The thing is tho, Obama could stop this in one quick move; by presenting a birth certificate. I mean, he should want this to stop, right? So, if he really was born in the US why is showing off proof of that seem impossible to him. I mean, there is never really any attempt made to just prove it, but rather to attack those who ask.
Now, I’m not an American and don’t care if their president is an American. But, from the outside looking in it seems to be people are getting very defensive and avoiding the issue that given his behavior we can be pretty sure he doesn’t have a US birth certificate. Now, the only question is, did he ever? 

Original

Sometimes, life is like life.
Myself
Wolfin, my more chatty alter-ego.
Myself

The Dreamfiles, Ep 3: Cheetos and Pie

I find myself sitting on a sweet table at some sort of Church event in my old Church, with an older gentleman I used to know about to pray over the food. Each time he starts to however, something interrupts him. At the end he just says a few words and a quick “Amen!” before anyone else gets the opportunity to, and when I open my eyes from the prayer a woman puts a large piece of pie in my face with a “Here! Take care of this.”

I grab the pie, take a bite and head back into the kitchen — I can’t remember exactly what kind of pie it was, but it looked like coconut or banana creme. Once I arrived in the kitchen I seen someone had opened a large bag of Cheetos on one of the cupboards, and I reach over and grab one as someone else bumps into me on the way by.  This is most likely the result of me going to bed hungry. 
Apple might as well out-and-out admit that they don't think their userbase is very smart.
Strife89

The Dreamfiles, Ep 2: Fringe meets TF2

I went to sleep and was on the ground beside a concrete building, shaded from the sun overhead, seemingly nothing of interest as far as I could see except a straight series of railroad tracks off to my right. An almost TF2 style landscape with sand and wooden railroad tracks.

Me and my team were making our way along the side of the building going after some band of criminals. My team and I all carrying guns, with an Aussie much like the sniper in TF2 and Peter Bishop from Fringe there, as well as a random teenager who may have represented the scout but looked more like a young version of Lincoln Lee.

I have no idea what out mission really was, I woke up before that dream came to any logical conclusion, but it was like TF2 + Fringe in a random team setting. I wish I had been able to experience the whole thing.

if what it is is what it isn't inside me i don't wanna be controlled by a fantasy
Figurehead by The Queenstons
Given the choice; 1 out of 1 Wolfin's polled considered coffee part of a complete breakfast.
Myself

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