My Colorizations

Howdy there folks! I'd just thought I'd leave you all with a little christmas present before the new years. Sorry, i'm late as usual... But here they are, Colorizations!

Before I talk about these pictures, I'm going to lay a few of my principals when doing these.

Rule 1: Find humor in every subject
Images can be pretty dull at times. So when you color, give what would be a naturally dull subject (i.e. bishop of Washington D.C. or Stonecutter) a little flair with color.

Rule 2: Find beauty in every subject
This is very important. Even the lowly delivery boy can have an aura of romance, and nostalga if you color it right. Show that he wore a red shirt because it was St. Valentine's day

Rule 3: Use black and white photos
Yah, just a no-no if you try to color color photos

Rule 4: Bring your subject to life with color. Make it seem as human as possible
So, when you color, you don't really just color everything black or grey. You do as much as possible to give everything an edge, a motive, a life.

Rule 5: The sky is your's to color
You have full interpretation of each subject. You're only limited by yourself. You have the choice of being deadly accurate, or light hearted by coloring a picture of the Empire State building purple.

Rule 6: Have fun with it

So let's get started! First up is an image of President Herbert Hoover's schnauzer puppy. I dont remember it's name, but I found this cute image of him. Sitting on Mr. President's medicine balls. At first, the color seems pretty cute as is, but look at what can be done with a touch of color.

By coloring the balls and the puppy itself, you give each item life. Also, I whitened the wall since it was the white house you know...

This is where the Humor Philosophy comes from. Take a rather uningenious character like Calvin Coolidge, and show him playing and exercising with the speaker of the house.

Breathe in a little color, and it seems they're really exercising.

Subjects, such as this one of Matthew Brady usually can be a bit monotone, and by coloring each article of clothing a different color, You get a bit more of an interesting result.

A more realistic, and life like Matt Brady

The Beauty Philosophy comes from this little pretty picture here. We've got John Coolidge riding a horse. Seen it. Millions of other pictures look just like it. Wrong. A shade of chestnut brown, then another coloring for the trees, grass and of course, young master Coolidge.

You end up with a more Photographic, colored, realistic result. Although I admit, sometimes some things dont look real at all.

Rule five comes from here. Here, i'm set up with a slight Dilemma here. The colors of the jackets should be blue like Union colors, but to give this image the life it begs, you stray from the norm. It's ok. You have the option of coloring whatever you want, whatever you want. So, everything else is pretty normal except for the color of their cloth. Also, as an added subtle feature, the two gentlemen are the only colored thing in the image.

With a touch of red, these two men seem to bring out a bygone era of gentlemen warriors.

Every so often, you choose to take a rather large idea and really just color the hell out of it.

Like this cigar shop, I touched it up and gave each individual box a bit of color.

Hello Mr. Coolidge. Well folks, thanks for reading this much. Enjoy these images I have done for all of you. Just kidding. I was bored as hell.

Colored:

Rating Punctuation

Hey all, I felt like doing this post since there was nothing better to do.

The Exclamation Point [!]
2/10
What more can I say. You stick it to the end of a sentence, it's instantly tacky. Such as:
"I know what you want you see!"

The Question mark [?]
10/10 (Z Choice)
It's ruggedness, versatility and great use makes it an all round excellent piece of punctuation.

The period [.]
8/10
Sometimes you dont know when to use it just right, but when you do, Oh boy will it sting! It's a great one, but sometimes, you feel it just doesn't belong sometimes.

The apostrophe [']
5/10
A confused little thing, it apparently is the substitute of missing letters in words: O'er, 'is, 'eer. Dont get me started on contractions and possessive use. Jane's, Bob's, Dave's, Don't, Ya'aaaaawl. What's up with that?

The quotation mark ["]
6/10
Useful alot especially when quoting people. haha! <-- tacky [!]

The Tilde mark [~]
3/10
Aparently, it makes several people horny, but in other cases, useless. But more entertaining than using the [!].

The backwards apostrophe [`]
1/10
Never used it before

The at symbol [@]
10/10 (Z Choice)
Super useful and good job with the swoosh thing.

The pound sign [#]
4/10
It comes up occasionally but other than that. Utterly useless, but useful when needed.

The dollar sign [$]
8/10
Who doesn't want this?

The Percent sign [%]
6/10
Kinda sexy with it's provocative "o's"

The carrot [^]
5/10
Unless i'm typing up math on the computer, I find this as useful as a pile of doggy doo doo

The And swooshy thing [&]
9/10
If you look carefully, it's like Rodin's thinker. It's a great piece of work. Especially with it's brother the "e" shaped and.

The Star [*]
10/10 (Z Choice)
Great for typing up emotions. *whimper* *fart*. Catch my drift? *fart*

The parentheses [(] [)]
7/10
Meh

The underscore [_]
8/10
Great for writing incredibly long email addresses and URLs

The dash [-]
8/10
Nothing fun about it

The plus [+]
6/10
We're deviating too far from real punctuation

The bracket [[] []]
8/10
Useful in that my bracket's are bracketed

The sexy bracket [{] [}]
9/10
Brackets with nipples! *laughs*

the back slash [\]
6/10
The button is hard to find.

The watchamacallit [|]
2/10
Not useful at all. This is the loner, black sheep, retard of the punctuation family.

The colon [:]
8/10
Hee hee... colon

The comma [,]
9/10
Useful, but dangerous if over used. I'm surprised i'm just writing about them now...

The arrow thingies [<] [>]
7/10
Somewhat useful, but other than that, you'll never use them. Ever. Except that one time involving that Chick we picked up in Yonkers...

The Slash [/]
10/10 (Z Choice)
The bigger, better brother of the \. It's better used and it's easier for my finger to find.

The semicolon [;]
(0/10)
Useless! I don't even know when to use you! You suck. You fail at life!

The upside down question mark [¿]
6/10
It's fun to throw off loved ones with this little toy

The Music note [♪] [♫]
10/10 (Z Choice)
Yay! Music nerd ooberness!

The Female symbol [♀]
9/10
Not punctuation...

The orange with cloves [☼]
♠/10

Ok, I think we're waaaay too far from the true definition of punctuation... Well, that about wraps it up. Goodnight and Happy Festivus

"Why Didnt you do something?" said the bitch

So i'm at my friends house today when I'm helping out a little in their front yard, cutting branches from their mulberry tree. When this woman with some sort of large bulldog or boxer walks by. Out of nowhere, his dog runs towards the larger boxer and starts to I suppose mingle with it. But the boxer explodes and attacks his dog and naturally, his dog will fight back. Like 10 minutes earlier, his dog had encountered some other dogs and was fairly friendly, but I suppose when that boxer saw the dog charging out to play with him, he started to attack. I should know, i've been to his house on several occasions and when I ring the bell, the dog usually runs up to me and barks. I know better than to ring the bell from now on. So after staring at the little tiny woman struggling with the dogs he pushes his dog away and scolds it.

But what's worse is afterwards, she looked at me. And then to his uncle who was working with the long loppers and started asking: "Why didnt you do something?" She said that several times again and what was I to do? I stood there blinking. Look lady, I dont own a dog so what the hell do I know about dog rearing? You're the woman with a fucking boxer. You should be able to handle it. Why cant you hm? Cause you buy a god damn huge dog and live on bay farm. Your idea of walking the dog is to drive your damn dog out to the main island, that way you can shop and look at crap you wont buy. Seriously, i've never seen dogs fight until that moment. I've seen a dog chase a cat, but that's about it. It's almost like watching a nature program. I'm not likely to interfere with nature. I dont walk up to the television to try stop the lion from eating the gazelle. No, I watch since men have this weird almost inevitable fascination with fighting animals. Seeing this was almost like watching a nature program. It's all new to me. So you tiny whore with dog, you manage yourself. You're on their property.

I dont even know why people buy big dogs. I believe there should be some sort of regulation over the size of dog you can own. I mean come on, this woman looked like she weighed about 110 lbs and could barely lift a crate of light bulbs. And yet, she's walking in the street with one of the feistiest dogs on the earth. It's like a person, trying to live in a studio apartment with 40 cats or 2 great danes. Granted, if the person was a tall strong person, then yeah, they could manage the dogs. But this woman cant even control her dog. Lest even put on it's collar properly. It had also slipped out of it's collar. I watched as she slipped it on, over its ears easily.

As she walked into the depths of hell, she stopped by one of my friend's neighbors and told the whole story from her viewpoint. *gaah! what a bitch!* And then she drove off to her cow shed on bay farm. I still cant get over the fact that people drive their dogs to their walkies now. What is this world coming to? I thought there was a ban on bulldogs and boxers. They're known as fierce animals. Yet this tiny woman has one. Honestly, who would have won? My friend's smaller Jack Russell Terrier? or her Larger Boxer? From what I know, his dog is very friendly. After the initial barking, he's calm and has those puppy dog eyes when I sit at their table.

She had the Chutzbah to call Animal Control afterwards.

Handless Christian

There technically is no purpose. I just thought the fact that his hand dissappeared during the photo was fascinating.

Happy Festivus!

Now folks, It's that time of year again. Where we get our poles out. No, not that one you perverts, the aluminum pole of festivus. To stand and aire our grievences and finally let things off our chest!. Here's Drafting 2's Festivus pole.

Haha!

Well folks, i've gotten all my stuff back. My keys that I had lost on monday and my piano bag which I lost on last thursday. It's all home again.

weirdo...

Last night, leaving the restaurant we were eating in oakland before dropping me off at the school, a weird chinese man popped up in his toyota and said: hello. But this is the thing. He said it in such a creepy way, you couldnt help but laugh. I laughed for about 1/2 an hour or so before the play. That was funny....

Stupid Bad Awful day

Hey folks, I've lost my piano book bag. I'm so god damn mad about it. I dont know what'll happen. Espically with my joplin book inside it.

Why I own a Stanturd shirt

I know, I know, it's a horrible thing that I own one. Of all people, I should own both sweatshirt and tshirt. I'm ashamed so dont blame me. It was last year. I had come home to my mother and she said: Oh look what I got you for 10 dollars. A Stanturd shirt and a matching tshirt. Back then, I was happy to get anything collegiate. Now, everyone knows i'm a bears fan.... but... How could I? Well, there are several options. Write the words: Sucks underneath Stanford as well as correct the spelling to 'furd'.

Or, just never wear the shirts again.

Now, if only I can explain why I have a Notre Dame football jersey...

I need a change

Looking back through some old photographs made me realize... I need new glasses. I've had my old ones for possibly two years and then some! I remember fantasizing about getting new glasses by the time Olivia's wedding rolled around. I dont remember if I wore them yet. But now, two years later. I need a change. And a Change I shall have!

Open Letters:

Dear Bus Riders

I find it annoying that you somehow, as one person, manage to take up four whole seats. And not share either

You are mean.

-Zach

Dear timid Bus Riders

You are a bunch of wusses for not taking over those four seats that one kid is taking up.

Go home and face the mirror and slap yourself

-Zach

Dear Ms. second grade teacher

Thank you for teaching me Cursive

I never use it

-Zach

Dear School repairmen

Hurry up

-Zach

Dear person in hallway

Thank you for walking like your feet are made of lead and that you have to stop right in the middle of the hall to talk with a friend of yours.

Oh and thank you for your lack of academic passion hamper mine

-Zach

Dear piedgon people

Thanks for sitting at the base of the staircase causing people to pass through a narrow 9" gap between your massive asses.

You are fire hazards

-Zach

Dear blood lady

Thanks for sticking that needle in my arm

My arm is blue now

-Zach

Peeps i'm thankful for (late... very late)

Hey there super readers! Zach here with the second compiliation of thankfuls

Well, I thought. And thought.

And finally came up with a list of people

First, there's my cousin claudia. Sorry but I didnt have a real photo at the time.

Then there's Joris. Saved the band's ass he did. Awesome accent too.

Well now... Miss Peliala Collins always kept me company in Mr. Gross's Class

The one woman who set me straight in terms of getting the job done

If there's any I should be truly thankful for, its this guy. He completley changed me as a person. The old me used to be hecka shy and timid. He changed me into what I am today

You probably cant tell, but theres a bunch of people in this one. Lets see, we got both Dans (back row, 2nd and 3rd from right. Eunnah, Gina, Phebe, Allison, et al

This man is my senpai. Show him a bit of respect, and he'll throw sugar at you

This is Lisa. Awesome guitar player, and strange at times.

This my friends is Sally Brownson. She is an amazing person. Kinda like me in some senses. Not sure if her mind is filled with trivial knowledge though...

Le Skankique, Marc. Hi Fyve!

My other first clarinet. Theresa!

Hooday Crooczes! Haha, just Judy. Danny nursed her back to health.

Stephanie (right). She's a totally awesome person. Without her, I'd probably still would have been stuck in Hardin's class. Doing Stoichemetry. Bleeagh...

Hah, Ashton and Courtney. They're good friends

Steven. Ah Steven. Lemme copy off your paper

Ex wife: Saddaf. Fun times never ended with her

Aw... John and Kelly. They're so cute together. They always brighten my day

Yah, brief overview of the people

Arturo Hector Blazquez. My friend since Kindergarten. He's always been there. Well, not really but who cares? Now, he's all cool with his judo.

Keely, I dont know why, but she just is. (ref: cottonballs)

So there you have it. People i'm thankful for.

I'M DONE!!!

Hello world, I'm done!

Today, I sent off my UC applications, my SAT scores, my ACT scores. I've already sent my CSU apps, but what the hey. YAY!!

More on this tomorrow

Egg Nog

Is the shit. Why havent I had it before 2000? I always thought it disgusting until that one day. The sweet sip of cholestrol and yummy goodness. Oh god, I just want some now.

I'm this much closer

Almost ready to send in my personal statements and send my SAT scores!

What I'm thankful for

Hm... Its that time of year again. To think of what I am thankful for...

Oh! Awesome Free Giant desk and Vernier thingy!

Electric Guitars!

This Handy Box for storing all my day to day junk in

Cheap football jersey!

Pulleys. Without them, I'd be using the freaking stairs.

Cotton Balls. I dont know why, but I just am.

Indoor Plumbing. Who in their right mind isint?

Shaver-majigs. Without these, i'd be pretty much at the exact same spot

Towels! I use like 3 every day

My pianos. Without these, i'd probably would have been more academically focused.

And my Compy! Without you man, i'd be incomplete. Like Sonny Coreleone without the bullets.

Happy Turkish Day everyone!

Funny, how does a nation get the name turkey, yet have barely any turkeys to begin with? Now we americans came here and ate as much humanly possible and stuiply, we missed when we were aiming at turkeys and ended up shooting a buffalo. Then, I suppose we thought they were easier to shoot than Hitlers so we went on a buffalo genocide and thankfully, Hitler stopped long enough for us to start shooting at him.

Yes I know, as a history buff, its difficult to write this drivel without being burned on the inside *wink wink nudge nudge*

FIFA: HAHA

Remember my old ass post? From uh... before the Junior Prom one? Well, I found the female counterpart of it. The Original picture can be seen here

No help

So i'm writing one of my personal statements. I'm really behind with these things and my mom walks in and starts reading it. You know how some people are rather touchy about what they write and when to "showcase" it. Well, she started critizing it. Calling me wishy washy and unsure. She has no faith in me. Its annoying. I dont know the right words to use and she's saying all this stuff about how I cant do this or that's stupid or how she's never heard of this or that. I want to build guitars in later life with a friend. Open up a small business, be happy. But no, all she sees is push push push. I bet she doesnt even know what I want to be. I want to take full advantage of an acoustic career. Understanding how sound travels through this or that. Or how it passes through this and that. Not standing at the recieving end of a stream of harsh words. It doesnt help. Its always yelling when it comes to helping me.

"How should I write this?"
"go do you essay"

"I wanna do something involved with engineering and sound"
"that's stupid. never heard of it"

It makes me so frustrated when i'm trying to write and she's there breathing down my neck. She's expecting me to write some perfect paper like Jasmine or something. I'm not her mother. I'm not that trophy child you're expecting to raise. Give over. I wanna grow up, make a decent living of myself, maybe get married, have a nice little family and buy a house someday. I dont want to be some millionaire like you expect. But I might be harsh on her. Sure she's been some help in terms of giving my essay to other people to look at. But other than that, I think for now, all I can remember is yelling.

On: It makes me Sad

Yes, americans have lost touch with themselves in that we refuse to accept any sense of pride in our country. We take a simple object such as our flag, and turn it into a symbol of everything it doesnt mean. In the 60s, people burned flags. I dont know the real reason but I would say they took it to represent the military and no people, it doesnt represent the military, nor the ideals of the country's administration. It represents the union of states founded upon the principals of equality and freedom. Sure the meaning got squashed around a bit over time, but thats because of the administrations of the times. People, if an old man with a little US flag stands for the military because he fought with them and for them, please show some respect.

It makes me sad

The Host family from Hell

Read all about it:

HERE


Aparently, this Polish exchange student, Michael, got stuck with some Christian Fundamentalists.



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Le Doggie et Cheffie

HAPPY 100!!

Well, this is post 100 so I thought i'd celebrate by posting my accent type:

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
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The South
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Boston
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North Central
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Gene Sheldon Classic Tenor Banjo on Jackie Gleason Show

A true master comedian knows how to play banjo.

Alameda WON! The Island Bowl!!

*dance dance dance*

Allright Hornets! We beat the jets into a pulp with a bloody battle with victory for the white and gold. 31 to zero, thirty-one love, 31 naught, 31 zip, 31 nil, 31-0, thirrry-un to cerro.

Say it however you want, we ran the jets into the dog poop spread out over thompson...

MUAHAHAHAHA!!

On an even more evil note, EHS's Kenese Pedro (formerly AHS) was pulled from the game for unsportsmanlike conduct.


Damn! Damn! Damn!!

It's too late to start up the straw hat band. In terms of playing home football games. Since we made it to the playoffs. But theres other sports.

Post: I

In the beginning, there was nothing

Once it became now, there was too much crap to deal with

Ah our world, a fetid growth of mold and humans.

The industry of domination is big round these parts. Or so it seems

Nothing is ever the same as it was before.

That used to be a house,

Now its a starbucks.

Goodjob industry. You've displaced a family for a small shop

Over there, used to be Dr. Hornby's mansion. Now its an apartment

Good job 1960! You've torn down historically significant houses of Alameda

And in its place, put the soul devoid and butt ugly apartments of disgust

How is doing that... Ever a good idea?

Why dont we tear down your fucking mansion and stick a starbucks or a walmart there!

Hm!


So citizens. Support local businesses and history. Dont let industry get the best of you.

Cool Eye Maker

Goodnight world

I sit here at my station. Sitting, writing, composing my thoughts into electrical impulses. And those into gestures and the gestures into physical work and interactions, etc. etc. etc.

I'm finding that the world was never really the happy, go lucky, cotton candy and laffy taffy world I always believed it to be. People who I always thought were awesome in nature, are nothing more than mere false gods, stripped of their marble and roman numerals. These are real, ordinary... did I mention real? Real people. I never got to know the person who really exists in a person.

Am I that shallow? To sit here and live life as I've seen it though the rose colored glasses? To dance about the maypole everyday, celebrating the status quo. Never questioning, never asking, never knowing.

So, i'm going to mull and let it stew. Goodnight world, we shall meet again.

Saddam!

They've reached a verdict! Death!!! Woooot!

It

She called today. I was working at my desk when it happened. It started out as a text, then a call then a conversation was born. We talked a little, how people suck and our views of immigrants (illegal) are alike. Then, the ladythings happened. I sat there. Waiting for a response. I sat there. Listening to nothing. I sat there. Listening to several girls chatting. She came back. We closed it off and went our seperate ways. Her, a nap for the day. Me, more computer things.

I began to grow tired of browsing the internet, yet the only other possibility of work was to do homework. I put it aside and continued to browse blindly. Checking all my old sites, nothing new. A heavy sigh. The bears game is on. Awesome, Cal in the lead.

Dinner, a clash of spicy, salty and soupy.

A return home. Bears won. Hands down. Quiet rest of day I spent. There was a Steve McQueen movie on so I watched that. Not bad. Pretty cool.

My thoughts dwell on her at all times. I couldnt put her out of my mind. She's still there as I write.

awhile

So yeah, its been awhile. Happy halloween everyone! So today, we began building pumpkins in sweets class. For the first time, I felt rather disoriented.

Now we're kookin' wit gas!

So after getting a stern talking to:

Transcript:

"Ok, from here on out, no more nagging. We're not helping you get into college"

from my parents, I set off to prove them wrong. And that I would get into the colleges of my choice. I shall shake my fist at them while sipping martinis from a residental tower at Cal Poly! Muahaha!

Cal Game: 102106

So today, the Brownsons took me out to the Cal game against washington! I got to meet Sally's little friend, Donatello or Bits as Sally refers to her. They're always so nice to me. At the game, the bears were rather sloppy in the first half. But then, the cheer in today's Snoopy came to me: Woof woof, arf, arf, get them in the second harf! then the bears began gaining ground again. Mostly the work of Defence though. Longshore's passes kept overshooting his intended targets and it took them a while to start passing the ball short distances. When the bears did catch a long ball, they seemed to get overzealous and screw it up and the ball ended up back in the huskie's hands. But the second half, the Bears began to score alot and 4 seconds on the clock, Cal is up 24 to 17. The huskies pass, three bearsmen go for it, but it slips out and a Husky grabs it and touchdown, 24:24. Damn overtime but thank god we went for the 2 points after. Bears first, touchdown! Huskies turn, interception! the Bears got the ball! The BEARS got the BALL! and down at the Washington 25 yard line! THE BEARS HAVE WON!! THE BEARS WON!! *hands slapping* Yelling* Screaming* hugging* But wait... no one has charged the field... wtf... I've yet to see a field charge. This time, thankfully no one got lost, espically Bits which would have been pretty troublesome. On another note, Sally spilled diet soda on me. She'd better be thankful its got barely any soda and the stuff wasnt sticky... that much... *evil grin*

So Happy by myself

Aha! I'm so happy! ^__^ Last night, I put together my envelope: complete with letter and photograph and the package for her. One slightly used High School Football jeresey. I just feel happy that i'm making her happy by sending her mail. Which reminds me. I havent gotten mail for awhile... v__v

GOD DAMMIT!!!K!HKJ!KL:!KL!:!!

>:[ GOD DAMMIT!! I HATE MR. HARDIN's CHEMISTRY CLASS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS GOIGN ON HALF THE TIME! THE CLASS MAKES NO SENSE AND I JUST FEEL LIKE YELLING:

DAMMIT!OIHD:IOFH:IL@:IOJ:IFHDISOHSDF:DSJKM<>

The girl that sat there...

On saturday morning, I was subject to the subject tests for the SATs. God I hate taking tests. But anyways, down to the meaty bits of this entry. I was to take my test inside the Media Center of my high school and there was this girl who was sitting at the table on my left. I looked at her. She looked just like this one girl in Allentown I have a crush on. As I took my test, I couldnt help but look at her whenever I had the chance. God she was beautiful. Sadly, I probably wont see her again since i've never seen her at AHS before nor does she attend AHS. Her shirt said St. Ignatius Volleyball and dejected, I slunked off as I finished my tests. But on the plus side, I went to the 13th annual classic car show on Park St. Which was totally fun! Photos of that event

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Personal Statements

I began to work on them. They're really hard to write!