Last month I posted an ad looking for a room on Craigslist. It was a very different type of post than I normally put up because my first concern is Thumper. So I figured I would use some creative writing and wrote up the ad in the perspective of the bike itself looking for.... Well... You guessed it. A garage.

This is the original first post.

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Hello!

My name is 01010100 01101000 01110101 01101101 01110000 01100101 01110010 and I am currently looking for a garage to rent. Preferably one attached to a home. I'm looking to keep my engine sheltered and my tires warm.

I am 4 years old and haven't had any problems with oil leaks. I just completed my most recent service at (redacted) Harley Davidson on the second (today) of November. I do have high mileage but I'm still under warranty. I also have my own carpet tarp if you're worried.

I don't really have a loud pipe and I only need some space in your home for my pet human. He's always taking me all around town. Having me run from one place to another. I don't mind it. I enjoy the scenery. But I need a change of that scenery. It's getting old. Seeing the same mountain pass, the same houses, and the same old tree with the truck parked right next to it on 47. So I'm looking to try the city. My pet human doesn't have much. Just a bed, a couch, and two tables.

I don't mind sharing the garage with a sedan or SUV. I don't mind sleeping next to the Christmas tree, or the old camping gear. Heck I don't mind if there's a tool box right next to me. As long as you aren't working on any overnight projects and I can reset my oil temperature in peace we should be ok.

My pet human doesn't need much. Just a shower and some space to put his tables and bed. I take him to the laundromat so he can clean his out wear. He's very well mannered. Doesn't bring home any other humans, doesn't stay out too late, always comes home with me before midnight, very responsible little guy. I love him. My first human ran away. But this one? He's awesome.

I am not looking for a car port. It's just too cold for me. And I don't have a cover. Just a carpet tarp that I lay on.

Please feel free to text my human companion at:
(Phone number deleted to preserve privacy. But it was not written out normally because spammers in new Mexico crawl all over our posts. So the next sentence will make sense.)

My human will answer for me. His name is (redacted to preserve privacy.).

(I'm sorry if the contact number is confusing to read. My human insisted I do it this way to avoid Spanners and telemakers. He suggests reading that part out loud to get the number.)

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After about a week I had a few people bite. But they sent me text messages wondering what I was looking for. An Indian scam artist was the first to call me. And of course he was confused as to what I was looking for. Which... Honestly how hard is it to figure out that I am looking for a house with a garage?

Anyway three weeks pass and no one answers my ad. So I post up this one:

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Hello my name is 01010100 01101000 01110101 01101101 01110000 01100101 01110010 and I am still looking for a garage to sleep in. I am a Harley Davidson FLSL from 2017 and I don't leak any oil. I have my own bed Matt that I sleep on in case you are worried.

I recently had my "over the hill" service performed by highly trained and certified professional Harley-Davidson service technicians at the local (redacted) Harley-Davidson on (redacted) and have had 0 problems.

I am looking for a garage, preferably one attached to a home, to sleep in with one room for my pet human. He is awesome as my first human ran away from me. He never stays out late, he never brings anyone else home with him, he's always working hard and taking me everywhere with him. He buys me parts, he fixes me up, he paints me different colors, and above all pays attention to me a lot. And buys me stuff. Lots of stuff.

Please feel free to text my human if you have any other questions at:
(Redacted for privacy but I re-worded the phone number so it wasn't too hard to figure out. Yet people still couldn't get it right.)

Sorry if the contact text number is confusing. My human insisted on making it this way to keep away scabby people.

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After a week I started getting emails. One person who got a huge kick out of my post sent his thanks for a great laugh.

But this is where it gets interesting. Someone emailed me and questioned what I was looking for.

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I’m confused…. what are you ISO?
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So I reply:

$$$$$
Hey...
I'm looking for a garage, preferably one attached to a house, and a room for my pet human.
$$$$$

I can only assume I was speaking to a lady due to the verbage used:

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What is a pet human?
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At first I thought I would just break character and take over but then again....

$$$$$
Oh he's my pet... My first human ran away with another human girl.
$$$$$

Hilarity ensues as she continued to speak to a motorcycle.

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What breed of human pet?
How long are you in need of a place?
How much are you able to afford?
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I started just laughing uncontrollably as I wrote the following:

$$$$$
My human is a mixed breed of Whales, french, and Australian. All from across the pond.

I can't say how much I can afford. I'm just happy to have a human that buys me things. I don't have to work. I watch him work. And yeah... I don't know how much he makes because I never ask. I just get stuff. It's me that wants to change areas.

And it's entirely up to me how long we stay. If I like it enough I'll stay longer. I'm trying for at least a year but if I don't like the scenery nearby I might only stay until I find something better. If I don't feel safe though it's a no go from the get go.
$$$$$

Of course I guess what I said was offensive so she just broke off contact with me and bid her farewell.

This is just one of the respondents so far. I'm fine living where I am I just wanted to poke some fun at finding a new place to rent and honestly? It's fun!

I'll add more as this continues until I find a place.

In the last year I have held 2 jobs. In the last 4 months I had to exit one job and go back to an old job. Since then I have been working 80 hours a week. Until two weeks ago. Getting those 2,000 dollar plus paychecks really helped me out. But now.... I'm tired. I tried to make some edits on amphis and totally forgot what ideas I had for him. I'm going to finish him eventually it's just that I have no time to myself.

So far only one person I hired has quit. I have had several customer complaints, which honestly I expected. The problem is their expectations... Seriously I think people are just trying to milk free shit out of us.

I explain everything so they can get a better picture and they throw it in my face. That's fine. What ever. Complaint trashed. We don't have enough employees. Suck my d.

It has been stressful. I just come home to sleep. Then wake up to get right back at it.

Training people up to par is super difficult. Considering I still need 1 more manager. Problem is no one is willing to step up anymore. People have become too lazy.

I want to change cities again.

I haven't had a single day off since the black hills with Thumper. Don't get me wrong thumper has had... Well.. at least another 5 grand put into him with another 2 grand coming.... Followed by another 8 grand.... Then another 18 grand....

I've been working my ass off because no one wants to work. 16 hour days ... My pay checks keep telling me I'm filthy rich....

All the while America is still playing hooky with life. I embrace it now because I want you to stay home and not work so I can continue to make so much more money. And when things die down? Welp... Should have taken that job while it was advertised at 18 an hour. Now it's 12 an hour.

This isn't going out to the bits I see in journals here no, this is when someone goes out of their way to show me dirty laundry.


I'm not someone to come and talk to about drama. I quit Facebook, Chat rooms, myspace, and deviant art for the same reason: drama.

Drama fucking pisses me off. That's not what we are here for. I deleted everything on all of my profiles everywhere, post for post, comment by comment, tag by tag because people suck.

I'm tired of dealing with people's problems. I've had one too many people take advantage of my generosity and now I'm no longer nice. Especially after getting robbed, twice, having my job taken away because of the actions someone performed with and underaged drinker, a roadie with a drug problem, and even one of my old friends with his divorce. STOP IT. Get all of your shit, get it together, suck it the fuck up your ass, nose, ear, mouth, or eye hole and just fucking make a change in your life. It has to come from you and only you.

Keep it to yourself. I hate attention whores. The amount of time you spend bitching about a "situation" the more time you just waste. Stop WASTING it. I don't care to hear about it. Do not use this site to bitch. That is what Facebook, deviant art, twitch, most discord servers, yahoo chat, forums, and Twitter are for. Please go the fuck there. Stop sending me notes about it.

I sort of wish there was a way to block idiots from sending out fucking dirty laundry like a god damn ARG.

I have received six notes over the last 6 years on here which, honestly isn't that bad considering Facebook was the worst, and DeviantArt is second. But if more people start using this site for defamation, drama, pity, begging, and generally shit that belongs in a therapist office? Please leave me out.

Anyway. Everyone who follows me and sees this just remember one thing: the best artists live through very interesting and hard lives. No artist who changed the world was born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

I have been working my ass off.

I have like 0 time for myself anymore....

But it is because I want to make this happen.

Thumper survived Sturgis and back. You saw some of my pics up a few months ago including the bonus LM gas station git and split.

The upgrades I am putting on thumper are going to cost me 8 grand. I am finally giving him a much wanted and eye balled part upgrade that is definitely going to give him a boost in his engine.

I've been working hard because I am so happy to see thumper turn into something fucking grand. You'll see everything once I have it all installed. I'm just trying to come up with 3 grand to pay off the labor and the Dyno.

After that I will be working more to purchase his next 10,0000 upgrade for his rear tire. I can't fucking wait to beef up thumpers rump. Then there is another 18,000 mod I want to buy for his front end. And that is the tilt works.

I just have 6 more years of doing this shit straight to make it happen. And that is working 65 to 75 hours per week.

My back hurts....

[:/o]~~~[o\:]

I have put in so many hours between my two jobs... So many people quit, so many people don't like working. I am so glad I am not one of the millions of people who quit their job.

I already know I'm not going to receive anything from my employer for duking it out and sticking with the company. I won't see a raise. The government don't give a shit about us who are still working. No one is raising minimum wage. And above all.... Fuck this shit.

It's not worth it anymore. I'm about to flip sides I fucking swear to God. No more playing it safe. No more fucking taxes. None of this shit even matters. Corporate wants workers.... But they don't train. No real incentive money wise to outperform anyone. No real significant raises in money. Nope. We are just grunts. We get grunt pay. It's time for everyone to stand together and demand 25 dollars an hour for any job anymore. Doesn't matter what it is.

Companies also need to stop cutting every single corner in the world. They also need to stop trying to corner markets. If the government handed out more money than taking away to the lesser people like me? It would work out better than continuing to give out tax breaks to corporations. It's only making things worse and worse. Give the fucking money you'd give to corporations to the people and suddenly you would see america producing goods that the rest of the world would want. We have it so ass backwards.

Trade tariffs, taxes, sanctions. Fucking stop it already. I want a president that is america focused, not war focused. Not dear focused. Fuck this god damn country. It has lost its way.

I no longer believe in this shit and will turn it over to the dark side.

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/Still reading? Delete everything I said above this line. It's just a rant cast a buddy of mine posted on his art submission. I liked it so much I had to copy it and edit it to make it my own.

I'm headed out to mount Rushmore very soon.

If I die oh well. If not you'll hear from me again.

Thumper is ready. I'm ready. Got all my camping gear because y'know... Might break down somewhere. Might as well camp it out.

If you live near Rushmore come and say hi! I'll post up thumper in a bit.

Just letting you know where I'm headed.

Last night I had the worst nightmare.

Preface: I've been interested in becoming a road captain for a group of riders in my state. Which means I create, manage, and guide riders on routes, tours, and activities. An old friend of mine, who I can let my guard down around took advantage of me by saying "I have a business opportunity for you." When inquiring about it he told me to have everyone meet at a specific building. We all make it there and I keep expecting to see and trying to find the third burrow. Or white knight. The final stooge. He's nowhere to be seen. I blow it off as he is usually a flake now. Everyone meets up at the spot parking their bikes in several areas as usual. Once at the meeting point he told us we had ride somewhere.

This specific route had a bunch of people on the side of the road, blocking it off and making it difficult to navigate safely. Making everyone get off their bike. I make it the farthest up and realize what's happening. It's a traveling carnival show. Stupid little games set up on the side of a busy street, forcing people to stop, get out, and funnel through a bunch of bullshit games for stupid prizes.

I just got "inceptioned."

I got out of that stupid carnival, rode back to the meeting point, and walked around. Everyone close to me in the rider group wanted to know where my friend was. After all he directed the group. Eventually I find him after giving up looking around.

He comes up to me in a different set of clothing asking me "what do you think?" I walk over to him trying to get close to express I would have done it under a better setup but this was fucking dirty! However he took as me wanting to kill him.

He points at an event happening nearby and has our group name on a tv displayed outside. And he says "look, that's mine." The amount of money we generated for him was his challenge goal.

Pissed me off so hardcore.

A god damn fucking hustlers scheme. Not even a pyramid scheme. It was a Hustler's scheme man.

I never thought a god damn pyramid scheme would be such a great nightmare.

Today I drove into my hometown. I may have already sent you guys this before but today I came home severely depressed.

I hate to get political but I think our governor hates us. I get this feeling because when I drove into my hometown in the downtown area I saw nothing but graffiti and boarded up buildings. I don't feel safe traveling down the main streets. I don't even think our police car anymore. I think my entire town has been suffering from severe depression. And it is all attributed to the policies put into place by our governor. As more people flock to my hometown because of major film productions taking place here it leaves me wanting to escape this desolate dust bowl it has turned into.

I wanted to take a day with Thumper to visit a few familiar places to get my spirits up but no one is happy. Not even at my old job. No one is perky. No one is happy. They just trudge along. It saddens me. And most of the problem stems from their own laziness. My state has a huge problem with anger right now and I can just feel it. It is a passive aggressive hatred I am feeling. Never mind the traffic or how busy the streets are. It is the surroundings and the environment that has drastically changed.

I need to get out of this state but I am stuck. I mean my job, and where I live outside of all the riff raff, is fine. But I want to ride through a happy town. Not a scrappy fortified class warfare zone.

I visited Detroit Michigan to see where one of my artists grew up and it looks way better than my home town city. California is what my hometown is starting to turn into. Now I want to get away from it. Problem is there is no other sustainable living situation out there for me. And at my current job I am happy with it and they are happy to have me on board. I just feel so sad knowing the big city is in such peril.

If you've ever read books about the past you'll understand what I mean when I say I fear my State's own livelihood. I don't think it is going to survive another 20 years. I think it is going to become the next hell hole that everyone should avoid coming to.

Add in the ridiculous prices of owning a home and you've got a molotov cocktail waiting to light up the suburbs...

I think I have lost faith in staying clean. I might end up switching sides. I gave it my best shot to try and get people motivated already. All of it was wasted. Everywhere I go it's the same story. A bunch of people who do the absolute minimum and still collect a pay check. People gaming the system messing everything up. It's maddening. I can't believe everything that is going on. I think the pandemic has nothing to do with this. We just have a bunch of garbage that littered our city in the last two years. I don't feel warm in it anymore. It's grotesque. I came back to try and invigorate my fellow statesmen but I ended up getting a bunch of hooligans hired. Forget it.

For the first time I have hit a great wall of sadness where even the saddest song I have can't uplift me.

Waiting.

Especially if you are not the one who made the plans and are on the receiving end because it can't be ignored. Like waiting for the bus, train, plane, or the cable/plumber/electrician/groundskeeping guy because they need to do something that their supervisor, company, landlord, or neighbor ordered. Like someone stuffing down large food particles into their drains and you are the one who is suffering from sewer water coming up from absolutely everywhere in your sink, toilet, bathtub, or any pipe. Even worse if the electricity goes out and the fuse wasn't the issue. Or when the cable guy pulled a wire too far and it disconnected so they have to reline the damn thing.

I hate waiting. I have some sleep to catch up on but I have to wait because this can only happen at a time where I should be asleep. Because to me... This is happening between a window of 1 am to 3 am.

This sucks.

I hate waiting. And the worst part about the wait is not knowing if the person is going to show up on time or even in the time window estimated.

Fuck I'm tired. I have everything moved away so they can spray my fucking unit. And everything is everywhere. I'm so tired I'm fucking up chips animation so I have to save it for another day.

Fuck....

I get asked this question a lot.. I always give out the same answer. So to save time for myself this will be a copy pasta shortcut. Maybe you can help add to this.

In order to understand how I came to this classification I followed what nature does naturally.

Typically male species have more defining traits to them. Such as a male lion's mane, the body build of a gorilla, the more vivid color of giraffes, orcas having slightly smaller scale, and even spiders having longer hair to make themselves look bigger.

So to me the vehicle that has cutouts, features, ridges, colors, and complexity are males.

When it comes to color they have everything other than grayscale and other bland colors. Which includes all shades of white to black. As well as beige, gold, brown, tan, and some of the more darker colors like dark blue. The brighter the pigment the more male the car is. The more bland and hidden in plain sight they are? Female.

When it comes to size it varies. Trucks? Male trucks are always bigger than the female. Cars? The 4 door sedans are the female cars while the coupes are male. Vans? They are almost identical in size. Wagons? The male wagons are actually smaller than the females. Some cases have the males bigger than their counterpart and vice versa. The most common listed above typically being the case.

Wehen it comes to gender fluidity I see it as the paint scheme. Two tone paint, depending on the color, will identify what the vehicle is and what he's into. Bright on bright colors absent anything grayscale or bland means the car identifies as male, but is attracted to males. A car that has two tone bright on dark colors means it identifies as either gay or straight, but is attracted to the opposite sex still. And vice versa. It can be a three way street on that note though depending on where the color is placed. On the outer shell, undercarriage, interior. All of the color found on the vehicle helps identify what it is into.

When it comes to accessories and add ons? Typically it is the male vehicle that has extra features while the females have less add ons. But this can vary between the two genders. The more common find favoring males over females. More male cars have altered features than females. Most female modded cars have maybe one or two modifications on them while males don't hold back.

And finally the last thing that helps me identify if a vehicle is male or female? Why the undercarriage of course. Female vehicles typically have covered undercarriages while male vehicles couldn't care less about keeping their bits super clean. Although some male vehicles are made this way, the best way to find out if it truly is a male car is if his undercarriage cover is coming off. That means the vehicle is male. The male needs the ability to swiftly engage and disengage his male parts... Undercarriage covers just get in the way.

Female cars missing their undercarriage covers will complain with engine problems. They just can't go on without that cover.

I hope this helps people in the future. I get asked this a lot so if you have something to add please use the comment section below.

So I got my second covid shot like 2 days ago. It wiped me out. I have no energy. It's been hard for me the past two days because of that shot. I didn't even eat for a whole day. I just didn't feel like eating. Then the stomach cramps came in. Thumper was wondering why is spent a whole day in bed. He doesn't understand viruses yet so I asked him if he remembered when I fucked up that one morning and forgot the brake rotor lock. It's like that only it wasn't caused by forgetfulness. And it just comes out of no where as if the lock wasn't on there to cause it. Or the time he got a puncture in his rear wheel. It just suddenly happened and it slowed him way down. Only instead of it being something that can be replaced, it has to heal by itself. Of course thumper is a machine. He won't understand but at least I try. He kept telling me to just replace my arm since it hurts and to replace my gas tank.

But no this covid vaccine is no joke. The first shot hurt. It felt like I got struck by a tire iron. This shot feels like a mosquito got trapped inside my lungs. It's no fun.

If you are getting the vaccine please put it in an arm you don't mind going completely limp.

I know I concentrated on two things that are negative in my previous journals but what makes me happy?

Shoot a warm sunny day, my days off, my art.. you know it used to be video games. But then I asked myself what I was creating... I may have mentioned this before in another journal but it really shook me when I asked what I was creating in a game... A profile .. a save file... 324 kbs of data.... So I decided to model in 3D.

But what really makes me happy is helping others to finally let go.

I get the most joy when someone else finally wakes up. And it is so hard to get people to listen sometimes. But if I can get someone to finally use logic to become happy and see them all of a sudden change? It makes me happy because finally people aren't as afraid anymore. They're not scared. They don't let the nervous anxiety talk and instead embrace the wild.

For far too long I used to shy away from jobs because of their descriptions. Now I look at that long list of duties and can tell how they operate.

So the biggest problem I see happening in the next 5 years is the lack of people willing to work. So I wanted to create a book called : The high school drop out's guide to America. Why? Because with a title like that would you ignore it?

I haven't been able to write much into this book to help others that have the frame of mind when it comes to cost versus college. But I hope one day I will be able to write it given it will receive a TON of criticism from the pompous assholes of the world who have way too much knowledge, but not enough wisdom.

I think that is the issue today.

But keeping it on happy things.... Being able to open a door for someone and not exactly holding their hands at all so they too can finally prosper is what really makes me happy.

Helping people to make an informed choice based on logic and cognitive thinking with just a few hints here and there is really the most rewarding. And it usually comes without acknowledgement or thanks. But one more dimension about me is I am a man without the need of praise. I know what I accomplished. That's all I need to continue.

This morning... During a freak snow storm and finishing up my duties I was just zombie walking across the floor. Loaded up the harley website and decided to see if there was anything else I could afford for thumper. Just for giggles I wanted to check the new arrivals section. I expected to see like... Nothing. I remember the crate 131 engine. I remember the rizoma mirrors. But then I was surprised to find out harley has some new turn signal lights and I was like !!!!!!!

They look like eyes!

Then... Out of the corner of my eye I could see an exhaust pipe.... And let me tell you what.... My heart sank into my pants. It was beating so fast I almost fainted. My mind did not want to believe it but there it was in all its gigantic glory. A rocket launcher exhaust pipe! [:°]\\\\\\\\[°:]

*Dually down! DUALLY DOWN!

I want that mother fucking large ass rocket launching exhaust pipe! I don't see anything else like it! All I see are short shots and girly pipes. I don't like the true 2 out fish tails. This fucking rocket launcher exhaust pipe? I MUST LICK IT!

What? I'm a mechanophiliac. I can lust over an exhaust pipe. After all I am going to find a way to change the exhaust smoke one day and have it emit a gold color. Or maybe a light pink. Just because I can.

So I now have a goal for thumper. And I want to try and get it for his birth month of September. He will be turning 4 years old since manufactured. I want to make his 4th or 5th birthday one to always remember.

I am getting the phat spark plugs and the phat wires soon. But the exhaust system? I am going to try and get first.

Thumper is gonna be blowing down houses when I am done with him.

Theft is all around this globe. I've been the victim several times and I have been the thief as well. But when you have a very close attachment to your vehicle, the thought crosses your mind eventually and just fills you with rage.

Theft of any kind really angers me now. I also hate myself for stealing in the past but my theft has been small change compared to what I have already lost.

Today I saw a clip of a van with 4 people stealing a super bike. One of those plastic covered 1000 cc + ones. I've seen custom Harley Davidson's ditched in a small river. I've seen busts of chop shops... I even got angry at an episode of The Blacklist for dismantling a pickup truck.

As a mechanophiliac, or mechiphile (what ever you want to call me. [|u]___[u|]), it seriously angers me when I see theft... But it enrages me when they chop up the parts to sell.

I think in the world of LM's a fate worse than getting eaten is getting chopped up and sold for parts. It reminds me of that scene in the tell tale games the walking dead; where one of them is taken upstairs and chopped up into food. That horrific scene in that game is how I view chop shops. It's worse than the black market.

Theft pisses me off. Chop shops? I would do to them what they do to vehicles if I were the judge in that sentencing.

I would do worse than tell tale games depicted. I'd probably do something similar to what psychopass depicted in its anime.

It got me thinking though. What if your vehicle actually had its own voice? What if it could talk to other devices within range? An sos of sorts to anything nearby. What if that voice could punch through lead walls?

Why hasn't this been thought of yet? Everyone owns a device capable of reaching satellites in the sky. Why not develop something for phones to be able to hear those SOS signals being screamed from your vehicle. What if just one relay of it was enough to catch those thieves? What if your bike could communicate with everything around it and send it to a device within seconds to get help.

Also... What if the thieves using a signal jammer could be traced simply by seeing where the blackout is happening and follow it that way? Turning the thief's own jamming device into its own tracking unit? Just follow the signal blackout being reported by phones. This could be a server side track.

It got me thinking why haven't we tried the opposite way around? They have jammers... Track the blackouts?

I'm barely able to hold up my phone for this but you need to know. If you get that covid vaccine shot make sure you get it in an arm that's opposite your drawing one. It feels like I got hit by a tire iron. I'm masochistic myself but good damn this pain passes arousal and goes straight to climax. There's no enjoying it really. It just built up to immense and intense pain.

My arm just wants to fall limp.

Worth every penny spent on it though. I'm glad it's not my dominant arm otherwise I would be screwed on drawing.

I can still hold small objects but man.

You'll feel the pain yourself one day.

Also it lasts two days. The spot where they injected it gets very sensitive to touch and becomes tender. Be careful not to let anything touch you there. It will feel like something just hit you there.

I know I recently started drawing up these thick boys. But every time I draw one I have to pause.

I have to take a break for 30 minutes to an hour because I just can't hold it in. I keep getting way too emotionally disorientated when I see the pictures come to completion. I have to stop and enjoy the very piece I'm working on because it just takes over every chance I get.

 LatianDaytonaCobalt showed me a cute little dually. I already had a project in mind for that cute little dually. I put it off until I could mix another dually with a king ranch. That's when I found the other truck, the Nissan warrior. And I thought "woah. What if the titan mixed with a king ranch?

Basset was created. The name just came to me as I sat there and said "I can't call you the king titan. That's just a double entendre. A top top. So I just thought bass... Then asset... And bam. Basset.

I have such a hard time drawing Basset because of how much love I put into his body. Then I noticed he is smiling at his own dick. I meant to position the eyes towards the camera but he is just so happy to have such a large dick. I know I'm happy with him.

But now there is that other dually that I started working on and, if you are still reading this, I tried doing just three images for it.... It is turning into an animation. I've already got 10 pages drawn and if played at 1 image per 3 seconds it's actually pretty good. It's hard for me to continue working on that animation because holy fuck I love it. Every time I want to add a frame for the animation I have to stop half way through and enjoy it.

It is so difficult for me to complete these paintings now because I can't stop enjoying them.

It is the hardest thing to do. I enjoy them myself so much that I hope they are being enjoyed by everyone else in the same manner. And I also hope I don't stomp all over someone else or distract everyone else. I know I get distracted all the time by my own art. I really do. So I'm not stopping. I just can't stop having them run through my head. Basset... God damn I know I created a fucking monster when I finished his reference. I just can't stop drawing Basset... And chip is also starting to get on my mind because that animation, as crude as it will be upon launch? I know I won't be able to top him... Unless of course I try AV.

SO. If you saw this journal at what ever time while I'm on break at work as of writing this. I had to go to my bike and blog about this because I want to know. How many of you have actually did the naughty to any one of the characters I've created this far? Including the future. Tell the truth.

I keep ignoring red rex myself. He feels so lonely I can tell. I wanted to do another piece with him but he's like a bus... And he is a bit rushed on my last piece. I need to redo that long dually. But I think he is going to be a bottom in another project. At first I thought about having him vore something but now I am thinking he should be the first AV piece I do. That way he can go down in history as the first of something only one other person has done before... Only it's not going to look macro micro.

I think red rex should go for chip!

I've been on FA for longer than 14 years. I still remember the acquisition imvu made. I can still remember the toxic members in the forums who every day had nothing else better to do but shame you for being a furry.

I actually still hold an account on eka's portal. But never go there anymore. I had a profile and uploaded like 4 drawings.

I used to have a toxic mindset when creating music in flstudio. I, being completely broke because I couldn't save any money for anything, had a cracked version with a bunch of samples from limewire. That was my past. When I was an up and coming artist in the drum and bass world I loved listening to all kinds of stuff. At first it would be american artists but soon enough I started liking hospital records. And eventually before trying harder I bought my sample packs and bought flstudio and bought an expensive computer to make music.

Through those years I kept hungering for attention.

I wanted to know how my music was being used in a project. I wanted to see people using my work. Above all I wanted feedback.

We have all of these apps we can use to leave a review of a place we visited and we can be nasty nasty individuals and super hyper critical of each other.

Have you read reviews of places you have been to? Are you the type of person who uses that same website or app to look at reviews before you buy?

Do you use reviews before buying a product?

The average person says they do more than 70% of the time but when it comes to art? It drops down to less than 15%.

When I commission someone it is because I believe they can capture the essence I am looking for.

So when I was asking for feedback as a drum and bass artist I had no idea people don't care they just want to hear something new.

I got one high when someone straight up asked me to allow them to play my music on their stream. But it was at the worst possible moment in time. I had just given myself to a record label. And for what ever reason I will not name them but I will tell you this: avoid record labels and online record labels. Don't sign with them. Leave them to rot. They won't do what you expect them to do and if you put in any effort they fucking steal from you.

If you are a music artist DO EVERYTHING YOURSELF! And don't trust anyone.

After a few years go by I realised something... All of the artists I had been following that suddenly vanished in the world of mechaphilia did so because no one talked?

I'm finally severing myself away from that and instead I am going to be inclusive.

As in I am no longer going to be exclusive. Fuck it. I am going to become the opposite of what the music industry did to me as an artist and instead pursue visual art over sound.

I've seen artists on several different platforms try to cultivate and focus on what the audience wants...

You just need to ask yourself what you like in visual art. Everyone will have a different opinion on your art style but remember why you got into art instead of trying to grab someone by the collar and ask for more than a glance. I used to be that way and it drove people off.

Instead of looking at your comment count look at your view count to favorite ratio.

There are over 600 pictures of my past I have as my "collection" and not a single one of them has more than 30 comments. But their favorite to view count ratio is 1:12,000

That means they got one person to favorite their image per 12,000 views. That is fucking small. That is just sad to think about at first. Until you realise people come back to look at that picture later on. Some of us look at it and just hit download to save it and never return. Adding in a little lug nut button would probably be more helpful but people use the favorite button that way. If it made them do the naughty to a picture they hit that button.

And it is usually a time relic. I used to have around 75 images that I were my go to images in my time of need. But now they have faded out of existence save for 4 now. Those 4 images... All different artists. The 75 they came from before, all 75 from a different artist. The 600 those came from? Maybe around 300 artists. And this website? The trillions of images? How many artists?

When it comes to ranking yourself use the view count to favorite ratio. And only give it the first few days to make that judgement. Don't give it any more than 5. Those first few hours are where you should get a high from for attention and that's it.

But above all enjoy your own art for what you made it for. Because if you are not enjoying what you are creating, then I consider you psychopathic.

That's just my opinion. And if it hurts you well then stop asking people to comment.

Every time I hear an artist out and I find out it's because their art isn't talked about as much? They don't understand that they need to enjoy the art themselves. That is where you are failing. If you don't enjoy it yourself while making it then no one else will enjoy it.

If you aren't taking a few steps back, or zooming out of your project and it's not making you feel the way it should? And it doesn't make you yourself talk or think about it or do what ever ritual you do with art? Then you need to make a change. If you aren't enjoying it for its purpose then scrap it and start over, or redo the image. Don't be lazy.

Never base your success as an artist solely based upon criticism. That is the fastest way to fade out. That is what happened to me as a drum and bass artist. And that is how I ended up getting a small time online radio station sued.

Enjoy the painting while you paint it otherwise it's just another page.

Your exact same thoughts of your own work is typically what the average person thinks anyway.

Just remember that questions come from answers that you already have in your head.

I spent 4 hours trying to get those tire treads correct.

I am talking about staring at tire treads for an hour straight trying to free hand draw them. Nope. God damn those tire treads were fucking difficult but LOOK AT HIS TOES! THEY LOOK FUCKING LICKABLE!

The tire tread kink is totally awesome. I hope people take notice of them. Using the graph paper to proportion them accurately was worth the hassle.

Then when I was finished with the front end I was like... Mirrors ...

Fuck...

Without good mirrors this truck would just be another pass.

So looking at the warrior I had to adapt it in and look at him. He looks so damn happy.

My rusting skills aren't that great. Eventually I will spend more time in this area because I also get the link to it as well. But I wouldn't let my thumper rust.

Hopefully someone doesn't steal my art and plaster it behind a PayPal. I realized I haven't made a signature yet for my works of art. And I need to get better at it as well. Looking at how rushed the final two pieces are I will be spending more time with future projects. I just spent so much time on making it too realistic. Spent too much time defining the light source dozens of times. And tried to use as many different shades as possible. I'm getting better just not faster. I think I will have to limit the number of colors down to 5 instead of 32.