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Monday, October 31, 2005

AND YOU ASK ME WHY
Perfection. I have never seen anything more perfect. I am talking about the mall. There has never been a more perfect example of synergy in all of nature. The relationship between empty soulless corporations selling to empty vapid people things that they don't need.
Malls are exhibit "A" in my accusation of people for being led around by the nose as to what they should do, wear, eat, read, watch, dance to, or think of as good.
Fashion. You are in fashion or out. The definition of fashion is wearing certain clothes for the approval of someone else. The problem is that so many people allow external factors in determining their personality orientation. Wearing ridiculous looking clothes and listening to music that barely qualifies as bad poetry is only "cool" because it is easier to hide in a pack than to stand alone.
I am not advocating that everyone should like the same things as myself. But how can we ever hope to reach utopia when all we want is to fit in for someone else. Thinking for yourself should be the most basic and nominal human feat.

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Wednesday, October 26, 2005


I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SOMEBODY'S WATCHING ME.
Just because you are paranoid doesn't mean that they aren't out to get me. I mean you. The hypothetical you. People are always talking about the 'Black Helicopters'.
Big deal. You don't know the real deal man. You don't know until you have been followed by the 'Black Ambulances', man. Then you know that they know that you know.
Then maybe you can get on the game show "Paranoid Jeopardy". Where every answer is either "Who were the Rosecrusians?" or "What is the Masonic inner cabal?".
You've read the Da Vici Code? Seen every X Files? So what? Who do you think creates these things man? They want you to think that you have outsmarted them.
No way man! Man, you weren't even there.

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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

GOOD TIMING
I haven't been going to Dave Johnson's site on any kind of regular basis for some time now. Mostly because he doesn't post new stuff often enough. I just went and read his most recent blog entry. It is the only new one since I last went. Almost a year ago. Talk about timing.

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Thursday, October 20, 2005

ASS CHAPS AHOY!
Been too long since I have posted. Be careful what you ask for. I went to Google images looking for a piece of reference for a job. I typed in "cowboy". I guess I wasn't expecting so much softcore gay porn.

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Monday, October 03, 2005

IT IS ALIVE!!
I think I have finally done it this time! I have finally designed the perfect device for dealing with all those asshats out there. The perfect device for beheading all those deserving decapitation. Ladies and gentlemen I give you...

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Sunday, October 02, 2005


86 NO MORE
I just learned of the passing of Don Adams, the preeminent secret agent of CONTROL.
I saw the show Get Smart in reruns. I even somehow talked my mom into the Get Smart lunch box for me. Yikes.
I remember being fascinated with the show as a kid. I would imagine agents of KAOS were lurking around every corner, peeking through windows, laying in wait for me.
Upon reading Adam's bio on IMDB it says he was a marine during WWII, was the only surviving member of his platoon on Guadalcanal, and was hospitalized with malaria for almost a year. He would return to duty as a drill instructor.
None of that seems to fit into my perception of the little, comically inept spy who talked into a shoe.

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JEALOUS? YOU'RE JEALOUS!
At a recent function the mayor of a certain city, that a certain Jack Benny made famous was hitting on my girlfriend. But I own her. She's mine all mine.

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