Rain sent me this fucking hilarious tutorial series the other day. I laughed my ass off through the entire saga.
Probably old meme but since I haven't heard of it, there's a good chance some of you haven't either. Enjoy!
PS - I am totally guilty of every no-no he describes. NA HA SHAMELESS.
Showing posts with label photoshop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photoshop. Show all posts
October 3, 2008
June 1, 2008
the vanity-dance of the digital dickweed II
ARGH NOW HEROES HAS THE BLIGHT.
People's faces are so Gaussian Blurred they no longer even look human. And it's still just as random as Stefan Sonnenfeld's butchery of Sweeney Todd; every five seconds a random patch of pores and laugh lines will briefly reappear.
Sylar's forehead looks like Barbie's cooter, for fuck's sake. How is this not a direct violation of the Geneva conventions!?
Photoshop: Just because you can, doesn't mean you oughtta.
People's faces are so Gaussian Blurred they no longer even look human. And it's still just as random as Stefan Sonnenfeld's butchery of Sweeney Todd; every five seconds a random patch of pores and laugh lines will briefly reappear.
Sylar's forehead looks like Barbie's cooter, for fuck's sake. How is this not a direct violation of the Geneva conventions!?
Photoshop: Just because you can, doesn't mean you oughtta.
Tags:
heroes,
photoshop,
stupid people
September 17, 2007
Feeding Time

OH NOES NIRVANA BABY!
...
I'm not allowed to be bored anymore. I make terrible things happen when I'm bored.
This morning at about 5, I decided it'd be cool to plunk down and read for a bit. The Captain took a running leap onto my lap as soon as I was settled in with my fleecy blanket. I threw his rope bone across the room to get him to leave. He fetched it and took another leap into my lap. This happened six or seven times. Did I mention he's like 50 pounds now!?
Finally he quit following the rope bone and curled up on me. I caught his naptons and nodded off. Four hours later I woke up sweating under the fleecy blanket, covered in dog-butts. I was dying to cool off, but the little bastard was like "Uh-uh, nooo!" whenever I tried to wake him up. Eventually I nudged him free and he looked absolutely pathetic.
He randomly comes over when I'm sitting at the park or wherever and sort of leans on me for a while. He'll just stand serenely sideways, pressing the side of his chest against me til I'm about to fall over. Sometimes he follows up by climbing up and perching on my leg with his front paws. Just perching there, looking off into the distance like "ha ha, you let me stand on you." He'll also sit on my other leg and collapse into the "I Are Tiny Kitn" stance, threatening to overspill my lap and cause tsunamis.
That dog.
Tags:
photoshop,
the captain
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