If this doesn't make you happy... NOTHING will

Nicole sent this to me and I absolutely love it. Everything about it is perfect: the quality of the film, the subject matter, the hair, and the cheesy music. It all works. It makes me so friggin' happy. So freakin', friggin', fuckin' HAPPY.







Although... I will say, it would've been kinda funny if the lion just mauled the shit out of them, but I suppose that would've defeated the purpose and the message.

All in all, I give it five stars and two hundred thumbs, pointed in all directions.

Posted on Friday, July 4, 2008 at 01:39AM by Registered CommenterDerek Doublin | CommentsPost a Comment

One more...

I jut can't stop making them.
They make me laugh too much.

I think this guy should be a waiter at a steak buffet restaurant.

Posted on Monday, June 16, 2008 at 10:35AM by Registered CommenterDerek Doublin | Comments1 Comment

My Playing Cards

So... a friend of mine is putting together a deck of custom playing cards. He wants various members of Gigsville (a large Burning Man artist community) to each create an image for the center of a single card. It was too much fun so I ended up making 3 images using photoshop, some stock images, and my digital camera.

Now I kind of want my own deck.
These turned out so awesome-weird.

(This is not my Dad, by the way)






Posted on Friday, June 13, 2008 at 12:07AM by Registered CommenterDerek Doublin | CommentsPost a Comment

Walmart at Midnight

I've blogged about this before... but I must say, I LOVE going to Walmart at midnight. I can't handle Walmart during the day, there's simply too much sweat, too many people, and too many BARGAINS. But at NIGHT, ahhhhh, it's a different animal entirely. All the creatures have been tranquilized and everyone appears as if they just crawled up from the bottom of the sea floor.

Tonight, I witnessed a basket full of wonderful moments. While taking a shortcut through the men's clothing section, I came across two Mexican men yelling at each other, each tugging on a single package of underwear. And in the parking lot I saw a 16 year old girl splashing around in a gross puddle of water by herself. Soon thereafter, I saw her large mother come barreling out of a mini van screaming, "DAMN IT! GET OUT OF THAT WATER, MARCI! NOW!". In the pharmaceutical section I saw a tough looking cowboy with extremely pointy boots smelling moisturizer and in the pet section I saw a clerk accidentally rip open a 50 pound bag of dog food, spill it all over the aisle, and then just walk away.

The Midnight Walmart Masquerade.

Sometimes you just have to sit back and relish the American monster. We are a nation of tubby Caligulas, and like some sick and twisted Svengali that's been staring into the mirror a bit too long, I've taught myself to enjoy watching the waterfall weave into the wastewater.

And though I may speak as if I'm separate from this creature,
lord knows I've done my share.

Heck, as much as any of us try to polish it,
we're still just one, big
rusty nail.

Granted,
when you look at it under a microscope,
some parts might be a tad rustier than others.

Posted on Friday, June 6, 2008 at 12:22AM by Registered CommenterDerek Doublin | CommentsPost a Comment

In my basement room... with a needle and a spoon...

I have begun my first photographic series.
I've never made a series before.
It's going to be called:
The MAGNET of CLUTTER and CHAOS.

Here's the first piece.
Somehow, a photo about clutter and chaos became the first "sexy" photo I've ever taken.

It's called:
"In My Basement Room... with a Needle and a Spoon... and a bunch of Other Crap"
It features Angela GoLightly.

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Posted on Wednesday, June 4, 2008 at 11:45AM by Registered CommenterDerek Doublin | Comments2 Comments
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