Help support one of our fellow bloggers and make a purchase. Proceeds go toward the treatment of his brain tumor.
I must thank my wife for making this happen tonight! She photographed it for me.
New art print from a commissioned spray painting, by Me available for purchase to aid with OUR battle. I just got approval to make this a limited print! Without further ado..: Jimi Hendrix in Plutonium Paint by Me.
Prints are available in many sizes at 50% off list price. Use code ART at checkout!” -Ray Ferrer
Please read, donate and/or buy some of Ray’s art to help fund for his treatment. Oh, and reblog and get the word out. Our brother artist needs us now!
Dearest friends, fans, FAMILY!
Please reblog, share, tweet, FB, you name it!
Over the years it has been my freehand spray paint artwork that many of you are accustomed to seeing. There will be more but for now, there is this. My wife and I are working hard on keeping you up to date. We are blown away by the more than 60K followers who show there support to us daily on the blog and other social media platforms!
So, here is a scan of my brain and the Tumor is circled. Its bigger than first thought. On the 9th I have one more MRI w/ spectroscopy to determine the rate of growth and cell types. Then it gets really hairy.
I am doing the best I can to be in good spirits and will continue to strive! It really helps knowing I have touched so many people with my artwork…
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a rocket ship in
the cricket chirp
in a worship service
of mean spirited wisdom.
the warm breath
tickling bearded necks
and the cold they hold
the soft kiss
on barren cliffs
of lust, musket powder, and universal distrust.
the grain of sand playing
whack-a-mole with stars and their
love-siphoned dunes of land,
the speck of dirt
in bespectacled eyes
forcing hegemony from the hands
of titled slips of cubicle paper
granted authority despite their origins as primordial forest vapor.
the tank of gas
inching towards final destinations
of decomposition and the spacial gaps
between empty re inscription and math,
the booming shout of complacence
followed by agents of productivity
and lack of patience;
the need-it-all fire of conspiracies
toppling the stilt-laden havens of free masons and hatred.
for such a long time.
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Anyone who blogs on WordPress or knows people who blog on WordPress or lives within earshot of people who blog on WordPress probably heard the furor about all the changes that were recently made to the notorious blogging platform. I’m more okay with the changes than a lot of people are. In fact, I’d like to write Matt Mullenweg (the head CEO guy) a thank you note.
This guy is the object of everyone’s love as of late. (Photo credit: Ronny Siegel)
Dear Mr. Mullenweg,
Thank you for the numerous upgrades to WordPress. As a Ph.D., I can cheerfully inform you that your actions have provided important psychological insights into the internet age. We can now conclude with 98% certainty that the length of a scroll bar is inversely proportional to the size of its developer’s penis. Furthermore, we would also like to thank you for not incorporating a…
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I agree with Goldfish. The WP changes need to stop. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Reblog this.
I am loath to write yet another letter to you, since I typically prefer to spend my time writing actual blog posts, but I’ve been bitching on Twitter and in your forums to no avail, so maybe you’ll pay attention to a blog post. It’s not likely, but hey, you never know.
Please, stop. Just put down whatever you’re working on and stop with the futzing. You have been tinkering under my hood long enough and you know what? None of the “improvements” you’ve made are actually improvements.
Below, you will find explanations as to why your improvements aren’t improvements sorted conveniently by feature.
Let’s talk about this “Beep beep boop” post editor nightmare with less than half the functionality of the old editor. Thankfully, you haven’t taken away the old editor yet. However, I fully expect that one day, I will go to write a…
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