AGM Heartland

Alright. You have me. I'm hooked. What the fuck is AGM Heartland? See, Neill, I don't really want to know, but I really want to know. This was me with fucking Cloverfield. It wouldn't matter if it was you doing this or not. I'm a sucker for this shit.

Is it an ARG? I love those. I love to think I'm smart enough to play them, when really I just read forums about them and all the clues others have discovered. Like Halo 2's I love bees. That shit was tight. Cloverfield had a great one too. Of course, the one I got into the most (pre-kids) was A.I.s. It was awesome, and I did actually find shit on my own.

Is it for a movie? Is it for a tv show? A web thing? A new restaurant? OH SHIT! That would be fawking awesome! A genetic misfit themed restaurant? Oh, hellz yeah! that's mine, if you have not claimed it, it's mine.

Anyways, I'm curious as shit as to what this is. My guess? I'm thinking it's somehow related to that Die Antwoord video you were supposed to direct a long time ago. It's just a guess though.

At any rate, while looking on another site about your AGM Heartland flick I came across this post:


I'm telling you dude, we are fucking linked! It's like cosmic and shit. Like Tango and Cash. Like Robo and Cop. Like Captain and Tennille. It's in the fucking stars.

Oh, and did you see this? io9 Space Jockey art Yep, I'm working on the Alien prequel. Really. I'm not lying. I'm working.....on....it. No....I'm not. Ridley hates me. That Jockey art was spread around everywhere and in two days I had thousands of hits on this blog over the turkey break.

It's just funny that this is exactly what had happened on Cloverfield with that whale thing. Weird....it's all connecting....like a fucking ARG. Holy poo on a twinkie; am I an ARG? Is this like some Truman Show shit?

At any rate, you got me hook, line and sinker.

Douglas 'Salmones Muerte' Williams

Turkey

Guh. I had a whole other post, and I accidentally closed the window. Fuck. I'm not re-typing it.

Fuck, I can't believe I did that. It was four fucking paragraphs. Some funny shit. Dammit.

Basically, turkey feast is coming up, and I'm heading over to good ol' Port Angeles. If you travel down your little Canuckian island and go to Victoria I'll wave to you from across the straits.

The art is a photo paintover and a headcrab. Or some shit like a headcrab. Actually, it's just a head. This guys high school years probably sucked.

Oh, by the way; what the fuck?


I love this kind of shit.

Alright man, have a good one.

Doug 'turkey gut' Williams

The Fungal Monk

Neill. Sup, my supple young director? Hopefully everything is going well. Man, shit here is good. EXCEPT FOR MY FUGGING COLDE!!!! I hate colds, I do. If a cold came to life, I would totally put them in a 'D-9' camp/settlement. I would be fucking Koobus.

So anyway.

Here's evolutionary progress. A fungus that is now an enlightened monk.

Time is short. Be happy you're getting anything at all.

Alright dude, have a good one. Hey man, despite having a cold, I love this fawking weather. It's amazing right? The Northwest man, I love it.

Doug

Work Jism

Neill-fo-real. How's it hanging brother? How's it hanging with me? 3 inches...from the ground! BOO-YAH! Do we still say boo-yah? How about OPP? Behind the times. Anywhoo.

So this work was recently posted on the Undead Labs site. You should check it out. It's got a bunch of fun write ups and more art for the game we're making. I'm using a lot more photo-chopping, but it allows me to bang this shit out. I think it works for what we need. Man, there have been projects in the past where I wish that I had been this confident and quick. I think I could have done much better work on them, and lots more sleep. I guess that's growing right? the second you slow down, you're basically dead. Maybe that's why I've never been fully satisfied with any piece I've ever done. Maybe it's knowing that if I am, it's over. duh-duh-duuuuuuuuh (scary piano).

Hey shit dude, want to make a commercial for us? Like that Halo one you did? I could totally pay you like a few hundred bucks! How does that sound. A bunch of fresh crisp ones and fives rolled up your pocket? Eh? Eh? All I'm hearing are crickets. You could be a hundred dollar-aire.

Hope all is good. Look out for the crazies, they're everywhere. Like in my head.

Doug "The Professional" Williams

Blip Blorp Blop

Sup Neill dog. So my laptop is dying. Fucking laptop. It's an expensive touchy douche. I must have sneezed wrong, or accidentally turned it on. Oh well, that shit sucks, but what are you going to do? Right? Right.

So I drew this last night. It's and Elder One from Lovecraft lore. I love Lovecraft. He wrote some truly tremendous shit. It's not all tentacles and Cthulhu either. So I banged this out last night, on the ol' paper, because of my dying laptop.

Dammit.

Doug