<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459</id><updated>2012-01-29T10:45:39.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please look at me neill blomkamp</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7228160855971296216</id><published>2012-01-26T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:07:41.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILERS!!!! WARNING!!!! SPOILERS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheusDiscovery.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheusDiscovery.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Neill, I'm sure you feel the same way, but being a genius fanboy is a double edged sword. So in the Prometheus trailer there's a guy in the famous Space Jockey room, and he's human-ish, wearing an alien-ish space suit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;See the chair there? There's some open piece where the SJ's head is supposed to go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So...that dude is more than likely the Space Jockey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's a huge human dude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J6bFVALZKDs/S8azndi31AI/AAAAAAAAC74/ESSh0cZQhl0/s1600/vin+diesel+celebrity+poker.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Vin Diesel&lt;/a&gt; is the Space Jockey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So maybe there is a time travel element, I mean this is the Lost guy writing, right? Maybe we end up making the aliens, and that will explain the human skull on the original alien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure how I feel about all this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The trailer still is awesome. Great design, and it's Ridley, so it will probably be a great film regardless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Doug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7228160855971296216?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7228160855971296216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/spoilers-warning-spoilers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7228160855971296216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7228160855971296216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/spoilers-warning-spoilers.html' title='SPOILERS!!!! WARNING!!!! SPOILERS!!!!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2322678217355788328</id><published>2012-01-20T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:01:16.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dougbot.com/forum/pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/pumpkin.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yo, yo, yo! How's it going Neill? One thing I really dig about you is you're passionate about&amp;nbsp; the at story that you want to tell, because it's yours. Movies like that shine. It's like Pan's Labyrinth, you can tell Guillermo wanted to tell that story. It's like your District 9, and I'm sure it will be the same with Elysium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, anyway, I've mentioned that I have tons of ideas. Tons. I'm learning that now everyone does. Sort of a rarity. Well, I finally started writing again. It's been years since I did it with any seriousness. You can tell I'm a great writer because of this blog. Why's all you laughing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The script I'm writing is called PUMPKIN, and this guy features in it. I had a little bit of time to color this guy while my kids are watching some chipmunk movie. Kids have no taste. None.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't want to give anything away, and this guy is featured near the start, so I don't mind showing it. I sort of fucked up the drawing, but, meh. I'm far more anal with writing than I am with art. I recently deleted about twenty pages because I went in the wrong direction. It's tough to do, like removing a testicle. But then you realize, you had to remove that testicle, because you replaced it with something better...like..a...uh...tentacle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Shit, that WOULD be better, tentacles instead of testicles? Holy fuck. You would be a god in bed. I really need to get into mad sciencetry. I think that's a profession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope shit is good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Professor Douglestien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2322678217355788328?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2322678217355788328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/pumpkin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2322678217355788328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2322678217355788328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/pumpkin.html' title='pumpkin'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2638339587680909583</id><published>2012-01-09T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T07:50:37.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undead day gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_202331998"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_202331999"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dougbot.com/forum/deadDudeChair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/deadDudeChair.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Neill, you know what sucks. Google's new interface...s. What the shit? Could they make these any harder to read? I had a '&lt;i&gt;try out the new look&lt;/i&gt;?' button, that I foolishly pushed (as I was trying to update the look of the blog, oh hey, now posts are missing, sweet), and now, there seems to be no way back. Seriously, this shit sucks. Maybe it'll grow on me. Maybe once I dig into it it'll make sense. maybe it's a game, and I have the difficulty settings too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dougbot.com/forum/muralSmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/muralSmall.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wow, what an awesome mural!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Any way, so here's some work shit. See, at my day job I'm a fancy pants art director. I point and hover around my artists and say, 'Do this, do that, rub my feet, make like an ottoman...' stuffs like that. I wish I could show you some of what we've been working on, oh hey, I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/-W5ZqDzZIQ4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-W5ZqDzZIQ4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-W5ZqDzZIQ4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Psst, this isn't even the good stuff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know what else is cool with the new posting interface, when you hit enter, it goes to the top of your paragraph...sometimes, instead of starting a new paragraph. Heh, that makes sense. Good work guys! The image posting is seriously nicer though, I will give in to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, chiggity check the vid. I'm in it. I'm the hefty dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2638339587680909583?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2638339587680909583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/undead-day-gig.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2638339587680909583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2638339587680909583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/undead-day-gig.html' title='Undead day gig'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2080884038688948505</id><published>2012-01-02T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:56:41.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St Clambus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/stClambus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 431px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/stClambus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry St. Clambus Day, Neill! How was your holiday? Mine was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Clambus bring you anything special? He brought me a hooker. Unfortunately, it was a male hooker. A TJ Hooker, and it had an std. So I threw it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5hXUzy4w-k/TwHhKwFAzhI/AAAAAAAAARI/4FpUvCyHaG8/s1600/tj_hooker_pilot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5hXUzy4w-k/TwHhKwFAzhI/AAAAAAAAARI/4FpUvCyHaG8/s400/tj_hooker_pilot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693078978793885202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If they had named it BJ Hooker, it would have guaranteed seven seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still, got to give it to Clambus for trying. I mean, he doesn't even come from this galaxy, so he's a bit off on the customs and traditions here. Still, he's out there riding his massive star beast handing out unusual gifts and stealing kittens every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a happy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug, Feeling the spirit, Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2080884038688948505?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2080884038688948505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/st-clambus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2080884038688948505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2080884038688948505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2012/01/st-clambus.html' title='St Clambus!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5hXUzy4w-k/TwHhKwFAzhI/AAAAAAAAARI/4FpUvCyHaG8/s72-c/tj_hooker_pilot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-312577907225651777</id><published>2011-12-29T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:08:46.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A return to form.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/gorillaCostume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 568px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/gorillaCostume.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meow! It's the Christmas monkey!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, I apologize. This blog has been all over the place lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this shit is supposed to be about you, and your brilliance. So, I'm bringing it back around. Back to Neill. This is supposed to be a huge ego hand job dedicated to you, and instead I've been stroking everyone from Ridley Scott, to Guillermo del Toro. So I'm pulling it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait...that sounded all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check this shit; I know you love you some Robocop. Here's my deal, we get together and hang, and these fucking Robocop 2 cards, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARE YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/roboRad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/roboRad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are legit, not some Manitoban knock-off cards. Had them since I was a wee lad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, dude.  For free! We drink a couple beers, share some work experiences, listen to my pitch for my sci-fi version of Gone with the Wind (called, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gone with the Solar Winds&lt;/span&gt;, there's a Martian civil war and everything!), and become best friends. Free cards, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me know what you think. I can't wait for Elysium. I watch your fucking Armadyne teaser all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope shit is all cool, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douggle Dugg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-312577907225651777?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/312577907225651777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/return-to-form.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/312577907225651777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/312577907225651777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/return-to-form.html' title='A return to form.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4224969252451167943</id><published>2011-12-21T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T08:54:16.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doodler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches49.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches50.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches48.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches47.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches46.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches44.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches45.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches43.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches42.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, what the eff. I be so damned excited for Elysium, but it be a year away. 2013? God grief, man. The other movie I'm super excited for is Pacific Rim, mainly because I here one of the concept artist is one of my favorite artist ever. And he's fucking hot, not that I'm looking, I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since both those flicks are a million years from now, what's coming up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the trailer for T&lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2011/12/21/the-hobbit-trailer/"&gt;he Hobbit&lt;/a&gt;, dude, it's totally ripping off Lord of the Rings. They have this wizard in it, he looks just like Gandalf. I watched it without sound. Anyway, that's a 2012 film so I'm guessing that will be coming out in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Batman, sorry, &lt;a href="http://www.thedarkknightrises.com/"&gt;The Dark Knight Rises&lt;/a&gt;. Bane? Bane is my Venom. He's garbage, invented just to break Batman's back. As a villain, booooorrrring. Well, I have to admit, I fucking love Nolan's movies. So, I have faith that he'll make Bane cool.  Maybe that's it, he's such a blank slate that Nolan can project anything onto him without the fanboys going berserk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPB5IQJPvCU/TvIKQIS_YfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/EE4ACxCQTOc/s1600/tebow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPB5IQJPvCU/TvIKQIS_YfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/EE4ACxCQTOc/s400/tebow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688620551543677426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tim Tebow 's prayers are finally answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then there's P R O M E T H E U S. Fuck, I can not wait for this one. It looks awesome. It's so fucking cool, it's trailer has a trailer. A two part trailer. I mean, check this out! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=vD7Z-CTbbKk"&gt;T R A I L E R pt 2.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looks like there's some amazing flicks coming out, but shit dude, wrap that film up.  I'm dying to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, here's some random sketches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4224969252451167943?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4224969252451167943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/doodler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4224969252451167943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4224969252451167943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/doodler.html' title='The Doodler'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPB5IQJPvCU/TvIKQIS_YfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/EE4ACxCQTOc/s72-c/tebow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8100485898825007670</id><published>2011-12-17T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T20:10:58.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/agmHeartlandRendering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 255px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/agmHeartlandRendering.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaat??!?  Two posts in one day? Did you also know that I wrapped up some freelance and took the kids to Home Depot as well? Clearly not a slacker.  CLEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dude, what the shit is AGM Heartland?  Because the story that's boiling in my head is pretty fucking cool. I love doing the art for this stuff, it's like Jimmy Dean meets Alien.  Fuck, I can't wait to have more of it revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Alien, there's one thing I forgot to mention earlier. The other day while riding the bus home, I was watching District 9 on my Nano.  This dude sitting next to me looks over at it and goes, "That was the best sci-fi film since the original Alien."  I say, "Bladerunner."  He goes (with a shrug), "Maybe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that hard.  This guy is so fucking hardcore that he doesn't even think Bladerunner is a shoe in for the last great sci-fi film. Even  more impressive (awesome?), he thinks District 9 is the only great sci-fi film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; Alien.  Pretty...fucking...cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'wants a spider ham sandwich' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8100485898825007670?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8100485898825007670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/whaaaaat-two-posts-in-one-day-did-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8100485898825007670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8100485898825007670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/whaaaaat-two-posts-in-one-day-did-you.html' title='Meatses'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6829887095524581781</id><published>2011-12-17T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:18:11.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 307px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches40.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 303px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches38.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 306px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches39.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 293px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches37.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 297px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/skeetches36.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill.  Dude. I know everyone reading this blog thinks I'm a slacker. Shits been crazy. My day gig as an art director at Undead Labs has been super busy for the last couple of months, but damn, it's paying off. I foolishly took on some side projects as well, but it was super cool work, so the late nights were worth it. I had another project like that some time ago, four or five hours a sleep a night for a couple of weeks sort of gets to you after a while. I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a back up plan, something easy, that pays well.  That's why I'm thinking; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director&lt;/span&gt;. Dude, you make it look so easy. I saw Damon on Stewart the other night, and it sounds like he already wrapped on Elysium. So I'm guessing your just hanging around waiting for effects to come in. I mean, I'm right aren't I? Actually, I am going to write some shit, and put some stuff together. For reals this time. Once I finish this super cool side project I'm on. I'm going to put together some pitch docs, and try my hand at filming some shorts. Short shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the boy who I want to be my cinematographer: &lt;a href="http://blog.instagram.com/post/14230574690/how-i-shoot-dankhole"&gt;DAN COLE&lt;/a&gt;. Click his name. He has a nice eye, and a rocking Leonidas beard. He kicks fuckers down stairwells yelling, "THIS IS SPARTA!" People crack up and hire him for parties. Kick parties and snuff films, that's Dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dude, you've wrapped on the acting for Elysium, and I know shit is busy (yeah, I know the real work starts now) but seriously man, take some time and enjoy the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you and yours well;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6829887095524581781?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6829887095524581781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/meow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6829887095524581781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6829887095524581781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/12/meow.html' title='Meow'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8945456646101550512</id><published>2011-11-30T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:44:23.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheus01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 156px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheus01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the shit Neill, why did you let me do this?  I'm sick, sick, Neill.  I spent like three hours total on this, and it's not very good.  I have actual work to do.  REAL WORK THAT PAYS, and I'm drawing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who I should really blame in all this though, Ridley.  Ridley Scott.  I didn't want a prequel, and when I saw those EW magazine shots, I thought I was probably right.  But then, shitty mini trailer, and poof.  I can't wait.  I should have known.  I always do this.  I thought Finding Nemo looked dumb too, and it's possibly Pixar's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go Ridley, I admit it, like Odysseus to Poseidon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;.  So very, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....how's filming going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8945456646101550512?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8945456646101550512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/enough.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8945456646101550512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8945456646101550512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/enough.html' title='ENOUGH!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6631495293188064839</id><published>2011-11-30T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:25:22.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prometheus  in my brain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheus01WIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 159px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/prometheus01WIP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill....what is wrong with me.  I'm getting close to forty, I'm an old man.  Yet here I am, a ghost of a movie trailer, that was horrible shitty quality, and all I can do is think about it.  last night, I should have been working on something else, but you know what I did?  Fan art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking fan art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished work working. I should have been sleeping.   I should have been writing my scripts.  I should have been brushing up my portfolio.  I should have finished my painting for Simon (Simon, it's looking great).  Instead, I drew fan art...for a trailer that was recorded off of a computer screen...with a shaky cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even have time to finish it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a twelve year old boy in a thirty six...seven...shit, how old am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6631495293188064839?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6631495293188064839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/prometheus-in-my-brain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6631495293188064839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6631495293188064839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/prometheus-in-my-brain.html' title='Prometheus  in my brain...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7752793651618702912</id><published>2011-11-28T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:20:12.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P R O M E T H E U S</title><content type='html'>Uh, so Neill, remember all my alien prequel bitching and how we I didn't think we needed one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.  All. That.  Fuck it all.  I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to see this flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worstpreviews.com/headline.php?id=23455&amp;amp;count=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-GuowM5vtI/TtO0Z0Lu1MI/AAAAAAAAAQw/K1oNzOaxGwo/s400/prometheus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680081910641906882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in that shitty quality, it's intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born again Ridley believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7752793651618702912?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7752793651618702912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/p-r-o-m-e-t-h-e-u-s.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7752793651618702912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7752793651618702912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/p-r-o-m-e-t-h-e-u-s.html' title='P R O M E T H E U S'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-GuowM5vtI/TtO0Z0Lu1MI/AAAAAAAAAQw/K1oNzOaxGwo/s72-c/prometheus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6410580018290224295</id><published>2011-11-24T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T13:34:38.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><content type='html'>Hey Neill, I'll have more posts and art soon, I've just been swamped.  So Neill, I occasionally check my sitemeter to see where people are coming from who check this site.  It's crazy dude, from all over the world.  All....over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people find the site by accident, and I can see their search words that they used to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw these search words  from some guy or gal in Brentwood Bay, British Columbia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;cocoon cast wilford brimley pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, I think we could be best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/13322/_1243554708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 196px;" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/news/13322/_1243554708.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit....Brimley is in better shape than I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6410580018290224295?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6410580018290224295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6410580018290224295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6410580018290224295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/11/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6144416448926665979</id><published>2011-09-26T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:28:17.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Beckwith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mP7szoG_IIY/ToCnaIoDnvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Wl-IqF7IbOU/s1600/Rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mP7szoG_IIY/ToCnaIoDnvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Wl-IqF7IbOU/s400/Rachel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656705199411273458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking the wall a little bit today.  I had always planned on my art  blogs being a place were people could escape the world for a little bit  and have some fun.  I promise to keep that alive here, a place were we  can have fun and I can be a crazy drawing fool, but just this once I'm  letting reality pour in.  I have two little girls, so it's easy to see  why this story hits me so hard.  I have not been able to really shake it  since I read about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 20th there was a major accident near Seattle on I-90.  I had  friends who drove past it, and said how awful it looked.  They were  amazed that no one was killed.  Then the reports started coming in of a  critically injured little girl.  Then shortly after that, even with all  the hopes and prayers of everyone who had heard the story, she was taken  of life support.  She hung on just long enough for her parents to hold  and touch her one last time.  Her name was Rachel Beckwith, and she had  just turned 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like another sad story that we hear too often nowadays.  If  you ever watch the news, it feels like the world is coming apart at the  seems.  What hope do we have, what hope do our children have, when our  politicians would rather bring our economy crashing down in a dick  measuring contest rather than work together for a national good.  When  corporate profit is placed over human lives.  Humanity sometimes feels  like it's on it's last legs, and that we're coming to a close.  But then  little girls like Rachel Beckwith come along and obliterate all those  fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At age five Rachel heard about Locks of Love and asked to have her then  long hair cut and donated to help children with cancer.  Her plan was to  continually grow out her hair and cut it to donate, and she kept that  promise.  At age five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when Rachel was going to turn nine she asked that no one give her  presents, but instead donate nine dollars to an organization called  charity:water for water projects in Africa.  Rachel's own words;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On June 12th 2011, I'm turning 9. I found out that millions of people  don't live to see their 5th birthday. And why? Because they didn't have  access to clean, safe water so I'm celebrating my birthday like never  before. I'm asking from everyone I know to donate to my campaign instead  of gifts for my birthday. Every penny of the money raised will go  directly to fund freshwater projects in developing nations. Even better,  every dollar is "proved" when the projects are complete, and photos and  GPS coordinates are posted using Google Earth. My goal is to raise $300  by my birthday, June 12, 2011. Please consider helping me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She raised 220 dollars, a lot for a nine year old girl, but just shy of  the 300 she was hoping to raise.  She was disappointed, but decided to  just try harder the next year.  Sadly, that would never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people heard the story of a nine year old girl, who would rather  give to others she had never met than receive material gifts herself,  they flocked to the site and donated.  Currently at the time I'm writing  this she has raised 1,256,180 dollars, that will help an estimated  62,809 people in need.  Not bad for a nine year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gifts go beyond that though, her organs were donated and a man who  had been waiting five years for a  kidney was a match for one of  Rachel's.  “I received a gift that you can't even describe how big it  was. I had my  life returned to me and as repayment to Rachel, I plan to carry her  charitable torch for the rest of my life.”   Mark was given life; and  for this cycnical Dad of two little girls, she gives hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is why I decided to post this here, ultimately this isn't a sad  story.  It's a very positive one, because if a nine year old girl can  figure this out, then there's hope for the rest of us as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're better than we think we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's donation page, there's four days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://mycharitywater.org/p/campaign?campaign_id=16396"&gt;Rachel's 9 Birthday Wish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(http://mycharitywater.org/p/campaign?campaign_id=16396)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6bE24CCNo4/ToCnaf_QLRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wDPzwTMJ7fU/s1600/rachelGifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6bE24CCNo4/ToCnaf_QLRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wDPzwTMJ7fU/s400/rachelGifts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656705205682580754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6144416448926665979?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6144416448926665979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/rachel-beckwith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6144416448926665979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6144416448926665979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/rachel-beckwith.html' title='Rachel Beckwith'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mP7szoG_IIY/ToCnaIoDnvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Wl-IqF7IbOU/s72-c/Rachel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-999550485556294066</id><published>2011-09-23T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:42:58.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More sketches from the toilet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchbook9222011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 1622px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchbook9222011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the toilet?  Gross.  I actually draw them on the bus, fuck I love the bus.  It's a Community Transit busline, which is nice and clean.  Not a fucking Metro bus, which is pretty much like riding in a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so dude, I feel bad.  I'm always giving your boy a hard time.  So this is a pure shout out to Copley.  Dude, I love the guy.  he was the best part of the A-Team, and I still think he deserved at the very least a nod from the Academy for his role in District 9.  Wikus is one of the best characters to come along in a looooooooong time.  I'm sure that whatever/whoever he'll be in Elysium will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that being said, I super psyched to see what this Europa is all about.  I have a weird fascination with Jupiter and it's moons.  Maybe it because my Dad showed me 2001 at a young age, which still to this day is an amazing piece of cinematography (and the deign worked has never been topped).  I love the first two books as well, but must confess, I never read the others.  So anyways, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about his own flick?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoon&lt;/span&gt;.  Yeah dude, I be the fanniest fanboy around.  I know all about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoon&lt;/span&gt;.  So dude, give the man a few weeks to wrap that shit up.  Who knows, maybe it'll lead to a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please Look At me Shartlo Copley&lt;/span&gt; blog (It won't, don't worry).  For those who have not seen it, here's the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9u4FGfzKZlc"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5YuUAm8nR0/TnyndT7cOqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BOxtQi6OCPk/s400/spoon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655579354078132898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dude, I'm excited!  He's got a Nexus android in it, what's not to love!  And think of the possibilties of sequels!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fork&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knife&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cutlery&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plastic Cup&lt;/span&gt;; or he could go the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aliens&lt;/span&gt; route and be all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoons&lt;/span&gt;.  Shit is tight.  That tall freak is a thinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for introducing us to the guy.  He's a steller actor, and I (and all the PLAMNB blog fans also) can't wait to see what he does next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglassymuthafuckinkaratechop Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-999550485556294066?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/999550485556294066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-sketches-from-toilet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/999550485556294066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/999550485556294066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-sketches-from-toilet.html' title='More sketches from the toilet.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p5YuUAm8nR0/TnyndT7cOqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/BOxtQi6OCPk/s72-c/spoon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3916885039408133487</id><published>2011-09-21T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:11:33.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sketchy Wetchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchBook9202011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 1525px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchBook9202011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, sup' ma' man?  I've been sketching tons on my bus trip home lately.  It makes for an interesting line quality.  I get about an hour a trip, so two hours a day.  Pretty fucking slick, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dude, how's it going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing you're knee deep in filming.  That shit has got to be crazy.  I tried to troll Copley out, but he isn't biting.  He either hates me, is super busy, or is on another bender.  Actually, probably all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with an awesome idea, a Jabba the Hutt tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait, and just listen.  So I saw this dude in Pioneer Square wearing a half shirt (he could pull it off) and he had a dragon tattoo on his gut.  Now this dude was young, and I couldn't help but think I was super skinny and had abs when I was young too.  Now...well...yeah.  Sitting at a desk everyday and eating junkshitfood and chili-chonga dogs will inflate your belly.  So I couldn't help but think how sad that dragon could end up looking in another ten to fifteen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I thought, you know what would work there?  Jabba the fucking Hutt.    Because as you got fatter, it would get even cooler! Jabba is the only gut tattoo that will never go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where to put Salacious Crumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y64KFGVmZOs/Tnn-Obq9kHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/74_U-yeX49o/s1600/maBooky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y64KFGVmZOs/Tnn-Obq9kHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/74_U-yeX49o/s400/maBooky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654830331039944818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas D Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3916885039408133487?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3916885039408133487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/sketchy-wetchy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3916885039408133487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3916885039408133487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/sketchy-wetchy.html' title='Sketchy Wetchy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y64KFGVmZOs/Tnn-Obq9kHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/74_U-yeX49o/s72-c/maBooky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-358817966919435323</id><published>2011-09-20T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:11:22.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da' Marquis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/marquisInHell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 488px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/marquisInHell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill, I'm finally getting some art time again.  Little smidges.  Here's an image based on &lt;a href="http://www.guydavisartworks.com/marquis.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Guy Davis' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The Marquis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a great fucking book man.  I worked with Guy recently, and he's like the nicest fucking Guy you've ever met.  He's only the second Guy I've met, but still, great Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dude, holy media blackout.  Give me some Elysium, dammit!  I wants me some not necessarily and alien movie action!  I'm craving it! CRAVING IT!  I re-watched District 9 again the other night.  It's so good dude, I notice extra little bits each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-358817966919435323?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/358817966919435323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/da-marquis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/358817966919435323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/358817966919435323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/da-marquis.html' title='Da&apos; Marquis'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3352300903626086375</id><published>2011-09-16T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:59:37.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/sloppyStud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 591px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/sloppyStud.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 611px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/451.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking with brushes.  Lunch over, apologies to other artsits, too numerous to name right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, funny...uh...poo poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3352300903626086375?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3352300903626086375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3352300903626086375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3352300903626086375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-stuff.html' title='Quick stuff'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6209047360765105249</id><published>2011-09-15T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T13:00:25.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy time bus sketche work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchbook9152011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 1742px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/sketchbook9152011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy time.  Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I have a message for Sharlto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THESE WORLDS&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOURS EXCEPT&lt;br /&gt;EUROPA&lt;br /&gt;ATTEMPT NO&lt;br /&gt;LANDING THERE&lt;br /&gt;USE THEM TOGETHER&lt;br /&gt;USE THEM IN PEACE&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should know this going into his next project.  just saying, man.  Also, stay away from bone throwing monkeys and monolith's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ways, here some quick sketches and descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top to bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random paint splatter.  Ripping off Ashley Wood...poorly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 page story idea for Greg Broadmore's brilliant Lord Cockswain character.  He gets swallowed by a sandworm thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  sandworm thing...farting for some reason, and some images for a  puppet-ish flick I'd love to make one day.  I was thinking it would be  live action, shot like an old PBS special.  It was odd.  Basically the  sun had it's head stolen years ago, which threw the world into darkness,  then this crater faced little fella frees it and puts it back on the  sun spirits body (after a long trek and battle).  The sun returns and  chases out the dark beasties that stole it's head in the first place.   Then she (oh yeah, the sun's a gal) grants the little crater-faced guy  immortality as the night watcher; he rises while she rests at night to  make sure the beasties of darkness can't plot anything against her ever  again (the sun reflecting off the moon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb quick squiddy  things.  I hate them.  Also some panels for a quick D9 prequel thingy  (involves some fungal zombie prawns, I listened! ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pappy'  character sketches.  This is one of my most compete stories in my mind,  possibly my favorite of them.  Although, I have one new one I like a  little more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END TRANSMISSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6209047360765105249?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6209047360765105249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/lazy-time-bus-sketche-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6209047360765105249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6209047360765105249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/lazy-time-bus-sketche-work.html' title='Lazy time bus sketche work'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-151722328966715</id><published>2011-09-06T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:22:46.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poster Take 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPoster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 526px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPoster3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, you don't need to say it.  I know I nailed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success of Avatar, plus your piggy viral, plus your Producer's vague comments (not necessarily an alien movie); it all adds up.  Romantic Violent Sci Fi.  Brilliant man, fucking brilliant.  A new genre! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for a happy end, not one were the alien kid dies or alien 'wife' leaves Damon for a space general or whatever.  That would be a downer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's it man.  Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-151722328966715?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/151722328966715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/poster-take-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/151722328966715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/151722328966715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/poster-take-3.html' title='Poster Take 3'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6260366682138503413</id><published>2011-09-02T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:24:32.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elysium Poster Take 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPosterTake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 554px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPosterTake2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, here's another poster I whipped up for you.  It's missing a lot of the actors, but fuck, there's so many, and this is quick shit.  This is fucking goulash, baby.  Anyway, here's a collection of quotes from you and the media  that lead to this current incarnation of the poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I’ve got one science fiction idea that I’m absolutely in love with, which I’m pretty sure is going to be my next film. 99% sure…It’s totally original, it’s my own story…It’s set on another planet, but it’s cool. It’s violent, very violent, and very unique hopefully. We’ll see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is science fiction and it has many sociopolitical ideas that interest me. Those ideas are wrapped up inside something that is like a Hollywood action film…The setting for the next film takes place 150 years from now. There are two cities that I’m choosing between. They would play as themselves. They are not in South Africa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we know about Elysium so far is that it is set at least 100 years in the future, features Jodie Foster as the head of state of an alien planet and Matt Damon as an ex-con. Is that some sort of prison gear binding Damon in these images? A viral video clip launched during Comic Con suggests some of the backstory for the film, possibly supporting rumors that a colonization project is part of the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also a few rumors about the plot following a battle between an alien and human race for the right to colonize another planet. Mind you that's completely unconfirmed, but an interesting direction to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When South African film-maker Neill Blomkamp's strange new short went viral last month it prompted many questions: is this a clue to Blomkamp's mooted District 9 sequel? Or his forthcoming new sci-fi project Elysium? And is that a pig or a cat, or – gulp – a little bit of both? It said as much about contemporary movie marketing as it did about the director's creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those wondering, “Elysium” is actually a term used in Greek mythology for a section of the Underworld designated to heroes and other laudatory figures. The term has gone on to have connotations with “Paradise”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you what the big themes are, but I can tell you that there are big themes. He’s someone who’s really interested in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tell you about the content of Elysium but I can tell you, it won’t really be… it’s a very different movie than anything you’ve ever seen before. It’s not necessarily an alien movie.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this adds up to; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nipple guns&lt;/span&gt;!  I know it's true!   Nipple guns are the shit dude, and that guy can pull this shit off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I tried to get on the poster, but there was no room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Amradyne factory workers and an incredibly tall wisecracking Crackbot must elude a nipple gun equipped drug dealing android.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their only hope is to escape offworld, to an alien paradise.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then things get fucking crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it dude, I think I got it all in there.  The pig thing?  OH, FUCK!  I forgot that damned pig thing from AGM Heartland...hey...how the fuck is that going to fit in this?Copley and Damon's inter-species lovechild?  Hmmmnnn...I think I feel a new poster coming on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglebutt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6260366682138503413?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6260366682138503413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/elysium-poster-take-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6260366682138503413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6260366682138503413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/09/elysium-poster-take-2.html' title='Elysium Poster Take 2'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1035879024074193642</id><published>2011-08-31T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T09:16:44.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANGER!  GASOLINE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/gasDanger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 286px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/gasDanger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, I'm a child of the 90's.  Don't get me wrong, I loved the 80's, lots of fond memories, and the decade that contains most of my favorite films.  My aesthetic though, totally 90's.  You can tell because of the 'Danger: Gasoline' lettering on the above skull..helmet...lawnmower...thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?  Shit if I know.  I had a few minutes and needed to completely unwind.  Been a while since I decompressed like I have been lately.  Feels nice.  I need to get moving though, lots to do.  Of course, last night I saw a Facebook post from a friend that completely bummed me out.  Nothing about the post, in fact it was a very nice and kind post, but about the other project I was working on.  The project I could still be working on, because they offered a longer gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a tough choice to make, and after talking with my wife decided on the more long term job.  I don't mind too much, I get to see my kids everyday, I enjoy being home, I was able to experience this awesome NW hot summer; but I still have a lot of regret.  I was handed my dream job, and literally the kind of experience  that I dream about.  It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I love my current job.  It's also a dream job, and I have a shit ton of control.  The first zombie game I pitched was in 1997.  I've always been a Dawn of the Dead fan, since middle school, and never felt like people made zombie games right.  There's a level of gore, fun cheese, fear, and emptiness that most games today just can't pull off.  Maybe they're afraid of it.  I don't know.  Weird time in my life, man.  It's too good, my regrets are not taking a dream job because I'm currently in a dream job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've used this analogy before (maybe even on here) but it's like I'm fucking Salma Hayek, but thinking about fucking Sofia Vergara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm getting at; you could lessen the blow if you put me on some preliminary work for Chappy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-On a side note, Parents; tell your kids to be artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1035879024074193642?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1035879024074193642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/danger-gasoline.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1035879024074193642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1035879024074193642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/danger-gasoline.html' title='DANGER!  GASOLINE!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2784113367437888535</id><published>2011-08-25T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:43:53.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Neill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://vimeo.com/27768588"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sH7gKrBco7Y/TlcgNojAo6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZssTC5tOd1k/s400/Abandoned.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645016076526855074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click the image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, sup dog?  I got someone who's nipping at your heels.  I mean, he's not taking your job; you're all aliens and spaceships and he's all demons and robots.  Totally different, but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, man, this guy is really good.  He's a lot like you; writer, director, sfx artist, illustration artist, modeler, family man, grill master, etc.  Full package, man.  Wait...why am I promoting this guy?  He's totally going to take my job with you!  Stay away Francisco!  STAY AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I kid.  Francisco's a super nice guy, arms dealer, and has amazing grace and skill while dumpster diving.  One of those things is not true.  One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out more of Francisco's illustration work on his blog.  Seriously, this guy is the real deal.  Check his blog at: &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://fruiz-fruiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fruiz-fruiz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...everyone's talented but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2784113367437888535?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2784113367437888535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/next-neill.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2784113367437888535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2784113367437888535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/next-neill.html' title='The Next Neill'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sH7gKrBco7Y/TlcgNojAo6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZssTC5tOd1k/s72-c/Abandoned.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3019232288189574432</id><published>2011-08-24T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T08:36:21.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/longHouseEntranceVer01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 177px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/longHouseEntranceVer01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/BukBusSketches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 1269px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/BukBusSketches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buk Wus? Buk Was? Bookwas? Bukwas?  I'm ready to call the thing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wildman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Neill!  Sup chili-chonga dog?  Dude, did you know that's a real thing?  A Chili-Chonga Dog?  It is, and I ate one.  It was horribly good.  What is it, well; a chili dog (bun and all) wrapped in a tortilla, fried, and covered in queso sauce.  Don't roll you eyes at me!  It's true, I have 'effing proof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lPDPt2PUXc/TlUOwlCrZOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FD5E0oAT0ZQ/s1600/chilichonga.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lPDPt2PUXc/TlUOwlCrZOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FD5E0oAT0ZQ/s400/chilichonga.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644433935718638818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See?!?  SEE?!?  It's full of stars Neill, it's full of stars...or, maybe beans...and meat.  At any rate, I ate the whole damned thing.  ALL OF IT.  I also had a great beer to wash it down (Manny's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think I know why I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, here's some sketches from that flick I want to try and shoot.  I found lots of great locations over on the &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.maineriverguides.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Green.jpg"&gt;Olympic Peninsula &lt;/a&gt;where I grew up.  I'm planning on a small practical prop for the longhouse entrance, and thinking I might be able to pull it off in my back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjtoqsjIsRU/TlUTiLbL4_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/K2Kdaw0K0_Q/s1600/by.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjtoqsjIsRU/TlUTiLbL4_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/K2Kdaw0K0_Q/s400/by.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644439185882080242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It could work.  The only thing stopping me from going all out on this thing is time.  That and the sci-fi short I'm thinking about, that might actually be easier to shoot.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dankhole/"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;, dammit, it might be.  I didn't say it was.  Now lets not argue in front of Neill.  Dan's gonna' be my cinematographer.  He's goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Neill, that's about all I gotz. &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.fuelseattle.com/"&gt; Fuel &lt;/a&gt;has a special today that I'm debating to eat, and I need to focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell Copley, sorry for all the teasing.  I really was just trying to troll him out of hiding.  I'm guessing he's really stressed about preforming his love scene with Matt Damon.  I would be too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougwas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3019232288189574432?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3019232288189574432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/buk-wus-buk-was-bookwas-bukwas-im-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3019232288189574432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3019232288189574432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/buk-wus-buk-was-bookwas-bukwas-im-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lPDPt2PUXc/TlUOwlCrZOI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FD5E0oAT0ZQ/s72-c/chilichonga.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7558505388285121266</id><published>2011-08-19T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T13:35:12.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toot my horn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQdf6J2rvtI/Tk7Grivy54I/AAAAAAAAAPs/9DGZruC8W7w/s1600/Class3-on-CryENGINE-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQdf6J2rvtI/Tk7Grivy54I/AAAAAAAAAPs/9DGZruC8W7w/s400/Class3-on-CryENGINE-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642665834505758594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill, guess what.  We released a screenshot of the game I'm working on.  So...here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's a tiny movie showing our day and night cycle: &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://vimeo.com/27606626"&gt;BOOYAH!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe a certain someone I worked for recently a big thanks for teaching me not to be afraid of color, and to adopt his love of light beams.  Not to mention, how to have a back bone, and say what I want.  If he's reading this, and he'll know who he is, thanks man.  For everything.   And I'm not lazy.  Well...maybe a little lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks to my amazing art team, you're doing amazing shit, there's   only four of you, but you're making a world that rivals worlds made by  teams of  hundreds.  You are all truly incredible.  Especially with your  ability  to put up with my shit on a daily basis.  Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To  Jeff Stain, thanks for giving me this chance, I hope I'm doing you  proud.  And thanks for always having my back and supporting our  compelling game location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the rest of you Undeaders for all you do as well.  Even though I don't understand most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Neill, that's it for today.  Drink a beer, and have a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7558505388285121266?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7558505388285121266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/toot-my-horn.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7558505388285121266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7558505388285121266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/toot-my-horn.html' title='Toot my horn.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQdf6J2rvtI/Tk7Grivy54I/AAAAAAAAAPs/9DGZruC8W7w/s72-c/Class3-on-CryENGINE-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8935712316171960551</id><published>2011-08-18T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T07:34:44.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHWQq9b8_ts/TktfbPhi-tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6MuxoTPqEOU/s1600/235TotemFirst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHWQq9b8_ts/TktfbPhi-tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6MuxoTPqEOU/s400/235TotemFirst.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641707879840021202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill, how goes it homefry?  Seems like you've sequestered yourself away to work on the flick.  I'm guessing those shots of Damon from the other week were his attempted escape photo's.  He was trying to get away so that he could tear off his shock harness and go on a wild coke and whore bender with his new best buddy Copley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.  I hate that you had to hear it from me, but Matt and Copley are...bromancing.  Like hardcore bromance.  Sorry.  Trust me, he'll come back, Sharlto knows that you and him belong together.  He'll be back.  Just hang in there, and don't blame him; I mean, have you seen Matt Damon?  My God, those teeth are gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's another image from my short I'm hoping to make.  I'm planning on cardboard tubes with spray on foam as a base for the totems, and them hot wire carving them.  Off course painting and throwing on moss as well.  In all I'm hoping for four or five practical totems, and the rest will be in matte paintings.  Next up, the longhouse, which will be a practical door and faked exterior.  The interior will be the pain in the ass to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is good, have fun making the movie (that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'have fun making the movie' &lt;/span&gt;has to be read in Billy Crytal's voice from The Princess Bride)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8935712316171960551?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8935712316171960551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/totemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8935712316171960551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8935712316171960551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/totemy.html' title='Totemy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GHWQq9b8_ts/TktfbPhi-tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6MuxoTPqEOU/s72-c/235TotemFirst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2658183962365287480</id><published>2011-08-11T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:51:48.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Whammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/fairyPupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 560px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/fairyPupa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, you must be busy as shit right now.  I bet you get to check out this blog only like twice a day now.  I'm guessing keeping Copley and Damon apart must be rough.  I bet they're constantly getting into arguments about muscle cars and shit.  You should have another credit on the film, babysitter.  AmIright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbmWYuTXzRw/TkQvEHNfH9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6d-U0snm_lY/s1600/dBAOTDBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbmWYuTXzRw/TkQvEHNfH9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6d-U0snm_lY/s400/dBAOTDBox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639684381076299730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, this doesn't look so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, first of dude, let me talk about my current geek crush.  I'm so in love with Troy Nixey's and Guillermo del Toro's Don't Be Afraid of the Dark right now.  I mean, the original sort of fucked me up.  Seriously, it's a film that isn't really gory, isn't really scary in a traditional horror film sense; but something about it really haunted me.  So luckily GDT has decided to bring back the nightmares!  Thanks...so....much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43rFBVBFxbI/TkQvEVXIkMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TazbS_533Ks/s1600/dbaotdfull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43rFBVBFxbI/TkQvEVXIkMI/AAAAAAAAAO8/TazbS_533Ks/s400/dbaotdfull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639684384874860738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know, right?  But trust me, they're scary!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, now it's well thought out, and even has a back story about the creatures and where they came from.  I can't recommend this book enough.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Guillermo-Del-Toro-Blackwoods-Dangerous/dp/142313401X"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Be Afraid of the Dark: Blackwood's Guide to Dangerous Fairies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is awesome.  Beautiful illustrations by Nixey, a fun story and a background on some nasty fairy beasties.  I really love it and recommend it, even if you don't want to see the film, I think you should pick this book up.  It's why I sketched the above fairy pupa.  I want to draw it's several forms, the life cycle of a fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQZiroz6sVY/TkQxDnuu02I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qFRLUiUJeak/s1600/61xJQoSz95L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sQZiroz6sVY/TkQxDnuu02I/AAAAAAAAAPc/qFRLUiUJeak/s400/61xJQoSz95L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639686571649061730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's so fucking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Guillermo trusted a first time director with something he wrote.  You have to have some balls to do that. Those balls are also why I'm amazingly excited for &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.flicksandbits.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/pacific-rim-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pacific Rim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, can you imagine what somebody like GDT will do with a Kaiju film?  Holy fuck, it's going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ3JNOd7-0c/TkQwBMHd4qI/AAAAAAAAAPU/budv4kSmLrE/s1600/gd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ3JNOd7-0c/TkQwBMHd4qI/AAAAAAAAAPU/budv4kSmLrE/s400/gd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639685430365250210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"My dick is this big when it's limp. You should see the balls; enormous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to you, I see you found a way to keep Damon's rage issues in check.  I'm guessing that this contraption he's wearing shocks him and locks up when he starts to go berserk.  You're a smart man my friend, at some point you'll have to tell me how you got it on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n7gf6AcCRA/TkQvEfEK_9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/hKfFaKETFHs/s1600/elysium-movie-matt-damon-set-photo-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2n7gf6AcCRA/TkQvEfEK_9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/hKfFaKETFHs/s400/elysium-movie-matt-damon-set-photo-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639684387479683026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHOCK! SHOCK! SHOCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpVT6x6qxDE/TkQvEgWTrOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gpeS2mjKbTU/s1600/elysium-movie-matt-damon-set-photo-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kpVT6x6qxDE/TkQvEgWTrOI/AAAAAAAAAPM/gpeS2mjKbTU/s400/elysium-movie-matt-damon-set-photo-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639684387824184546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah ha, I also see you employ blow jobs to keep him relaxed.  You have thought of everything.  Good show, ol' chap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have a great time filming, I'm sure it'll be stressful, but I have no doubt the end result will be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2658183962365287480?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2658183962365287480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/double-whammy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2658183962365287480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2658183962365287480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/double-whammy.html' title='Double Whammy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbmWYuTXzRw/TkQvEHNfH9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/6d-U0snm_lY/s72-c/dBAOTDBox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2854756386022152324</id><published>2011-08-04T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T08:32:09.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Come Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/bukwasRedYellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 152px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/bukwasRedYellow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill!  Sup dood?  Look, real art that's fresh and new!  I'm making a few key frames for the short film I want to make.  This might be a bit yellow and too magical, but as a stand lone piece I kind of like it.  I'll probably mist it up and go darker and wetter with it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dude, I want to make sure you know; I was here first.  Of course, now that you have a kick ass viral flick for Elysium, and Matt Damon (don't hit me) running around bald and badass looking (ps, "Well maybe you're a shitty cameraman", Ha ha ha, you are my hero.  Don't hit me.), suddenly everyone wants to praise your genius.  Like Glen Schaefer over at The Province.  The whole story is &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.theprovince.com/entertainment/movie-guide/Elysium+hometown+project+Neill+Blomkamp/5181296/story.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  Well, Glen decided to grab a bunch of people who probably only held you back, but now are all "Oh, I love Neill, he's soooo smart!"  I mean look at these quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“We loved watching him work because he was so quick and so inventive, and of course he was fun,” says Marianne O’Reilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Neill is a stand-out unique talent. Elysium is coming from him, he wasn’t handed a script,” she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O’Reilly says no-one who knew Blomkamp was surprised at the success of his first feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s definitely kept me in the loop as to what’s happening with the new  project the whole way through,” says Clarke. “A lot of it was just:  ‘I’m still writing, I’m still writing.’ The guy is extremely focused.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hey kids, here's the bandwagon, feel free to jump on.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't care if they knew you first&lt;/span&gt;, did they start any websites devoted only to you?  Do they write you poetry about you?  Do they teach classes on 'how to paint Neill Blomkamp the Neill Blomkamp way'?  Do they have a lovely shrine for you that gets a weekly goat sacrificed to it for your continued success (should it be daily?)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NiGB_ylC8NU/Tjq6WedESkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DEFFCGf_ODY/s1600/neillShrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NiGB_ylC8NU/Tjq6WedESkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DEFFCGf_ODY/s400/neillShrine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637022778902465090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. No. No. No. No.  They didn't and Don't.  All they did was talk to their buddy Glen and 'poof' suddenly they're your best friends who always knew you'd succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't forget who did all that for you Neill.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....how are things otherwise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2854756386022152324?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2854756386022152324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/johnny-come-lately.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2854756386022152324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2854756386022152324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/08/johnny-come-lately.html' title='Johnny Come Lately'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NiGB_ylC8NU/Tjq6WedESkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DEFFCGf_ODY/s72-c/neillShrine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4881065099018469852</id><published>2011-07-20T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:24:35.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7kkl4gBoMQ/TidTnskT7yI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0v9L5_Bb_gc/s1600/mattD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7kkl4gBoMQ/TidTnskT7yI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0v9L5_Bb_gc/s400/mattD.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631561800493559586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...so, hey Neill.  How's it going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, hey, remember when I was making all those Matt Damon jokes and shit?  Yeah, could you make sure he knows they were jokes?  If he plans on kicking the shit out of me; I really value my drawing hands and eyes, so if he is going to beat the fuck out of me, could he maybe just do body shots?  Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I didn't even write those things about Damon.  I...I did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;approve&lt;/span&gt; them, but...uh...this fella' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Fries&lt;/span&gt; wrote them.  Great writer.  Doesn't need his eyes like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thanks bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4881065099018469852?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4881065099018469852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4881065099018469852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4881065099018469852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick update...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7kkl4gBoMQ/TidTnskT7yI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0v9L5_Bb_gc/s72-c/mattD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8320034482736315542</id><published>2011-07-18T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:07:23.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copley fans!  Be on the lookout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8ZDVCNoEM0/TiSswg3rNJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9pqQV9Ha7Wo/s1600/cop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8ZDVCNoEM0/TiSswg3rNJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9pqQV9Ha7Wo/s400/cop1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815383577113746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copley and his favorite disguise; it works!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duuuuuuude!  It's finally starting!  Fuck, yeah!!  Neill, congrats man.  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.theprovince.com/entertainment/movie-guide/Movie+writer+Glen+Schaefer+five+productions+shooting+around/5007934/story.html"&gt;I recently read here that you'll be shooting sometime near the end of July in Vancouver.&lt;/a&gt;  Dude, that's some exciting shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That of course means Sharlto is going to be around!  So lock up your children, we know that they are a giants favorite food!  Ha ha, Copley, I  kid, I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIIz33lYizs/TiSsW-Dx6WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wY3mThelnLo/s1600/cop4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIIz33lYizs/TiSsW-Dx6WI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wY3mThelnLo/s400/cop4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630814944735914338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artist depiction of Copley with his favorite snack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, if you are a big Copley fan and in Vancouver, keep an eye out for him, he's not easy to miss.  Also, he probably be sporting a shiner that Matt Damon gave him.  Just look for the taaaalllll guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gza169Qm9II/TiSsxEB8V5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/VNIOoRJ7q5o/s1600/cop3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gza169Qm9II/TiSsxEB8V5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/VNIOoRJ7q5o/s400/cop3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815393015420818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Newspaper image of Copley in a crowd, can't miss him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he loves to swim, so check for him at local pools as well.  Little known fact; Copley actually has gills like Kevin Costner in Waterworld.  It's true! That's how he won all those South African swimming medals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxDP-P1uqq8/TiSswvKUN_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/rfV49jJQLZM/s1600/cop2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxDP-P1uqq8/TiSswvKUN_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/rfV49jJQLZM/s400/cop2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630815387413395442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sharlto is sometimes used by the Navy to rescue trapped submariners!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait man, so excited for you.  Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8320034482736315542?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8320034482736315542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/copley-fans-be-on-lookout.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8320034482736315542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8320034482736315542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/copley-fans-be-on-lookout.html' title='Copley fans!  Be on the lookout!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8ZDVCNoEM0/TiSswg3rNJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/9pqQV9Ha7Wo/s72-c/cop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-556228431957469312</id><published>2011-07-07T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:50:02.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Goblins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/cellTowerGoblin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 283px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/cellTowerGoblin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!  Neill, did you see this?  It's a fucking cell goblin!  I always questioned if these guys existed, but now we have proof!  Some camera that still captures scan lines randomly captured an image of one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fuckers mess with a our cell reception.  Cause lots of dropped calls.  AT&amp;amp;T has a two thousand dollar bounty per goblin.  Make some decent cash, if you can catch them.  I always wondered if they existed, now we know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I sort of believed in them all along, why else would you not have called me.  I'm guessing it was one of these fucknuts.  Whooo.  That's a load off.  I was beginning to think you didn't want hot oil massages and mai tai's together.  I mean, at the very least I expected a call to grab a coffee at a Tim Horton's, or maybe hang at Applebee's.  Onion blossom at Outback Steakhouse?  We don't have to choose now, there's plenty of delicious restaurants to pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dude, I'm share they scared that sunuvabitch off, so I'm sitting by the phone.  Any minute now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy time, you want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-556228431957469312?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/556228431957469312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/cell-goblins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/556228431957469312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/556228431957469312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/07/cell-goblins.html' title='Cell Goblins!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4295762175136331833</id><published>2011-06-29T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:56:39.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/mcmillanvillesunset_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 254px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/mcmillanvillesunset_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Neill, some more Undead Labs art.  Holy shit dude, how have you been?  Whatchya up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dude, I have two movies that my balls are aching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, one is Elysium.  March, is that what I'm hearing?  Well that not so bad, just a few more months.  WHAT?!?  2013?!?  FUCK!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well...shit.  I guess the other flick I'm wating for is Guillermo del Toro's new movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of this shit Neill?  Pacific Rim, it's giant robots fighting giant monsters.  Fuck my eye, that sounds perfect!!!   I mean listen to this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic. I mean so far, knock on wood, it’s the greatest experience of  my life. I’m having a blast, designing like crazy. I’m now hiring  actors, which is always a good sign, always a great sign when you’re  casting. We’re announcing a release date… The other thing that we’re  heading towards is an impeding start date the first week in November, so  we have 20 weeks to start shooting the biggest giant monster movie ever  made.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dude, that's the director who had a demon holding a baby and a giant gun while fighting a 4 story plant monster, and Pacific Rim is the most fun he's ever had.  This this is going to fucking rock!  No release date yet though--OH! There is?  SWEET!  When is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12th!  That's like in a couple weeks...oh, probably 2012.  Duh, I'm so stupid.  Lets see....uh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2013.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2013?!?  What the fuck, you two?  Don't you know the world ends in 2012?  I mean...gawddamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to settle for Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xTWZhu3BugQ&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 251px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/tform.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually...that looks pretty fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...see you....in 20 fucking 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4295762175136331833?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4295762175136331833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/yo-neill-some-more-undead-labs-art.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4295762175136331833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4295762175136331833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/yo-neill-some-more-undead-labs-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5255798860103437722</id><published>2011-06-21T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:21:16.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voodoo Vince -The Marker Comps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shuanglong6688.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Mackerel-fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 244px;" src="http://www.shuanglong6688.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Mackerel-fish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy mackerel, Neill, dude; I'm so sorry.  I've been fairly busy, and have not been able to hit the ol' blog as much as I should.  How are you ever going to want me to come over for a kickass pool party, if you can't even trust me with updating a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're totally in production now too!  I know that you fill the lonely nights with this blog, reading and re-reading old post, wondering why have I forsaken you.  I have not, I love you dude, but I was away from my fam for a long time, and we're reconnecting.  Shit is good Neill.  Shit. Is. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here dude, lets take another stroll down memory fucking lane.  I think there needs to be a comma in there somewhere.  Fuck it.  I write this shit at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So way back I worked at a company called Beep Industries, and we made a game called &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voodoo_Vince"&gt;Voodoo Vince&lt;/a&gt;.  The game was fun, a cute little platformer about a voodoo doll.  there's four or five of you who have played it, and I think most of you enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, I was almost all markers; almost zero digital.  I had a rule, ten character concepts or five environment concepts a day.  I worked seven to seven, twelves hours everyday.  It was going to payoff though, I would be a millionaire when the game came out...oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shit, here's some of the art:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/motorcycle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 444px; height: 322px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/motorcycle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The game had fucking stunts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/rideMonster_screenConcept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 303px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/rideMonster_screenConcept.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The shadow of the Colosuss, was in the shadow of the fucking KOSMOBOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/statuelady_dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 404px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/statuelady_dw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always loved tits.  Big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/jazzman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 316px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/jazzman2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A dead Jazzman?  How the shit does he play a trumpet with no lips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/killadillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 256px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/killadillo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bite my shit, &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.joystiq.com/media/2007/09/infogrames.jpg"&gt;Infogrames&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/ghost-trolley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 322px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/ghost-trolley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ding! Ding!  Zombie Trolley!  Ding!  Ding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/flyingrat003_dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 384px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/flyingrat003_dw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/flyingrat001_dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 415px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/flyingrat001_dw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zombie rats that fly, only &lt;a href="http://ton-of-clay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Clayton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;could have thought those up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 326px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/fight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;American folklore in a game, what is this?  School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/flyingrat001_dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/clocktower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 359px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/clocktower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Church is wonky.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At least this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/bayou002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 397px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/bayou002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's the function of this building?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck you!  Stop asking so many questions!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, that was fun.  Maybe next time I'll show you some of the first digitla pieces I did, also on Voodoo Vince!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5255798860103437722?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5255798860103437722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/voodoo-vince-marker-comps.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5255798860103437722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5255798860103437722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/voodoo-vince-marker-comps.html' title='Voodoo Vince -The Marker Comps'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6816551046561179378</id><published>2011-06-10T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:52:51.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/sunsetUndead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 214px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/sunsetUndead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Undead Labs Game Art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Neill, dude, how goes it man?  So more Elysium news!  Diego Luna, huh?  Good actor, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saw him in Y Tu Mama Tambien, a movie I rented for the softcore porn, but actually got a great film.  Dude, this is shaping up to be a pretty great fucking cast, but you're missing someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000979/"&gt;Wilford Brimley.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously man, that guy is the fucking shit!  Whether he's selling me fucking oatmeal, or starring in one of the greatest sci-fi flicks ever made; that's right, &lt;a href="http://media-3.web.britannica.com/eb-media/93/77193-004-D31EB5ED.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Cocoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; he's always on.  He was also in that movie, &lt;a href="http://content7.flixster.com/photo/13/89/85/13898545_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the tv flick &lt;a href="http://movieposters.2038.net/p/Ewoks-the-Battle-For-Endor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ewoks: Battle for Endor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  So he's got the sci-fi thing down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it some thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course will lead into you directing the greatest sequel in history:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remo Williams: The Adventure Continues...finally&lt;/span&gt;  that I will write for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-images.hollywood.com/site/wilford_brimley_thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://cdn-images.hollywood.com/site/wilford_brimley_thing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think about it, mother fucker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6816551046561179378?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6816551046561179378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/candy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6816551046561179378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6816551046561179378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/candy.html' title='Candy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6672006773739860092</id><published>2011-06-03T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:01:22.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/dingleFairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 581px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/dingleFairy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dude, Neill, I know how this looks.  Like I suddenly don't care, but that shit ain't true.  I'm totally balls deep still into this blog.  I've just been super busy, away from home, and have taken a few weeks to sit with my wife on the couch and watch Mad Men.  Because Don Draper is so fucking ho...uh...handso.....mmmme...rad.  He's fucking, rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally do dig this still blog, in fact that above drawing was specifically drawn for this blog.  I spent like whole minutes on it, while on the shitter.  Ok, so I wasn't on the shitter.  At my age that would lead to hemorrhoids, and from what I hear, they suck.  Nothing that &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6M17aG_Po2Y"&gt;makes your ass bleed&lt;/a&gt; is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.cinemablend.com/new/Alice-Braga-Joins-Neill-Blomkamp-s-Super-Secret-Elysium-24953.html"&gt;Alice Braga&lt;/a&gt;?!?  Holy shit; she's one of the only ladies that I think actually made my jaw drop when I saw her in City of God.  I've heard that when filming her you have to put special filter on your camera lenses, because she's so hot the viewfinder only shows a bright light, like the briefcase from Pulp Fiction.  She's so gorgeous that she could stand perfectly still, wear a full on victorian ladies outfit , randomly clap her hands,  and sing that pinball song from Sesame Street over and over; and dudes would still not be able to wear sweatpants when they watch it.  Or at least stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, your producer is like Elliot dropping Reese's Pieces to my E.T.  I really do have the body shape of E.T.  It's sad.  Anyway,   these &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.slashfilm.com/producer-simon-kinberg-neil-blomkamps-elysium-movie/"&gt;little candy coated tidbits&lt;/a&gt; have my nuts wound in a ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can’t tell you about the content of Elysium but I can tell you, it  won’t really be… it’s a very different movie than anything you’ve ever  seen before. It’s not necessarily an alien movie. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not necessarily?  What the good Odin does that mean?  OH FUCK!  Please be a film about those &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTc3PsW5ghQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;yep yep aliens&lt;/a&gt; from Sesame Street.  Those guys rocked that show.  Wow, two Sesame Street references in one post, sort of odd isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point your Producer said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I literally will be murdered in my sleep if I tell you too much more.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this Neill, I can do this if you want me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "ch-ch-ch-ah-ah-ah"  Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6672006773739860092?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6672006773739860092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/crawling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6672006773739860092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6672006773739860092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/06/crawling.html' title='Crawling....'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6710235855087076960</id><published>2011-05-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:33:18.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/bakwas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 285px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/bakwas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill!  How goes it!  I'm back, so there should be some more frequent updates.  Where was I?  Oh, it was a labyrinth of adventure.  I even learned how to play a Pan flute. It was tough to come back up to the PNW, they even threw an army of gold at me; but ultimately, the timing just isn't right.  I needed to be home with my sweeet little gals.  But enough about that, how the heck have you been? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are quiet lately.  I've had to go to re-watching all your old internet vids; Tetra Vaal, Alive in Joburg, Halo, Anal Debutantes, Tempbot; all the classics.  You must be super busy with Elysium, I hope it's all going well.  I love movies, especially yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me to thinking, I want to make a movie too!  Just a short one.  Like ten; or fifteen minutes.  So here we go, I'll be turning my posts to you into a love letter/production journal.  First up, shitty photochop announcing that I'm making a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this will go anywhere, but I want to try it, just to see if I can do it.  Plus it gives me an excuse to head over to my old stomping grounds on the Olympic Peninsula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in Hollywoodland...or Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Spielberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6710235855087076960?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6710235855087076960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-too.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6710235855087076960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6710235855087076960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-too.html' title='Me Too!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8111167758706012178</id><published>2011-05-09T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:13:48.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LSD</title><content type='html'>Almost time Neill.  I shall be returning, with a new drive and new art.  I'm living a crazy dream right now, and it's eating up all my time; wait...no, it's not eating up any of my time; I'm devoting all my time to it.  Because I want to.  I'm in a labyrinth of joy.  My backbone is tingling.  I'm having the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the mean time, feast your multi-national director eyes on this slick and dark jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQk70gvdLoY/TcjB63pFRjI/AAAAAAAAANs/Yi10rfF74uU/s1600/il_570xN.226915152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQk70gvdLoY/TcjB63pFRjI/AAAAAAAAANs/Yi10rfF74uU/s400/il_570xN.226915152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604942953375417906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's  by this girl, &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.charlotteburkhart.com/#%21bio"&gt;Charlotte Burkhart&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6KgBDHhAQ/TcjB7LG9PtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O06JXpynwUY/s1600/il_570xN.234429740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sy6KgBDHhAQ/TcjB7LG9PtI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O06JXpynwUY/s400/il_570xN.234429740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604942958600994514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtqLQxCy0dE/TcjB6wYDVbI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fp3ZQudEUjo/s1600/il_570xN.226910587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rtqLQxCy0dE/TcjB6wYDVbI/AAAAAAAAANk/Fp3ZQudEUjo/s400/il_570xN.226910587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604942951424939442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jVdbxOVGhY/TcjB63gdUjI/AAAAAAAAANc/KW_ocyzyeQE/s1600/il_570xN.199289133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4jVdbxOVGhY/TcjB63gdUjI/AAAAAAAAANc/KW_ocyzyeQE/s400/il_570xN.199289133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604942953339245106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this work Neill, just look at it.  It's so goshdarned &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, I'm a man, and I say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;.  Make fun of me for it and I'll knock your teeth out; which is a good thing, because you can have Charlotte turn them into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; jewelry for you.  Of course, I'm not serious about knocking your teeth out Neill...unless you're into that, but I might have to seriously reconsider this freaky blog stalking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just stop by the hammer store on the way up to BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Charlotte;  check out her site here:  &lt;a href="http://www.charlotteburkhart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;http://www.charlotteburkhart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and buy her wares here:  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/charlotteburkhart#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/charlotteburkhart#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Neill, let me know what else I need for this teeth thing.  See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8111167758706012178?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8111167758706012178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/05/lsd.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8111167758706012178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8111167758706012178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/05/lsd.html' title='LSD'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bQk70gvdLoY/TcjB63pFRjI/AAAAAAAAANs/Yi10rfF74uU/s72-c/il_570xN.226915152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2791675322689358677</id><published>2011-04-12T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:11:35.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/zombie_truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 210px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/zombie_truck.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I livez.  Hey Neill, how goes it dude?  I know, it's been awhile; but cool things have been happening.  Like some really cool things.  Some really cool secret things.  Seeeeeeecret things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic from my undead job at &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead Labs&lt;/a&gt;.  Check out the blog, it rocks and has been hopping lately.  I wish I could say more about the game, but it's fucking fun.  Like, really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so, your buddy Lurch has been MIA for awhile.  Is he ok?  I miss his emails typed from his giant man hands that can cradle beluga whales and bring massive joy to massive lady parts.  Anyway, I hope I didn't offend him.  Probably on some bender; hiding hooker bodies in some remote field somewhere.  I'm guessing he'll come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hope all is good dude, keep kicking ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2791675322689358677?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2791675322689358677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/04/boo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2791675322689358677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2791675322689358677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/04/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5358301099556849391</id><published>2011-03-02T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T12:37:17.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECCC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/ecccPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 538px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/ecccPoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey kids, I'll be at ECCC this Friday selling ten dollar posters and some promotional magnets.  This being my virgin year, there's not a lot, so get them before they're gone!  I'll be at table H-13 with my good buddy Trevor Howell, who graciously donated table space to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll only be there on Friday though, after which my son Douglas 'Chuckleberry' Jackman The III , will take over and help sell my wares.  He's a regular chip of the ol' block.  Very easy on the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the Con;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLATMNB blog subscribers only!!!  Sharlto Copley will be there in spirit (astral projecting from his bunker in South Africa) and handing out invisible neck rubs to the first fifty customers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5358301099556849391?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5358301099556849391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/03/eccc.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5358301099556849391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5358301099556849391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/03/eccc.html' title='ECCC'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2588886814340657421</id><published>2011-03-01T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T14:25:05.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elysium Poster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 555px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/elysiumPoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, time to make people smile again.  I've been a little to 'boo-hoo' lately.  My goal in life is actually to make other people happier. To laugh a little. That or frustrate them.  What could make them happier than a quick poster comp to your new film, designed by me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I'm basing this all on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65j10Ain7qU"&gt;AGM Heatland&lt;/a&gt;:  So, mutant piggy thing and a factory.  Both are in the poster.  The pigs are our main characters.  Our protagonists.  A smooth talking and cynical Matt Damon pig, and a simple, dumb,  Sharlto pig.  Sort of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/span&gt; thing.  They escaped the factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elysium"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Elysium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Elysian Fields, or the Elysian Plains, were the final resting places of the souls of the heroic and the virtuous.&lt;/span&gt;  Our piggies are therefore heroic, and go some place like heaven.  IN SPACE!  Why space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.waveish.com/iwave/images/10/o-neill-blomkamp-s-elysium-will-be-designed-by-syd-mead-shoots-in-july-for-holiday-2012-release.jpg"&gt;You&lt;/a&gt;:  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While story details on the film are slim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blomkamp &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;described it last year as “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally original, it’s my own story…&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s set on another planet, but it’s cool.&lt;/span&gt; It’s violent, very violent.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait..."but it's cool"?  Of course it is!  It could be "set on a dog's anus" and if you directed; it would still be cool.  Wait...Asstronaughts?  Uranus?  Holy shit, I should be writing this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why are Copley and Damon pig creatures?  It will be easier to hide Damon's short stature compared to Copley's freakishly (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like, circus freakish&lt;/span&gt;) height.  My guess is that they are on the run from an interstellar butcher, played by Jodie Foster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am I close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not the long dicked one; the detective one)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2588886814340657421?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2588886814340657421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/03/elysium-poster.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2588886814340657421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2588886814340657421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/03/elysium-poster.html' title='Elysium Poster'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1155846964628910814</id><published>2011-02-25T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:05:24.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls on head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienBallsHead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 528px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienBallsHead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, wouldn't it suck to have your balls on your head?  Just imagine.  Hitting your head on the door; crumple to ground.  Basketball lands on your head; crumple to ground.  Thinking; crumple to ground.  Rubbing your stomach and patting your head; crump...actually, that wouldn't be so bad.  Wind would probably rock, unless it was cold; then your brain would get smooshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep thoughts inspired by this alien sketch, that looks like he's got a tight scrotum for a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "feelin' the breeze" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1155846964628910814?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1155846964628910814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/balls-on-head.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1155846964628910814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1155846964628910814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/balls-on-head.html' title='Balls on head'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1223469803143072876</id><published>2011-02-24T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T23:29:24.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy Fartsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/wanderingTheDeadlands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 272px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/wanderingTheDeadlands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dude, how goes it Neill?  Hopefully good. You know what's funny?  I used to be anti-digital art.  I guess not anti, but I definitely thought it could never compete with traditional.  I always thought it would be stiff and DOA.  Of course this is way back in the late 90's.  I think you were like 5 then or something.  Anywho, so all my concepts were either pen, pencil, or marker.  Like all of them.  Then one day it all changed.  One man made me grab my Wacom tablet and cry to the sky "ME TOO!"  Who was this amazing man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig Mullins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good gravy the man is good.  Since then I've seen tons of artist who wrangle more life out of their digital pieces than any of those old dead masters.  Ok, so that was sort of dickish, but they are on par with those old dead guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that leads to the above piece.  I love testing and making new brushes.  I love when flipping and twisting said brushes take the shape of a skull.  I love turning what was basically a digital rag into a finished piece, or semi-finished piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was heavily influenced by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nausicaa&lt;/span&gt; as a child.  It was called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warriors of the Wind&lt;/span&gt; over here.  I still love quiet scenes of characters walking around giant dead things.  My fav scene from Star Wars as a kid was C-3PO walking past that huge skeleton in the desert.   Ok, that's a lie; it's totally the last battle, or the cantina.  Hammerhead is the shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know if Lucas had gone for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dinner with Andre&lt;/span&gt; film, and had Admiral Ackbar and Hammerhead talking to each other at a table while doing shots; I would have been happier with the prequels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dude, hope shit with you is good, I honestly mean that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!  One more thing; there's a reason why Han should shoot first.  He's a scoundrel.  He's in it for the money, and that's it.  So when he shows up at the fucking Death Star and saves Luke's shit, it's Gawddamned great.  You cheer!  Why? Because his character shows growth.  It's on the same level of Luke's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hero's journey&lt;/span&gt;, and it is all born out of the scene where he shoots FUCKING FIRST; THUS MAKING HIS APPEARANCE AT THE DEATH STAR MEANINGFUL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pant.....pant....pant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.  Food for thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1223469803143072876?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1223469803143072876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/artsy-fartsy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1223469803143072876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1223469803143072876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/artsy-fartsy.html' title='Artsy Fartsy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6639993237752310236</id><published>2011-02-21T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:59:35.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story telling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/caralarmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 255px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/caralarmed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, so dude, this is a changing point in my life.  Time to start creating my own shit rather than constantly follow.  I have a few things I've been meaning to start for years.  By &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'a few'&lt;/span&gt; I mean at least thirty.  Some small, some bigger; but it's time.  Time to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love telling stories.  I fucking love it.  I have all these movies in my head.  I put on music (usually soundtracks) and plot out entire films.  I see the whole movie from beginning to end.  The above image is work related, but made the same way.  I was listening to James Horner's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aliens &lt;/span&gt;soundtrack (one of the best soundtracks ever) and pictured a scene with these two guys trying to see if they can start that old car.  Unfortunately it trigger's the alarm which attracts zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly every image I make is based on some scene in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, totally feel free to throw work my way.  I'd love to do it.  I'm attracted to talent and creativity, and you have that in fucking spades.  SPADES!  I'm just saying it's time to take this shit by the reigns.  Make my mark.  Because you never know when your time is up.  Sometimes those lessons are taught to you in really shitty ways, and sometimes in really sad ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Copley, we're still good, right?  Kevin James was an awful idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6639993237752310236?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6639993237752310236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/story-telling.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6639993237752310236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6639993237752310236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/story-telling.html' title='Story telling'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2425120450871230853</id><published>2011-02-18T00:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T00:18:26.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missionary position</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/gumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 864px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/gumpy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real deal Neill; what's up man.  Hope all is well.  I had a pretty fan-fucking-tastic week, so things are good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was a quick wind down image, hence the black robe.  I used to have an idea I liked for a comic project that centered around a group of alien missionaries on some human colonized planet.  It was sort of the wild west meets Blade Runner meets The Mission.  In the end the missionaries are not only there to help bring humans to the lord, but they also are trying to stave off an attack, by the aliens bosses.  It's a little complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's not complicated, I just don't feel like typing it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the idea of us teaching aliens about some religion (I wasn't sure which to go with) and then hundreds of years later, they have adopted it, and are trying to teach us what we had originally taught them.  I don't know, something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess throw it on the fucking pile of Doug idea's that never go anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I have a cool idea for that other thing I'm kind of working out in my head.  A book with like thirteen or twenty illustrations, and little blurbs in the page corners about the music that inspired the scene.  Self publish.  What do you think?  What about the rest of you lurkers?  Feel free to post.  I know you're watching....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;.  Don't worry Neill, they're good kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way man, hope shit is good.  Drink a beer for me, and have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2425120450871230853?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2425120450871230853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/missionary-position.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2425120450871230853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2425120450871230853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/missionary-position.html' title='Missionary position'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3207840345723713167</id><published>2011-02-15T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:55:41.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two in one day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/squiddlyDiddly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 309px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/squiddlyDiddly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holy hand grenades Neill!  two posts in one day?  What the eff!  That's right, nearly a free man.  More art, coming down the pike.  Is that right?  Pike?  Why a fish?  huh.  Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is on top of an ooooooooold sketch I found in a hidden folder the other night.  I quickly painted it up, like maybe twenty minutes.  So, way back in like 2005 I saw this short called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alive in Joburg&lt;/span&gt;.  It was by this guy who made another flick called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tetra Vall&lt;/span&gt;.  Any way, I was so impressed I wanted to draw my version of those sunglasses wearing squid face alien freeloaders.  I think I even sent one off to the company that had it in their show-reel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blast from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one dude.  Hey, ask Copley if we're still cool.  Tell him the Kevin James thing was a joke or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laterz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Williams 2005 version&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3207840345723713167?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3207840345723713167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/two-in-one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3207840345723713167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3207840345723713167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/two-in-one-day.html' title='Two in one day'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-9143844242749204087</id><published>2011-02-15T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T07:20:39.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piggy Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/pappyIdeas002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 296px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/pappyIdeas002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick sketch of possible pig-like heads.  Just dicking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Neill, I think I offended your boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharlto and I were trucking along on the movie, and then I accidentally mentioned maybe having Kevin James in there for comic relief.  Not the funny version of Kevin James, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mall Cop &lt;/span&gt;version.  Then, poof.  He disappears.  I suppose we played out the flick.  It already has everything....literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he realized the massive under taking the film was going to be, and got cold feet.  I don't blame him, the scale of this feature; wow.  I think we would have paid for it up front, tons of product placement, but still; it would have been daunting to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I should not have mentioned Kevin James.  You know how Sharlto is, he's got a bit of a temper, and hates to share the marquee.  It was foolish of me.  Kicking myself in the arse.  And so, just like that, Sharlto Copley disappeared like the man sized pixie he is.  Back to Neverland...or South Africa, or wherever he comes from.  Land of the giants?  For me; our time together is a memory, one I will treasure forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglo Williamsopley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-9143844242749204087?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9143844242749204087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/piggy-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9143844242749204087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9143844242749204087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/piggy-ideas.html' title='Piggy Ideas'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7378500399645137168</id><published>2011-02-10T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:03:33.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The darkening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/slumFactoryVista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 162px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/slumFactoryVista.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neillios, bud; how goes it, meng?  So, continuing on with my idea.  That's the factory there.  Working shit out in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big issue right now is monitor crap.  It's dark on my Cintique, and super light on my laptop.  So I darkened it on my lappy, but now is it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;?   Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway man, dude, I totally get why you hang with Copely.  He's brilliant!  Man, the movie that he and I are coming up with is amazing.  No offense, but it's going to make any other movie look like a handy cam student project.  Theaters will literally explode from the awesomeness.  Movie projector 'click'--BOOOOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't give anything away, but let's just say that there's a special cameo by a certain woodland creature with sharp claws.  But he's a man.  Wait; I fucked that up.  Anyway, it's going to be great.  Snikt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I asked who should direct, and I'm waiting to hear back from him, but maybe you'd be game?  I mean if he passes on it?  I imagine he'll be doing to much coke and strippers to want to bother with directing.  I don't know though, maybe he can swing by the big and tall shop and put on some grown up clothes.  He'd be good at it.  Just lacks confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I hope he'll let me show the quick &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/moviePoster.jpg"&gt;poster&lt;/a&gt; mock up soon.  You're going to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDougle Williamson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7378500399645137168?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7378500399645137168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/darkening.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7378500399645137168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7378500399645137168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/darkening.html' title='The darkening'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8707172310727944804</id><published>2011-02-09T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T07:37:35.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Pappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/unclePappy001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 536px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/unclePappy001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quick idea, not final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude.  I'm starting to digg this dumb little idea I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill this shit is snowballing, and to the point that I'm not sure I want to share it with the masses just yet.  Not because i don't like the masses, but I figure I might want to release it in book form, or comic, film?  Shit I don't know.  What I do know is that it's solidyfing in me brain nicely.  The whole story structure is mostly worked out.  It's a little rough, but shit, fairly complete.  Usually I have scenes in my head, but the story falls apart when I try to connect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm in my final stages of my big super secret freelance gig.  I'm super excited by it.  Once that's done, I have a few other quick things to work on, and then I'm going to tackle this project.  I'll post images and ideas for it, but just won't hand out the whole story yet.  We'll see where it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say; the main character has six nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does Matt Damon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Copley;  this doesn't negate the flick we're putting together.  It's just different.  A completely new story.  Fewer vampires and Bieber, but just as much awesomeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8707172310727944804?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8707172310727944804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/uncle-pappy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8707172310727944804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8707172310727944804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/uncle-pappy.html' title='Uncle Pappy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3332192414059766351</id><published>2011-02-03T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T14:08:48.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 3 Announced</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/outpostIdea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 205px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/outpostIdea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So...A bit of a plug.  It's cool though, because I'm pretty proud of what I'm working on.  Here's some linkage: &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.1up.com/news/ultimate-zombie-mmo-xbox"&gt;1up&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://xboxlive.ign.com/articles/114/1147634p1.html"&gt;IGN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.joystiq.com/2011/02/03/undead-labs-class3-to-serve-as-precursor-for-mmo-focused-class/"&gt;Joystiq 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.joystiq.com/2011/02/03/undead-labs-class3/"&gt;Joystiq 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.eurogamer.net/articles/2011-02-03-zombie-epic-class3-announced-for-xbla"&gt;Eurogamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://massively.joystiq.com/2011/02/03/undead-labs-reveals-first-release-title-and-its-not-the-zombie/"&gt;Massively&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.destructoid.com/open-world-zombie-survival-game-coming-to-xbla-193192.phtml"&gt;Destructoid&lt;/a&gt; and of course, multiple articles on our homepage; &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead labs&lt;/a&gt;.  You can find the story other places too, but those are some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's my plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3332192414059766351?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3332192414059766351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/class-3-announced.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3332192414059766351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3332192414059766351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/class-3-announced.html' title='Class 3 Announced'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8010329797308699594</id><published>2011-02-03T07:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:41:12.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chappievolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/chappieIdea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 596px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/chappieIdea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup Neill-dog?  Hope things are going well on the flick, it sure sounds like they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of new shit on here.  between the new gig and my super secret freelance, there isn't much time.  Soon though, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was uploading that freelance work onto my site last night (for back up reasons) and had some down time to make some quick art.  Now, I get up at five in the morning, so starting a piece at midnight means that I have a half an hour at most to finish a pic.  So I started this quick image as sort of a joke piece.  Originally it was going to be this mutant guy with a Charlie Chaplin mustache (sort of like the creature in your Wired video), but I kept fucking up the face, so I covered it in that weird mask thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this story started forming in my head.  I was listening to Jack Parow's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ek Wens Jy Was Myne&lt;/span&gt; and envisioning these scenes in my head.  It opened with this video/ad/commercial of people having fun, hooked up to some machine by green wires attached to their heads.  Lots of white, like a happy Wii commercial that ran into a United Colors of Bennington ad.  Then when the song changes it cuts to the previously mentioned rich mutant fucker riding in his six wheeled limo.  There's his driver paying bribes at checkpoints and poverty surrounding him.  In the background massive ships are rising and lowering at some distant shipyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camera follows the mutant guy as he walks into this massive factory.  Inside are men, women and children working frantically building the happy head hookup machine from the earlier mentioned ad.  So you can piece together that this guy runs the factory that is contracted out to build the machine that was in the ad.  Basically like how those factories in China build Wii's, computers and Apple products at low costs and shitty working conditions, but sci-fi'd out to make them even shittier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there. I wasn't sure where the story would go.  One idea had 'Chappie' the mutant boss trying to perpetuate a war, so he could continue getting cheap materials to make the green wired happy fun machine at a low cost.  Got to keep cost low; right?  Sort of pulling from the current situation in the Congo.  Of course, Chappie isn't all bad.  You'd see him rise from test tube and meat slaughter house (he was bread to be the meat for a McRib like sandwich), striving to be more than he was meant for, and rising to the top.  Becoming a factory owner and shrewd business man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, his quest for lower profits and quick cash basically turns him into the meat processing plant owner he escaped years before.  Uncaring, cold and calculated, justifying his actions with a 'That's business' message.  Meanwhile, nobody else cares what happens at the factories, as long as they can jack in and live in a false fantasy land.  Somewhere there would probably be a kid, one of the factory workers, who would end up being the center piece of the story or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I don't know.  I looked at the clock and it was twelve twenty three and my files had uploaded.  So off to bed I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my little girl woke up and was hungry (she had a fever earlier in the evening and had fallen asleep/missed dinner), so we went out into the kitchen and ate yogurt until one thirty.  To be honest, we had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got up at five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougelton Williamson the III&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8010329797308699594?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8010329797308699594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/chappievolution.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8010329797308699594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8010329797308699594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/02/chappievolution.html' title='Chappievolution'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-309275090902574807</id><published>2011-01-31T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:25:29.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horn Tootin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/AlienPuppet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 419px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/AlienPuppet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, I am a fucking genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Hey Copley, where did you fucking go?  Sorry; where did you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fooking&lt;/span&gt; go?  You can get in on this shit too.  I accept checks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-309275090902574807?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/309275090902574807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/horn-tootin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/309275090902574807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/309275090902574807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/horn-tootin.html' title='Horn Tootin&apos;'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7132075022774993080</id><published>2011-01-21T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:34:42.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've got Space Fleas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceFleas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 280px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceFleas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh oh dude!  You've got the Space Fleaz!!!  Space fleas can give someone the space crazies, and you my friend are space crazy.  I mean dude, slow the fuck down!  First you're announcing your actors, the the fact that you got a personal hero of mine, SYD 'effing MEAD to work on your shit; and now...&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.ambienceofmedia.com/2011/01/20/neill-blomkamp-finds-distribution-for-elysium-and-a-production-deal-for-his-third-movie/"&gt;a new fucking movie&lt;/a&gt;?  Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here dude, let me tell you a story.  So way back when, before kids, I owned a Sega Saturn.  I had been a Sega fanboy since my Master System (During those early years I also ended up getting the SNES and NES and, of course, a Genesis (Megadrive).  But back then, I had very limited funds, so games were few and far between.).  So here I am with my Saturn, when my Parents surprise me witha graduation present (Art School); an N64!  Now, I was just about to start a new job, but had a week between school and my new job to do nothing.  I filled with with conquering Golden Eye.  Wait, this story is going to take way to long to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I ended up with shit tons of systems and games and could never give my full attention to any of them.  Except Ocarina of Time.  Oh, and the original Half Life.  Good god that was a great game.  Anyway, pull it together and focus.  Focus on one thing.  Try to block out Copley's insane tallness and the special riggings you'll need to make him look the same size as your other actors (especially the 4 foot 3 Matt Damon) and focus.  Relax, focus on one thing.  One thing....one thing...one thing.  That thing, your current project, and it is...working with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right dude!  I was going to post a tombstone with the words 'Doug Hopes and Dreams" carved on it when I heard you'd secured Syd Mead, but really what is so great about Syd Mead?  Blade Runner?  Please, I've seen tons of movies that look like Blade Runner, they just came out afterwards.  Tron?  Dude, that shit just came out, old Flynn/Young Flynn?  Whatevahz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...I can't do it.  I can't pretend to not like Syd.  I mean, I spent hundreds of dollars for a book of his.  I stood in line at an E3 for nearly two hours hoping to shake his hand; only to end up getting out of line to catch a flight home.  It's one of my few regrets.  I briefly worked with a guy who knew him and said he is the nicest guy around.  He's one of the few people I still hope to one day meet.  I hear Syd Mead glows a slight golden color, and rooms feel warm when he's around.  Syd Mead.  Good fucking work dude, I mean that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.ambienceofmedia.com/2011/01/20/neill-blomkamp-finds-distribution-for-elysium-and-a-production-deal-for-his-third-movie/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chappie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, huh?  I'm guessing it's a retelling of the Charlie Chaplin story, but....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IN SPACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one dude, you're on fire lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougoblagon Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7132075022774993080?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7132075022774993080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/youve-got-space-fleas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7132075022774993080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7132075022774993080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/youve-got-space-fleas.html' title='You&apos;ve got Space Fleas!!!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7900187129834761227</id><published>2011-01-18T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:12:30.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I be da' published!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/headShot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 837px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/headShot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dude, how goes it man?  I got to be honest, this is a self plug post. The above image is a work image, there's more art &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but it ties into what I'm going to talk about. What could this be?  Zombies. I know, I know; a stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was recently publish in a comic anthology called &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.zombieterrors.com/"&gt;Zombie Terrors&lt;/a&gt;. I have a bunch of pics and a three page story I wrote called "Hate".  It was a few nights, and really fun to do.  Is it good?  Can I write at all?  Well, let's see what the fucking reviewers say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.fangoria.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=2936:qzombie-terrorsq-graphic-novel-review&amp;amp;catid=54:comics-reviews&amp;amp;Itemid=185"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.fangoria.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=2936:qzombie-terrorsq-graphic-novel-review&amp;amp;catid=54:comics-reviews&amp;amp;Itemid=185"&gt;Fangoria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Hate” is drawn or painted in a way that I really love. It looks like it  was done with oil paints and the story is a romanticized version of how  much humans and zombies hate each other. By the end of the story you  almost find yourself admiring how honest a zombie really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.zombiezonenews.com/archives/zombie-terrors-a-graphic-novel/"&gt;Zombie One News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Hate” is a clever little 11-panel inner monologue written and  beautifully painted by Doug Williams, whose quick twist ending will put a  smirk on any reader’s face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;" href="http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/"&gt;Zombie Bunghole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow!  Finally a new Hemingway.  Doug Williams is a genius.  A complex shockingly abrasive look at our inner souls all wrapped up in three simple pages!  This guy should be in films!  If I had my way, he'd work with Neill Blomkamp (The best filmamker ever) on everything Neill makes.  The two combined would make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tango and Cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; look like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Poop and Shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Neill should fire that super tall circus freak Shartlo Copley (He has gigantism we hear) and punch Matt Damon in his pretty blue eyed face.  Doug and Neill forever!  Together they'd rule all entertainment, and sasquachop the shit out of Hollywood!  'Hate' gets 10 out of 5 stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see dude, people are diggin' what I made.  Special thanks to Frank Forte for giving me the opportunity (and haveing a kickass name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Neill, pick up a copy and I'll sign it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one dude,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "Gatsby" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7900187129834761227?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7900187129834761227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-be-da-published.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7900187129834761227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7900187129834761227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-be-da-published.html' title='I be da&apos; published!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4742476649290204392</id><published>2011-01-13T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T14:03:52.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TS9y4xSsOcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EU-Pt9avq5k/s1600/byeBye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TS9y4xSsOcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EU-Pt9avq5k/s400/byeBye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561790384455825858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Neill...it had to happen.  I know I did the right thing, even though I hated doing it.  I mean...there was just no choice.  After Christmas, the wife's birthday, and everything else, there was just no way to afford it.  Some choices are tough, and take hours to decide.  Some choices remind you how old you are, and how you're just getting older.  Some choices suck in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I canceled my D-9 Exosuit order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, it's so fucking cool!  So cool!  Look at it &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.wetanz.com/assets/videos/ExosuitTurnaround/ExosuitTurnaround.mov"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;  I mean, that shit is tight!  Oh well, such is life.  I guess I'll just have to make my own out of yogurt cups and cardboard.  Maybe a fork too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in other, more upbeat, news; this site is really cool!  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://artblocksghana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Art Blocks for Ghana&lt;/a&gt;.  Lots of great artists on here, all for the benefit of mankind.  That's cool and happy, right?  Very grown up of people; taking time to do art for the sake of helping others.  Oh and what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/eggGhana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 316px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/eggGhana.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why, I did that.   It looks a little better in person, because the paint is iridescent.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OooOOooooh...shiny&lt;/span&gt;.  Go to the site; other people took it more seriously, and turned out some amazing work.  Fun to be included in this, it will help in the trial at the end of my life....a little.  Thanks &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://www.pointpusher.com/"&gt;Danny&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, I guess growing up isn't so bad.  Although...I did mine in an evening, and really should have spent more time on it....so I guess I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I wanted that Exosuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'Tears of a Clown' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4742476649290204392?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4742476649290204392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4742476649290204392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4742476649290204392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TS9y4xSsOcI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EU-Pt9avq5k/s72-c/byeBye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5182761675038250424</id><published>2011-01-06T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:54:43.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/Dam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 215px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/Dam1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This has nothing to do with this post.  I just needed art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matt Dam-on.  No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Neill dog, how goes the wheelin' and dealin'?  You secure Damon yet?  Is it going to happen?  Let me just say this; I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa.  Don't get angry.  I love Matt Damon, great actor.  There's just one problem, he's too good looking.   I mean seriously.  Who would ever buy that the guy would ever have any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who would be good in his roles?  ME!  I mean I'm fugly, spies would actually be surprised if I was a secret agent.  How about them apples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Damon as Jason Bourne.  Here comes the awesome pen fight.  We all love it, but it's totally not realistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matt Damon: "I'm going to fight you with this pen." &lt;br /&gt;Bad Guy:  "Oh....ok.  I was just going to ask for your autograph....but I guess we could fight."&lt;br /&gt;Matt Damon:  "Oh...well, I'm not really a fighter....I'm just trying to figure out who I am..."&lt;br /&gt;Bad Guy:  "Dude, you're Jason Bourne!  I've had my eyes on you for a long time."&lt;br /&gt;Matt Damon;  "Oh, It's all coming back to me.  Dude let's just hold hands and talk about theoretical physics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;END SCENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, totally not real.  Another example?  No problem!  How about True Grit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;MattDamon:  "I'm a Texas Ranger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jeff Bridges:  "Hold my hand, I want to talk theoretical physics."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;END FILM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, he would have ruined that movie in real life!  Why are you not getting this?  Ugh...another scene?  Ponyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Matt Damon: (Flickering light in Morse Code)  "Tell your Mom I love her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid:  (Flickering light in Morse Code)  "She's swimming out to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Matt Damon: (Flickering light in Morse Code) "WHAT?  SHE COULD DIE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kid: (Flickering light in Morse Code) "She can tell how beautiful you are from your voice, even though your 2d form doesn't represent what you really look like.  She wants to discuss theoretical physics with you....between her legs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!  He evens ruins cartoons.  No seriously, did you see Titan A.E.?  I know, I know; not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...picking on Matt Damon isn't as fun as Sharlto Copley.  I guess I was excited to have this back and forth thing with Copley...but he disappeared.  Now I'm sad.  I miss him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5182761675038250424?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5182761675038250424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/dammit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5182761675038250424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5182761675038250424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/dammit.html' title='Dammit!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4665143685670969983</id><published>2011-01-04T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:32:48.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messing around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/expBrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 725px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/expBrush.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup' G-Neill?  Hopefully shit is going well for you man.  Fucking around with some new brushes.  Still like this one though, even though it's a quick sketch.  Love me some Moebius, and all his pointy hats.  The idea behind this fella' is he has all this social media projectors and relays.  So he can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;express&lt;/span&gt; communication even faster than our old school way of talking.  All symbols and abbreviatios compiled with actual old school chatty mouth moving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I'm at work, so I'll write more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the movie is coming along and you secured Damon.  He said some super nice shit about you on MTV's film blog thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug OMG Willaims&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4665143685670969983?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4665143685670969983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/messing-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4665143685670969983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4665143685670969983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/messing-around.html' title='Messing around...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-88784504353407760</id><published>2011-01-03T13:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:46:33.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the gun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/underGun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 548px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/underGun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill, dude, sorry for the lack of updates.  I promise more soon.  Sort of under the gun at the moment.  Biting off more than I can chew seems to be a common theme with me lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great holiday and happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglebutt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Matt Damon was great in True Grit.  It's too bad he and Copley have a blood feud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-88784504353407760?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/88784504353407760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/under-gun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/88784504353407760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/88784504353407760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2011/01/under-gun.html' title='Under the gun...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1546543775567656292</id><published>2010-12-16T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:45:43.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/farmHouseInterior-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 194px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/farmHouseInterior-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/farmHouseKitchen-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 194px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/farmHouseKitchen-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, did you see that my last post got one comment.  One comment?  It's Greg Broadmore!!!  I expected a deluge or 'wow's' and 'holy shits'.  Maybe it's because I attacked Shartlo, which was unkind.  I mean, I don't need to be that kind of blog.  I can be a positive blog with lots of swearing.  I don't need to attack people to make others giggle.  I definitely don't want to be a wedge between you and Copley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQqE8UAP0TI/AAAAAAAAAM4/arcyXCCGjFA/s1600/shartlo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQqE8UAP0TI/AAAAAAAAAM4/arcyXCCGjFA/s400/shartlo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551395662384320818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQqFLLcB-AI/AAAAAAAAANA/X4cW892-gAA/s1600/shartlo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQqFLLcB-AI/AAAAAAAAANA/X4cW892-gAA/s400/shartlo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551395917782972418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should never have claimed that Shartlo has gigantism.  That's a serious disease and untrue.  I think.  I honestly don't know.  I mean &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;he could have it&lt;/span&gt;, but I doubt it.  What I do know is that he's a phenomenal actor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people say that he's a fresh face, but I think it goes beyond that.  He's just fucking good at acting.  He seems genuinely likable, and it comes off as genuine.  Wikus made you laugh and cringe, but you always sort of rooted for the guy.  Even when he was a speciest douche.  You knew there was a bit more to the character.  Copley is talented.  You can just fucking tell.  It goes beyond acting.  I bet he's got ideas and stories of his own to put on film.  He might even be the next Neill Blomkamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that.  I honestly feel like Shartlo was fucked at the oscars.  Yeah, I lower cased the fuckers.  He really had an amazing breakout performance, and because he was outside the game, he got the shaft.  I honestly and truly believe that.  I definitely look forward to what he does next.  He's handsome as well.  Not Neill handsome, but handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to Copley, sorry for the attack.  You didn't deserve it.  This blog will be a kind, fun, safe place for you from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But watch out for Matt Damon.  He's a satanist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'WTF? IT'S BROADMORE!' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1546543775567656292?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1546543775567656292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1546543775567656292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1546543775567656292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck?'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQqE8UAP0TI/AAAAAAAAAM4/arcyXCCGjFA/s72-c/shartlo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6763969620652385836</id><published>2010-12-15T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T07:14:38.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm closing in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/GBInDaHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/GBInDaHouse.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's right.  Greg fucking Broadmore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6763969620652385836?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6763969620652385836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-closing-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6763969620652385836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6763969620652385836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-closing-in.html' title='I&apos;m closing in...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-9143772126908940278</id><published>2010-12-10T22:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:02:57.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plot Thickens, like jizz on a heater.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/waveBattle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 518px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/waveBattle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obligatory work art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Neill, I think someone is impersonating Copley; maybe.  Check this out, he comments in the post below.  I don't believe him.  So I come up with a simple plan.  I tell him to send me an image of himself holding a sign with my name on it, and he sends these images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQMZnLfjFLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/n4PszAgSUmg/s1600/sharlto_copley_a_team.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQMZnLfjFLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/n4PszAgSUmg/s400/sharlto_copley_a_team.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549307326741288114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQMZm7gNIDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bll6yZZTcAo/s1600/prawnflats.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQMZm7gNIDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bll6yZZTcAo/s400/prawnflats.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549307322449076274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?  This is the best this imposter can do?  Come on.  Plus, there's all the words; Mum, Post (In the e-mail), and a reference to Meet The Feebles.  A film known only to New Zealanders and low-brow cinema nerds who loved Jackson before Lord of the Rings. (On a side note, that is one of the few films to ever make me gag.  When the rat takes a bite of--HUUCGHN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost seems as if there is more than one person in on this.  It feels like a couple of people, possibly working together.  Certain wording makes me feel like a bearded fellow might be behind this.  Obviously the man...or men, have a rudimentary understanding of photoshop, and a passion for fonts a step above comic sans.  This is why I believe it's; SHARTLO COPLEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it, he's an actor.  Of course it will seem like someone else.  That's what he does, it's his gig.  He's pretending to be someone pretending to be him.  Why would he do that?  Think about the scandal of a mega star celebrity trying to bring down a small town blogger.  It's called David and Goliath, Shartlo, you should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? It's in a book?  Really?  Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, why you doing this Shartlo.  I was realizing that my last few posts were kind of mean.  I don't need to be Perez Hilton.  I don't need success made on the back of ridicule.  I was going to make a nice post about what a great actor you are, and how my favorite line from District 9 is a clever little "now that's clever", but instead you force my hand into a defensive position.  I'm on to you Copley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, watch your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'Worried for Neill' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-9143772126908940278?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9143772126908940278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/plot-thickens-like-jizz-on-heater.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9143772126908940278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9143772126908940278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/plot-thickens-like-jizz-on-heater.html' title='The Plot Thickens, like jizz on a heater.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQMZnLfjFLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/n4PszAgSUmg/s72-c/sharlto_copley_a_team.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6071328667938441709</id><published>2010-12-09T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T12:42:02.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Gets better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/hatBad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 528px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/hatBad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been uber busy, so last night I cranked out a ten minute sketch before bed.  Just to wind down.    This thing came out.  I like bits of it.    I like the crustacean vibe.  The pink eyes.  I thought it was decently unique, until I realized I just drew the crabby version of Zieram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE7gFB9LkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_rpkiA-HCR4/s1600/ZEIRAM-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE7gFB9LkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_rpkiA-HCR4/s400/ZEIRAM-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548781638189395522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love that shit.  I still love a lot of the ideas and shapes that Japanese designers use.  It's like they have no fear of 'readability'.  Sometimes a good thing; sometimes a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I feel bad about my last post.  I learned early on that if you have nothing nice to say, then you should say nothing at all.  And picking on Copley is just...well, mean.  I guess I am bitter.  I just picture you guys out water-skiing together, playing Tetris side by side late into the night, giving each other oily backrubs; and yeah, I got jealous.  It's especially cruel to pick on him since Copley has gigantism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude look at this photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE8_UaSGTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WzsEaQH9T1Y/s1600/host3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE8_UaSGTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WzsEaQH9T1Y/s400/host3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548783274405534002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind Peter Jackson is just over six feet tall, and Copley had to kneel to stand next to him.  Dude, photo's don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE9V7KbZrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/X-qEb4zzZoY/s1600/longCop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE9V7KbZrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/X-qEb4zzZoY/s400/longCop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548783662765139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copley 'tucking in his shirt'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dude, please apologize to Sharlto for me.  I just let my emotions get the better of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sharlto, I can't help it, the last post was the best I've had in ages.  I swear I love you dude, I know that you're really only four foot and fives inches tall.  Oh shit!  A bus quick, let me throw you under it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'probably not making friends' Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6071328667938441709?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6071328667938441709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-gets-better.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6071328667938441709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6071328667938441709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-gets-better.html' title='It Gets better'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TQE7gFB9LkI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_rpkiA-HCR4/s72-c/ZEIRAM-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6132333265078862243</id><published>2010-12-07T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T12:13:40.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/maleCoolVest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 526px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/maleCoolVest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Neill, here's some work art.  Mainly focusing on the character, but then I went and added shit around him.  Anyway, just an excuse for the below post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, dude glad to hear you and your buddy are working together &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://movies.ign.com/articles/113/1138682p1.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;.  I have to tell you though, Copley is totally using you.  I know, you don't want to hear this, but dude....sigh....I'm hearing things.  He's going behind your back and saying awful shit.  It doesn't matter who I heard it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says that you kick puppies.  He also is saying that you can't grow a mustache , and that he grew one in District 9  just to piss you off (called it the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mockingstache&lt;/span&gt;).  He apparently told my cousin's, girlfriend's, uncle's, brothers, kid that you have twelve nipples and nine toes...total, and that you wear a wig made of goat fur.  He also says you brush your teeth with clay.  This isn't me, it's fucking Copley, he's totally backstabbing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6Mq40SxqI/AAAAAAAAALw/pYwM8hZpxQs/s1600/stache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 51px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6Mq40SxqI/AAAAAAAAALw/pYwM8hZpxQs/s400/stache.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548026459401143970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Copley's '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mockingstache&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to break you guys up, I mean, yeah, I'm a little jealous.  Two parts for Copley and none for me?  Fuck, I was in Our Town in high school.  I was George, like the fucking lead and shit  (Speaking of acting; The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford is fucking incredible.  Everyone go buy it on blu ray.  It's filmed amazingly and so well acted that I need to change my pants just from thinking about it).  But, shit, I'm not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Copley's a terrorist.  He is!  He gets parts by using a gun and threatening directors.  He might be doing it to you!  If he is just just leave a comment as BFF and type &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;veryone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ogs &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;ee!"&lt;/span&gt;  You'll have mounties kicking in your door in no time.  It'll work too, because Copley's incredibly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6OO5qzdPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ks-Yk1gAXbc/s1600/host1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6OO5qzdPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Ks-Yk1gAXbc/s400/host1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548028177616696562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copley and Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6OOzWKlfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2hnSNXRXEAo/s1600/host2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6OOzWKlfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2hnSNXRXEAo/s400/host2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548028175919519218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copley and Jackson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unedited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well dude, stay safe.  I'm sure you know what you're doing.  My guess is that you know some secret Canadian martial art&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;maybe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vancouver Sasquatch&lt;/span&gt; style and can handle anything.  SASQUA-CHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  If Sharlto Copley reads this; dude I love you.  Seriously, you're a breathe of fresh air and I'm glad you're fucking acting.  You were totally robbed this year at the Academy to not even be nominated.  I know people who hated District 9; and even they think you were fucking robbed.  Scout's honor.  You add an amazing freshness to your characters.  You make it look effortless, which is a good thing.  Plus, you just seem like a cool fucking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6132333265078862243?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6132333265078862243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-job.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6132333265078862243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6132333265078862243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-job.html' title='The new job'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TP6Mq40SxqI/AAAAAAAAALw/pYwM8hZpxQs/s72-c/stache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1626364452066796768</id><published>2010-11-29T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:29:25.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGM Heartland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/AGMheartland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 567px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/AGMheartland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love bees&lt;/span&gt;.  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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, while looking on another site about your AGM Heartland flick I came across this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TPSXOWW-VxI/AAAAAAAAALo/PIH-_CWtHVs/s1600/mes.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TPSXOWW-VxI/AAAAAAAAALo/PIH-_CWtHVs/s400/mes.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545223313975826194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did you see this?  &lt;a href="http://io9.com/5699085/is-this-concept-art-of-the-space-jockey-from-the-alien-prequel"&gt;io9 Space Jockey art&lt;/a&gt;  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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, you got me hook, line and sinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas 'Salmones Muerte' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1626364452066796768?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1626364452066796768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/agm-heartland.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1626364452066796768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1626364452066796768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/agm-heartland.html' title='AGM Heartland'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TPSXOWW-VxI/AAAAAAAAALo/PIH-_CWtHVs/s72-c/mes.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5031510156356124946</id><published>2010-11-23T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:31:48.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/crabbity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 679px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/crabbity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh.  I had a whole other post, and I accidentally closed the window.  Fuck.  I'm not re-typing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I can't believe I did that.  It was four fucking paragraphs.  Some funny shit.  Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way; what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-IQdQYTBKU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TOy97u4dzcI/AAAAAAAAALg/8rk-y9sXlzg/s400/blomby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543014075281034690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this kind of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, have a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'turkey gut' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5031510156356124946?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5031510156356124946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/turkey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5031510156356124946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5031510156356124946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/turkey.html' title='Turkey'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TOy97u4dzcI/AAAAAAAAALg/8rk-y9sXlzg/s72-c/blomby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6422315679990092849</id><published>2010-11-15T13:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T13:46:00.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fungal Monk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/fungalMonk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 747px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/fungalMonk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's evolutionary progress.  A fungus that is now an enlightened monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is short.  Be happy you're getting anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6422315679990092849?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6422315679990092849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/fungal-monk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6422315679990092849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6422315679990092849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/fungal-monk.html' title='The Fungal Monk'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7688261919456309275</id><published>2010-11-05T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:24:38.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Jism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/hotGirl-700x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 527px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/hotGirl-700x1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/groceryInterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 256px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/groceryInterior.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/maleCharacterHoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 516px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/maleCharacterHoodie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/mcmillanvilleBase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 252px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/mcmillanvilleBase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neill-fo-real.  How's it hanging brother?  How's it hanging with me?  3 inches...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from the ground!&lt;/span&gt; BOO-YAH!  Do we still say boo-yah?  How about OPP?  Behind the times.  Anywhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this work was recently posted on the &lt;a href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead Labs&lt;/a&gt; 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).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is good.  Look out for the crazies, they're everywhere.  Like in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "The Professional" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7688261919456309275?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7688261919456309275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/work-jism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7688261919456309275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7688261919456309275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/work-jism.html' title='Work Jism'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2088525299483649349</id><published>2010-11-04T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T07:57:58.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blip Blorp Blop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/elderOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 539px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/elderOne.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2088525299483649349?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2088525299483649349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/blip-blorp-blop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2088525299483649349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2088525299483649349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/11/blip-blorp-blop.html' title='Blip Blorp Blop'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5934597562951234365</id><published>2010-10-29T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T14:25:11.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sculptris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/myFirstSculptris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 1177px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/myFirstSculptris.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that Jurassic Park!  No, but seriously Neill, look at what you can do with free shit now.  I mean, it's my first ....thing, and it's not so great, and it was made in forty minutes; but imagine how happy those guys would have been in 93 to have this tech.  Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this was made in Sculptris, a free program put out by PixelLogic.  I was just messing around and made this vagina mouthed bugger.  That v-flap usually would cover it's fleshy hole mouth spot.  Freud is totally right; sometimes a vagina mouth is just a vagina mouth.  The messed up part about the internet is that there's probably someone, somewhere, fapping to this image.  To that person....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE YOU'RE GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm getting how to use the program a bit better, maybe I'll tackle something a little cooler.  An Edler One from Lovecraft?  Maybe.  A Prawn from district 9?  No, that would be fucking crazy.  Way to detailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a Happy Halloween PleaseLookAtMeNeillBlmkampBlogReaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "Fat Jack Skellington" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5934597562951234365?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5934597562951234365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/sculptris.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5934597562951234365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5934597562951234365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/sculptris.html' title='Sculptris'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4994952933134944255</id><published>2010-10-28T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T12:12:56.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Warp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TMnLJzq8lII/AAAAAAAAALY/dFnLVQ56rWc/s1600/Bill-And-Teds_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TMnLJzq8lII/AAAAAAAAALY/dFnLVQ56rWc/s400/Bill-And-Teds_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533176986550965378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill...no new worky work.  I KNOW!  I swear shit is coming, I've just been so busy.  Soon I swear.  I know that this blog is your main inspiration, and it makes you sad that I'm not posting as much, but I still love you.  I swear.  Sure, Del Toro and I had a little fling, but it meant nothing (Guillermo, it's not true, but shhhhhhh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, let's go back....back in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit is from around 2004.  I was just beginning to make digital art.  Everything up until now was primarily pencil, marker and pen.  Let's take a looksee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/russBeast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 271px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/russBeast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Evangelion?  I have no idea what you're talking about.  This was when I first began lunch drawing.  It's also when I packed on a lot of weight.  I see no correlation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/grar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/grar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rar!  I'm a monster!  Basically at this stage I was still still drawing...but in Painter (8 I think).  More lunchy work, I think I sat at my desk and at a Red Robin burger.  Oh, yeah, A.Net would pick us up fast food for lunch.  Hand deliver Fatburgers (It's a chain) to our desks.  Lost a notch on my belt that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/saduhem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 637px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/saduhem.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Hellboy.  I've been reading it since I was in art school.  What's crazy is how much grief the guy at the comic shop gave me for liking it.  Well, now his shop is gone and Hellboy has 2 films.  Way to call that one asshole.  Wow, brilliant use of font on this one.  Maybe I should go into graphic design.  Why not use courier?  I might as well have used comic sans.  Or papyrus (Really, Avatar?  Really?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/samBot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 559px;" src="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/samBot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha...?  Where'd the lines go.  Ah, now I'm trying to paint...and apparently using a roll of lifesavers for a color palette.  Jesus; this deserves to be on the side of a kickass Chevy van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/mns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 595px;" src="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/mns.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!!!  SHIELDS! SHIIIIIIIEEEEELLLLLLDS!  (That was Sulu from XI).  Good grief.  Can that get more saturated?  Sorry for all the monitors I burned out with this one.  I still like the idea of the state trying to raise a new god with their own ideals (Since that's what basically ends up happening.  Guess what, eating pork is also an 'abomination' in the Bible.  So have fun eating your bacon in hell.).  What?  Too political?  Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/inhumanoids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 149px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/inhumanoids.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inhumanoids!  Kickass 80's toys with the old Dougbot update.  Still way to bright, but sort of fits the originals.  Those toys were so effing cool.  The big difference between me as a kid buyinh Inhumanoids and now?  My most recent toy cost me 600 bucks.  Nerd horns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/dougboutVSyoungpaddy1_TD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 633px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/dougboutVSyoungpaddy1_TD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what this dude is saying?  "BACON PLEASE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/robHead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 459px;" src="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/robHead.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess why I drew this 'abomination'?  Oh, a little flick called Tetra Vaal.  I watched it and suddenly wanted to draw sci-fi.  Apparently bad sci-fi.  Why would that need a human face?  What was I thinking?  No, really, I don't remember.  Usually my art always has a story behind it in my head.  A little movie.  This movie must have been straight to brain video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/prosp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 485px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/prosp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prospector.  So this was a contest, and I had "Space Miner".  My good buddies Kekai Kotaki and Billy Wardlaw pitched me a ton of shit for my lame sketch of a robot thing with a pick-axe like arm.  So I changed the image and made this, just to spite them.  Yep, I will make art out of spite.  Oh, and I won the frakkin' contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 288px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/ny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first piece of card art.  ARE YOU LOOKING GUILLERMO?!?  Ahem.  It was for a Cthulhu game.  What...it also doesn't have an intense use of the glow brush....I must have been learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/dingleBerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 510px;" src="http://www.dougbot.com/forum/dingleBerry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my most favorite monster ever.  The theme was 'Japan's Worst Monster'.  I came up with, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE DINGLEBERRY&lt;/span&gt;.  It's supposed to look like an old Kaiju puppet.  Now the glow brush is regulated to just the eyes.  Wow...finally, after 24 blind people, I stopped using the glow brush on everything.  I emerge from the wilderness, a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it.  A little trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug McFly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4994952933134944255?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4994952933134944255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-warp.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4994952933134944255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4994952933134944255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-warp.html' title='Time Warp'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TMnLJzq8lII/AAAAAAAAALY/dFnLVQ56rWc/s72-c/Bill-And-Teds_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4920627040692019028</id><published>2010-10-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:30:00.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stabby stabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://conceptart.org/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=20270&amp;amp;stc=1&amp;amp;d=1157577591"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 812px;" src="http://conceptart.org/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=20270&amp;amp;stc=1&amp;amp;d=1157577591" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill!  Well fuck.  So my ultimate dream was me and you working on shit, before you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; working on shit.  Like you'd call and be all, "Hey I gots this idea about monkey men from mars..." and the I'd be all, "Shit dude, I love me some martian monkeys.  Let me draw some up."  Then you'd take the images and pitch to studios.  It would be perfect, because I love the Northwest, and don't really ever want to move south.  But I also really want to work on films.  So you being up in Vancouver is perfect.  Not only because your aquarium has beluga whales, but that shit is a few hours away!  So me and you drinking Mai Thais and designing shit on napkins to be rendered at my home; that was the dream.  But, fuck it all, that ain't ever happening.  Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I received my copy of The Art of District 9, and in it is not only art from all the talented Weta kids, but plenty of NB sketches and and Lightwave renders (Lightwave, really? Maybe it's changed; I have not touched it since 98.).  So basically this whole blog is....useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get this straight; you write, direct, concept and make 3-d versions of your sketches that are film quality.  Rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks for me, but you are fucking ridiculously talented.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4920627040692019028?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4920627040692019028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/stabby-stabby.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4920627040692019028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4920627040692019028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/stabby-stabby.html' title='Stabby stabby'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8376017732568596962</id><published>2010-10-20T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:37:02.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZAMBIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/peelerZombieBorder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 541px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/peelerZombieBorder.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill dog, 'sup homefries?  Hopefully things are going well man.  My guess is that you're busy as shit, which is why you didn't come to Portland with me.  I swear I'm not some obsessed freakboy fan.  I would only ask you to put lotion on its skin like once a day, and the pit is cozy.  There's a couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's another work piece, I promise new home shit soon, but I'm wrapping up a mega long project, and finally making meaningful headway on it. No, I can't tell you what it is.  All I can say is....I'm the new director of The Hobbit, and Bilbo will be played by Sean Penn.  Actually, that's not true.  I will have some work on TV though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have some zombie work featured in &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/episode/the-truth-behind-zombies-5710/Overview"&gt;The Truth About Zombies&lt;/a&gt; on the National Geographic channel.  Some personal work from this blog actually, and some from Undead Labs.  Anyways, things are pretty fucking cool right now.  Lots in the pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in Hollywoodland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "the arms are supposed to be long" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8376017732568596962?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8376017732568596962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/zambies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8376017732568596962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8376017732568596962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/zambies.html' title='ZAMBIES'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5537252923514392632</id><published>2010-10-05T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T06:50:15.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlacula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/charlacula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 450px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/charlacula.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, I fucking hate that vampire drawing I did.  It's effing awful.  Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougenstien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5537252923514392632?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5537252923514392632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/charlacula.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5537252923514392632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5537252923514392632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/charlacula.html' title='Charlacula'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-658279850027624027</id><published>2010-10-04T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:19:15.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild 'effing times, man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TKoYI-17jOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2yedaDiSpco/s1600/EGM+241+%28COVER+PROMO%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TKoYI-17jOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2yedaDiSpco/s400/EGM+241+%28COVER+PROMO%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524254435510553826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Neill!  Check out EGM number 241.0 for my pic and some art by me!  Oh, also some stuff about the game we're making.  We're the First Look At Undead Labs Zombie MMo on the cover!  Pretty cool shit dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you already no this, but Guillermo  del Toro is the fucking man.  Seriously.  I thought the talk would be  fun, but shit dude, not inspiring.  He really has a passion that  motivates people around him.  My buddies who came down with me  walked away impressed (We're all jaded game fuckers. Dude, that shit is  not easily impressed).  Even my little brother, how can critique a free blowjob, walked away inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I give him my art book?  Yes, yes I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, it was crazy.  So like, Guillermo had just plunged his hand  into the chest of the person asking questions right in front of me.   With a sharp, and quick twist he removed the questioners still beating heart.  The  guy slumped down face first on the ground.  Two men, clad in black  arrived from either side of GDT's throne and dragged the sloppy carcass  away.  Then it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know me, I'm fucking all confident and shit.  Nothing makes me  nervous.  So there I am,  at the mic, and I can feel my heart in my  throat.  I was sort of freaking out, in a major way.  I used my shaolin  breathing techniques I learned while hunting ninja and calmed my  physical body down, but inside I was scared.  I looked Guillermo in the eyes.  His stared back  into mine....steely, cold, ancient.  I continued to stare, daring not to  provoke him, relaxing even my jaw; knowing anything could set him off.   Small crows feet appeared at the edges of his eyes, and he began to  smirk.  I knew I was dead, he could sense it.  Deep down he could feel  my inner soul quivering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I said, "You already have my heart, but I'd also like to offer  you this book of art."  Guillermo smiled and belted out, "Good answer!   Good fucking answer, HA!"  I walked up and handed him my book, and the  rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....that's not exactly how it happened...I might have stumbled my  words up.....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt;.....and been&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a little&lt;/span&gt;.....nervous.....or...you  know....something like the below.....sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_profilepage&amp;amp;v=A6Qb6bhq0oE"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TKoXa1dYTlI/AAAAAAAAALI/OgLvcDpT0q4/s400/delToro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524253642717679186" border="0" /&gt;click the image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fuck...I really need to get in shape, and do I really walk like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Dan the man, who drove us all over Portland and captured all my insecurities and posted them on Youtube for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Del Toro the 3rd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-658279850027624027?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/658279850027624027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/wild-effing-times-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/658279850027624027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/658279850027624027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/10/wild-effing-times-man.html' title='Wild &apos;effing times, man.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TKoYI-17jOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/2yedaDiSpco/s72-c/EGM+241+%28COVER+PROMO%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4222845857406023937</id><published>2010-09-25T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T22:43:57.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy South African Heritage Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TJ7c-JmpncI/AAAAAAAAALA/mH_tIQfE4q8/s1600/south-african-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TJ7c-JmpncI/AAAAAAAAALA/mH_tIQfE4q8/s400/south-african-flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521093153490836930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Neill, so today I was talking to this &lt;a href="http://www.myrowdyrascals.com/about.html"&gt;lady who runs a toy store&lt;/a&gt; down here and she was telling us it's SA heritage day, but online it looked like it was yesterday.  Anyway, she was fun and kicked ass, so I'll just say it's today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to put a prawn all drawn up in South African flag colors (or colours), but I just got home.  Outdoor movies night for a bunch of preschool kids.  Good fun.  Kids are insane, or adults are.  Anyway, that's why there's a quick post, and a basic flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a decent braai today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4222845857406023937?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4222845857406023937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-south-african-heritage-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4222845857406023937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4222845857406023937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-south-african-heritage-day.html' title='Happy South African Heritage Day!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TJ7c-JmpncI/AAAAAAAAALA/mH_tIQfE4q8/s72-c/south-african-flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1630416691216810935</id><published>2010-09-24T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T13:53:34.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/ChanceEncounter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 541px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/ChanceEncounter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Neill dude, I think you know this blog doesn't exactly pay the bills...or....pay...anything.  So that's why I work as a growns up pro job, drawring zambies.  Eventually more and more work will be released on the &lt;a href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead Labs&lt;/a&gt; site, so if you can't get your Doug fix here, go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are things Neill?  Hoping good.  I recently watched District 9 on my iPod Nano on my bus ride home.  That fucking film still rocks, even at like 1 inch by 2 inches.  I can't wait to see what you do next dude, even though I was secretly hoping that it the 'next' would be you coming down to Portland....but alas.  Seriously, Kennedy School is a fucking awesome hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, peace out mother fucker, hope all is well with you and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1630416691216810935?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1630416691216810935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-day-job.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1630416691216810935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1630416691216810935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-day-job.html' title='My Day Job'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4301228441228583952</id><published>2010-09-19T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:36:54.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/muscleBotWIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 321px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/muscleBotWIP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! OK! OK!  I've been half-assing it.  Holy hell that vampire is awful.  Is that fucking Charlie Brown?  It has a Charlie Brown vibe to it.  Dude, Neill, have fucking pity on me; I'm so sorry.  It's a new job, and lots of other shit.  I mean, I gots to be all grown up now.  Lots of shit riding on my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how are things going with you?  Hopefully fucking rocking it.  I bet you are, I bet you are.  So shit dude, this Guillermo venue is waaaaaaaaayyyyyy fucking bigger than I thought it was.  I'm sort of doubting I can get that book to him, unless I literally threw it at him.  I mean it was a joke before, but now.....yyyyeah.  I might be selling a barely used Doug Williams art book with a preface directly acknowledging Guillermo del Toro.  Still waiting to hear if you're coming along.  It'll be fucking fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's another quick piece of art, but it's better than that fucking Charlie Brownacula from the last post.  It didn't have that red eye thingy until the last minute, after thinking about this image: &lt;a href="http://www.filmtotaal.nl/images/newscontent/c2be630.jpg"&gt;click me buttnuggets&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.  Also, I have some art on this &lt;a href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;, and more coming this week.  So check that shit out.  Seriously, I have children.  &lt;a href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead Labs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougsta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4301228441228583952?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4301228441228583952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/gah.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4301228441228583952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4301228441228583952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/gah.html' title='GAH!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-9138317793303294697</id><published>2010-09-14T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T22:08:25.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/wampire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 589px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/wampire.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, seriously, are you coming to Portland with us?  I really need to know.  I can drive...from here.  I'm guessing no, since you probably have Guillermo over for dinner and talk shop and shit.  Plus, you're making your big sci-fi movie....which you might be not making in a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, have you heard of this Twilight shit?  I mean I hardly know anything about it, but fuck it's huge!  Not only that, it's huge with chicks, and here's the kicker...it's about fucking vampires and werewolves.  Dude, holy nerdgasm!  Vampires and werewolves AND chicks dig it?  I mean all that fucking blood and shit  AND the chicks still dig?  I mean the damned eternal struggle between the werewolf and vampire, I bet they rip each other to shreds!!!  So, effing gore and supernatural shit and the ladies love it; count me in muther fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you need to hit while the iron's hot my friend, you can't coast on your good looks forever.  I'm proposing a movie with vampires.  I mean, you know, your take on them.  maybe they're robot vampires, and want our oil.  Maybe they're just space vampires, from Vampirenus.  Shit, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it dude, I'm fucking going to bed.  I mean, I like the night, but now that I get up at five in the morning.  So in order to sparkle in the daylight I need to get to bed earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count Dougscula&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-9138317793303294697?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9138317793303294697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/dazzled.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9138317793303294697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9138317793303294697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/dazzled.html' title='Dazzled'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7031569338289926123</id><published>2010-09-12T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T22:56:48.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still your blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/slumSet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 502px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/slumSet2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, I swear.  You're the real deal Neill.  This blog is totally yours.  That's why the sci fi art is at the top and the Lovecraft quick shit is at the bottom.  I'm just sort of jazzed about this Guillermo thing on Sept 29th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have not heard if you want to come with; let me know soon.  Yeah, yeah, yeah.  I'm sure you're busy making a movie and all, but shit, I used to make movies in like 6th grade, so it can't be that fucking hard.  Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I also made this quick little book to give to GDT (That's Guillermo del Toro, but written all T2 style). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/bookprev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 756px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/bookprev.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think he'll like it?  I mean, the story sucks (because it doesn't exist and all), but it has a bunch of art.  It was easy as shit to make!  Dude, fucking Blurb is amazing.  You could make a book while letting loose a gnarly burrito on the shitter.  That's the fucking future man, and we're living it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I watched the last half of District 9 on my new TV the other day.  GODDAMN YOU MAKE A GOOD MOVIE!  Seriously, it's way better than the shit I made in 6th grade.  Although my flick had a guy in a snorkel, and I played two parts (like that chick in The Parent Trap).  Still, yours was better, and I had to let you know how damned good it was...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, your art, a slummy future city.  Going back to my roots....mainly because this was an old piece I never finished.  I been busy holmes, but don't worry, it's still your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright to bed for me.  Catching the bus at five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guillermo Doug Toro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/expOfMadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 607px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/expOfMadness.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7031569338289926123?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7031569338289926123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-your-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7031569338289926123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7031569338289926123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-your-blog.html' title='Still your blog.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2158433650193213553</id><published>2010-09-06T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:37:50.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!  Sort....of....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/elderOneWIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 346px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/elderOneWIP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy fugtastic long time no post.  Great googly moogly.  Well, some shit has been going down.  So...Neill, where to start.  Well, lets see, I quit my job, my little girl stated first grade, I went to LaPush for a few days, hung out with and saw my little brother off to China (he's back), started my job (I ride a fucking bus, how cool is that shit!), saw a few Sounders games, went out for my 9 year anniversary at Teatro Zizani and have been doing some freelance work.  There was more, but...it doesn't matter anymore...because I'm here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the bad news.  I'm now the Visual Art Director at Undead Labs.  It pretty much means that all I think about now is the game, but can't show any of the work.  I bet you get that shit, being in film in all.  So I'll bang out some work on here as much as I can, but the lunchtime images will be scarce, because the food in Pioneer Square fucking rocks.  No I'm serious.  I had jello shots for lunch on Friday.  I fucking love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a unfinished Lovecraftian horror.  One of the Elder thingamajigs from The Mountains of Madness.  I figured I should do some of that shit, for when I meet Del Toro in Portland on September 29th.  What?  A giant hall?  DAMMIT!  I made a fucking book for him, he better get it!  Oh shit, dude, you should come down.  I have tickets 1 through 4.  IT IS NOT PATHETIC!  Portland's a cool ass town man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at any rate, everything is pretty much fucking rocking right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2158433650193213553?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2158433650193213553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-sortof.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2158433650193213553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2158433650193213553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-sortof.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!  Sort....of....'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-6121453346310486439</id><published>2010-08-10T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:54:41.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A serious moment....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/zombieBrushed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 478px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/zombieBrushed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Neill what's up.  So, breaking my crazy character for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday will be my last day at Arena Net.  After seven years of Charr, Icons, Poobags, Dragons, delivered lunches, Battlefield Desert Combat grudge matches, 4 shipped games and Kekai's sweet smile, I'll be moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new gig is going to be at &lt;a href="http://undeadlabs.com/"&gt;Undead Labs&lt;/a&gt; as the art director.  Given the fact that I love the zombie genre (and have since 1988, when Curtis Pitt rented Dawn of the Dead for his slumber party) and pitched my first zombie game in 1997, with a slew of other pitches over several years (Three alone at Arena), you'd think this would have been an easy decision.  It wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back and forth for a long time.  It's selfish, but I wish Arena had fallen apart.  I wish the projects became shitty and the people soulless shells that just punched buttons on their keyboards.  That way I could walk away from this place with a 'fuck you' and not look back.  It didn't.   Instead it stayed amazing, and even more wonderful people joined.  So now leaving is hard, and it'll takes a few weeks at the new job to fully accept my own decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people here are tremendous, and their talent is unmatched in the MMO world.  Having played Guild Wars 2 I can honestly say that the whole fantasy MMO genre is about to have it's teeth knocked out.  The only teeth that will be left are the ones that it'll be choking on.  Then it will die, and all that will be left is GW2.  It's epic.  As epic as Greg's (Not Broadmore) overpriced French Dipped sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that, it's been a helluva ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Of course this is all moot when you hire me to write and star in the next District movie.  I'll be playing the part of 'overweight beer drinking prawn'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-6121453346310486439?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/6121453346310486439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/serious-moment.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6121453346310486439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/6121453346310486439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/serious-moment.html' title='A serious moment....'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-2304003568694882782</id><published>2010-08-06T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:36:31.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Side Tracked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/dugShabboth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 264px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/dugShabboth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Neilldog, did I ever mention that I get easily side tracked?  It's true too many ideas an---OH SHIT A SQUIRREL!  Huh?  What was I typing?  Doesn't matter, fuck squirrels are dope!  I wish I had a bushy tail like one of those fuckers.  Do you know what I would do with it?  I wouuld dust the shit out of my house!  First I'd dust the --OH SHIT A CROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crows are black.  So is Blade.   Know who directed Blade 2?  Guillermo Del Toro, brother to the werewolf.  He's not?  Whatever, he is directing a Mountains of Madness flick though.  So here's a uber quick Lovecraftian creature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Why when there's public opinion to continue on Jockeys, and I just started on District 10...fanart?  Why suddenly and quickly shift focus to work on Del Toro imagery?  Because I bought tickets to see Mr. Del Toro speak in Portland in September, and I'm all jazz hands about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude don't worry, you're still my favorite.  I love his flicks though.  Maybe I should bring a small pack of art and chuck it at him while he's on the stage.  It could work.  Any who; so yeah, this is still your blog.  Don't worry, I'm a total Blomkampian fan.  Your movies are way better.  Oh!  Shhhh!  Guillermo is waking up.  Type later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Douglas Del Toro (Blomkamp)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-2304003568694882782?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/2304003568694882782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/side-tracked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2304003568694882782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/2304003568694882782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/side-tracked.html' title='Side Tracked'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-5675762165561133002</id><published>2010-08-05T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:20:33.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Eff Am I Thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/district10title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 211px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/district10title.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Neill, been on a little vacation.  I know that the blog sort of decides whether you're going to have a good or bad day, so I feel like I let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a revelation, why the fuck am I doing a shit ton of images for the Alien prequel?  The blog isn't called, "Please Look and me Ridley Scott (or Tony if you're looking)".  It's fucking got your name in it.  If I should be exploring any fucking potential for any other fake film, it should be one of yours.  Am I right?  Of course I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a banged out photo-chopped image of the title.  Yeah, I've warmed up for the whole invasion thing, but only because I think I found away around the ID4 plot mentality.  I'll do more images in the future.  Maybe using photo's like the above, but probably more paintings.  I like to paint....on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-5675762165561133002?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/5675762165561133002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-eff-am-i-thinking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5675762165561133002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/5675762165561133002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-eff-am-i-thinking.html' title='What the Eff Am I Thinking?'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1766858327660100364</id><published>2010-07-29T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:10:18.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/JockeySize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 413px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/JockeySize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude Neill, I have some important shit to tell you.  No man, this is some 'real deal' important shit.  Do not Google your District 9 prawns.  Like say, maybe you were looking for some prawn reference for something, &lt;a href="http://dougbot.com/forum/usfc1.jpg"&gt;like for some project you were going to share later&lt;/a&gt;.  There are some fucked up folks out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, to each their own, but a prawn fucking a tiger-man? Or giving a werewolf a blowjob?  Well...dude.....some things cannot be unseen.  And this shit is in Googles moderate setting.  What the crap would appear with the safe search feature turned completely off?  Dude, I fucking love District 9, but shit...not that much!  To be honest, with all the meaty explosions, finger nail pulling and pig tossing, sex would probably be the last thing I would think about while watching that film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I do thing the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;District 9-incher'&lt;/span&gt; dildo is a missed marketing opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the above is more of the Alien Prequel goof off stuff.  I think I'll shrink down the pretty alien to be slightly larger than the human.  Ok, there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one, AND DON'T FUCKING GOOGLE YOUR PRAWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "Innocence Lost" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1766858327660100364?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1766858327660100364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/warning.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1766858327660100364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1766858327660100364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/warning.html' title='Warning!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3878232321753430800</id><published>2010-07-23T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:26:01.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Animal Cracker All The Way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/animalFrame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 501px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/animalFrame.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, look at that shit.  My buddy Wigg's gave it to me.  Soak it in.  View it's majesty.  What does it mean?  What the fuck is it?  Zoo animal orgy?  Some sick doctors experiment?  Alien life form?  Message from God?  2012?  We may never know.  It's a grand mystery that has no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's totally a zoo orgy, and that cat thing in the middle is both getting and giving; if you know what I mean.  Wink wink, nudge nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3878232321753430800?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3878232321753430800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/triple-animal-cracker-all-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3878232321753430800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3878232321753430800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/triple-animal-cracker-all-way.html' title='Triple Animal Cracker All The Way!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7551106316999851002</id><published>2010-07-21T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:52:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THUNDERSTRUCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienpilot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 684px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienpilot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sup Neill?  Looks like my internet intervention worked.  Despite the hard evidence of internet journalists, it looks as though you are not making The Hobbit or District 10...yet.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tetra Vaal&lt;/span&gt; has posted the intervention thread below that you are working on a film called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Elysium&lt;/span&gt;.  Now why the fuck a combat robot would even care what your working on is beyond me, but by his lug nuts, it seems to be true.  Actually, why a com-bot would be using a AOL account is also fishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Elysium...did you know the very first game I ever worked on back in 1997 was called Elysium.  Except my Elysium never came out, and yours will.  The game was basically Inception meets Stargate meets Dreamscape meets the X-Files, and took place in a world that existed somewhere between full on dreams and reality.  It was the 90's so shit like that worked.  I need to dig out some of the old concepts, I couldn't find any online.  Why the fuck am I talking about an old dead game?  Jesus, my mind wanders like Gandhi on a salt march...but without direction....or purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fuck, what do we know about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt; Elysium?  Well your Wikipedia page says &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neill_Blomkamp"&gt;""many sociopolitical ideas, wrapped up inside something that is like a Hollywood action film""&lt;/a&gt;.  See, I like this.  Maybe it could be about how like this guy buys his first house, and gets it appraised for refinancing and it comes back for nearly a hundred grand more than what he paid for it (it's a small starter home), he gets it refinanced;  but then the market collapses and it's worth a thousand fucking dollars more than what he originally goddamned paid for it!  That, and throw in a robot or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?  I think that would make a great film.  Any way Slashfilm says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Which also seems to be the same film he &lt;a href="http://www.slashfilm.com/2009/10/2009/07/24/details-on-neil-blomkamps-potential-next-project/"&gt;discussed at Comic Con last year&lt;/a&gt; when premiering &lt;em&gt;District 9&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve got one science fiction idea that I’m absolutely in  love with, which I’m pretty sure is going to be my next film. 99%  sure…It’s totally original, it’s my own story…It’s set on another  planet, but it’s cool. It’s violent, very violent, and very unique  hopefully. We’ll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;He’s also said of the film,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is science fiction and it has many sociopolitical  ideas that interest me. Those ideas are wrapped up inside something that  is like a Hollywood action film…The setting for the next film takes  place 150 years from now. There are two cities that I’m choosing  between. They would play as themselves. They are not in South Africa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;That last comment seems to contradict the ’set on another planet’ aspect, but no big deal. It’s his story — things can change.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;More important is the Media Rights Capital part of the equation, which can’t really be over-emphasized.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When that deal was announced, we heard that not only would MRC  finance the film, the company will give Blomkamp creative freedom and an  ownership stake in the film. That’s a big deal."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A-fawking-men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent?  Very violent?  I saw D9 man...how much more violent could you get?  Like...the finger nail explode as their pulled out with teeth?  Good grief, I'm gonna' need to bring a vomit bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't wait dude, I can already tell this film is going to fucking rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,the art...alien prequel, lunchtime shit, blah, blah, blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS--The header comes from this (and AC/DC): &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Elysium is an obscure name that evolved from a designation of a place or person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thunderbolt" title="Thunderbolt"&gt;struck by lightning&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;enelysion, enelysios.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elysium#cite_note-burkert198-0"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7551106316999851002?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7551106316999851002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/thunderstruck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7551106316999851002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7551106316999851002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/thunderstruck.html' title='THUNDERSTRUCK!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-9006300800146444806</id><published>2010-07-20T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:29:04.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Dick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilotEggChamber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 792px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilotEggChamber.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillip K Dick, that is.  Man Neill, have you read his stuff?  It's awesome.  I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clans of the Alphane Moon&lt;/span&gt;.  Humor, action, fake boobs, Ganymedean slime moulds; that book has it all!  Well ahead of it's time.  It's funny, it has all the trappings of why I used to not read much sci-fi.  All the goofy terms and ideas.  Now though...I can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so another Space Jockey pic.  I might shake it up here soon.  Do some other things, and come back to this.  So  here's a  Space Jockey image.  The legs fold up to allow it to sit in the seat from the original alien.  All bio-tech, like the aliens themselves.  The helmet is more of a plasma/force field thing.  Image blowing a bubble; that's sort of how it's deployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new idea for the alien/jockey relationship is this:  So the Jockey's veiw themselves as sort of a benevolent peace keeping force.  They aren't entirely.  They breed/designed the aliens to be used as protectors/guard dogs.  They added a fail safe though, a jockey has to be there to keep them in line.  That oblong head allows the jockey to control them telepathically.  Maybe even destroy them telepathically.   Shit I don't know, I'm making this shit up as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, peaceful pretty alien race asks the jockeys for help.  They give a fake story about their planet being invaded, or the fear of it being invaded.  The jockeys agree to help and send a group of three of them and several eggs to their homeworld.  Of course, it's all a ploy.  The happy pretty aliens want to use the xeno's the same way Weyland Yutani wants to; as bio weapons against their own people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the jockeys learn of this, fighting, airlocks and shit, and chaos ensues until the ship crashes.  When I get it all figured in my head I'll put it out there.    Anyway.  Just thinking.   Still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figuring this out in my free time.  Which is like a minute a day lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fuck-a-duck, time's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dougland Yutani Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-9006300800146444806?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/9006300800146444806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-dick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9006300800146444806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/9006300800146444806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-dick.html' title='I love Dick.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3201019777147430872</id><published>2010-07-15T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:42:25.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 720px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top O' the morning to you Neill.  Uh...or afternoon.  Any who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How're things?  Hopefully going well.  So here's another pilot sketch.  I decided to imagine my dream Alien prequel.  My buddy Dan gave me the idea.  I want to imagine a subtitled all alien flick.  The rough idea is that the Space Jockey comes from a telepathic/mystecal/scientific race that relied heavily on biomechanics.  They grow all their shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these  growers designed the aliens.  I don't have a great reason why yet.  Maybe to help clear out a planet of indigenous (low level) life before terraforming?  Maybe they're basically junkyard dogs, a way to both mark and protect unclaimed planetoids.  I don't know.  Not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they're planning on growing and shipping the xenomorphs for another alien race.  Some of those race members are along for the ride.  these guys are beautiful.  Like Navi in essence.  very courteous and shit.  But...they're dicks.  Like total greedy assholes.  Total cunt buggers, the lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ugly alien breeders realize what the pretty fuckers want to do.  Something horrible, like use the alien eggs as bio weapons, something that never occurred to the elephant men (I'm keeping the trunk, dammit!).  A fight breaks out, shit happens, ship crashes.  Warning sign goes out, the end.  There's more there, I'll type it up some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this idea, because it still paint the elephant man in a nicer light.  For whatever reason, I really felt for that pilot when I say the film as a kid.  So I'm partial to being sympathetic to him/her/it.  Plus I like making the ugly fuckers the good guys, and the pretty aliens the assholes.  I only worry about adding more aliens (three races) might turn this into Sta Wars.  Which I don't think is right for the Alien universe.  All this would be in the actual alien languages, and primarily in Avatar like 3-D (it would never make it's money back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why this suit is more Gigereaque; more like the actual alien.  Since both were grown by these guys.  The reasoning for the aliens is the really tough part...I'll figure it out.  Of course...there's no reason too...I'm not...you know...writing it.  It will be fun tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocks and balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3201019777147430872?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3201019777147430872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/quicky.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3201019777147430872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3201019777147430872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/quicky.html' title='Quicky'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1849202546145012891</id><published>2010-07-14T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:19:31.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy productivity Batman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilot001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 720px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/pilot001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, Neill, holy shit.  Yesterday was mega crazy, but I got mega shit done.  Like a surprising amount.  Sweet!  Plus, heading off to the peninsula this weekend.  Heading home.  Stephanie Meyer totally got PA wrong.  Zero vampires over there.  Just Lizardmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as productive as yesterday was, not much was accomplished at lunch today.  just this quick sketch.  It's following some of Giger's original design more.  I still love the trunk, but am wondering if it was supposed to be more of an air hose, like in the painting.  It makes sense...a trunk of flesh would deteriorate.  Maybe though the Pilot (Space Jockey) is truly fused with bio-mechs the trunk would not degrade.  Tough call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember reading somewhere that Scott thought the Pilot was a bomber pilot, and the eggs were essentially bombs that would decimate a population with xeno's.  I like that idea, and there's cool story elements in there.  Especially the pilot dying by an alien chestburster.  Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the bubbleish helm back on the pilot from the sketch.  It could be cool to have a fight between some smaller race on the ship and the pilot.  The smaller guys would be climbing on the pilot, and one could turn the helm off for a second and the facehugger could jump in.  then the pilot could frantically try and get the bubble down to stop the facehugger, but it's too late.  Although, I like the alien sending out a warning, which would be uncharacteristic of 'the bad guy'.  Man...I'm getting more and more curious with what Scott is planning.  Every direction I try to imagine this film going has so many holes.  Fuck, this shit is tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...more tomorrow...maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1849202546145012891?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1849202546145012891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/holy-productivity-batman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1849202546145012891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1849202546145012891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/holy-productivity-batman.html' title='Holy productivity Batman!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1645596105389392717</id><published>2010-07-13T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:08:42.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Both ends...burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienIdeas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 440px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/alienIdeas2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, dude.  I have two things I need to start with.  One; by no means am I getting over you or anything.  I'm still totally into you, and totally committed to this blog.  Like, totally.  I've just been super busy.  Everything is sort of happening at once, some things that I thought were going to happen a while ago are happening now, things I thought would happen now, are also happening now.  Plus I'm feeling super creative...I have more shit on my plate than I could possibly digest in a year, but I'm chomping away anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's one thing, me being busy, and not ignoring the blog.  The other is, I need to make sure when Ridley see's my blog that his feelings aren't hurt.  I mean, fuck dood, I love Ridley Scott.  Alien and Blade Runner are two of the most influential pieces of art to me personally, not to mention the rest of the world!  So yeah, I still worry about the Space Jockey loosing some of it's mystery with a prequel, but I'm also excited to see what Scott does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the exploration of the derelict ship in Alien.  The mystery of it.  It reminds me of a story of when I was at art school and was watching Star Wars with a buddy.  I love Star Wars.  There's that scene with 3PO walking in the desert, and in the background there's this huge skeleton.  I said something like,"I love that we don't know what that thing is, it's just there."  My buddy followed up with, "Oh, that's a Kryat Dragon, they're all over the Dune Sea."  WTF.  A dragon?  That is dumb.  Mystery gone.  Some of that shit needs to be in there!  Don't explain everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so here I go.  I decided to start designing what I think would be a cool Alien prequel.  The above are some early lunch sketches of the Space Jockey not plugged into his cockpit.  I read somewhere where Ridley refered to the chair as a space suit.  It got me thinking.  What if the whole ship is the suit?  An organic massive transport suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to think of a guy in a captains chair control a ship.  What if the whole ship was the suit, you would basically be the ship at that point.  it would be like a living extension of yourself.  you would 'feel' it's hull, and always know exactly how close you were to something.  So, I'm giving the tall drink of water lots of openings for plugging it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also thinking of story.  Of other races, that we can relate with a little more.  Because that big fucker is ugly, and will be no matter what.  You can't drive the SS Giger and not be ugly.  You just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, expect some more of the sketches/thumbnails of a few more aliens, then maybe some 16x9 scene renders, followed up with some storyboards.  It'll be a fun experiment.  Plus, next time you see Ridley you can be all, "Dude, I know this guy, man is he handsome.  He also drew some cool Alien prequel shit.  Check it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you hand him the open laptop with this blog on  the screen and Ridley will look and be all,"My God...it's full of stars...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1645596105389392717?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1645596105389392717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/both-endsburnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1645596105389392717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1645596105389392717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/both-endsburnt.html' title='Both ends...burnt'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-888631229019833114</id><published>2010-07-08T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:03:35.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/Carnival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 183px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/Carnival.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do at work?  I draws.  That's right Neill, I get paid for this shit!  The above piece was recently in an article &lt;a href="http://www.arena.net/blog/activities-games-within-the-game#more-2472"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Click the word 'here'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more to the image, showing the inside of one of those bumper/go-karts.  They were kinetic based.  Some people thought they should be magic based.  Whatever.  They were based on shit that would never really work, so either way it didn't matter.  These were fun though, and despite being three years old, they look pretty ok.  I've learned a lot since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the thing about being an entertainment artist.  By the time you get to show your work (if at all) it's like years outdated.  I have a kickass plan to remedy this though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, think of the possibilities!  All we needs to do is get you a van.  I'll paint the side with a kickass Blomkamp mural.  I'll make you a wizard, riding on the back of an octopus with arms that are unraveling rolls of film.  Of course there will be a total merbabe laying at your feet.  Then you and I can drive to Penticton, chill by the lake, drink some Molson and look for Ogopogo.  Ogopogo is a lake monster, dude.  Don't be gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right man, warming up the ol' airbrush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-888631229019833114?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/888631229019833114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/working-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/888631229019833114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/888631229019833114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/working-it.html' title='Working it.'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1597472145284596699</id><published>2010-07-02T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T16:32:09.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/calcifiedCrewman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 720px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/calcifiedCrewman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill, dude, I'm still moving on this.  I've been doing these other pages for some other project (and they're coming along swimmingly), but I snuck in a quick writing session.  I was able to crank out a quick story layout.  It came together really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dig movie that tells a fun decent story on the surface, but underneath has more going on.  Social commentary and shit.  I eats it up.  It's why I love the original Dawn of the Dead way more than the new one.  It's way Alien and Aliens and the company line aspect make those movies more than just a scare fest.  It's why District 9 was about the evils of cat food production.  Our cats deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the background emotion for my story sort of 'forced evolution'.  Mankind changing.  I remember seeing these dead zones at the great barrier reef.  You'd go from amazing color, and amazingly crowded life, to nothing.  Completely empty areas of bleached dead coral.  Not one fish.  Dead.  It was one of the most unsettling things I have ever seen.  It has had a profound effect on me.  I guess that's really were the coral element comes in.  It's still inked to that scary empty vibe.  So forced evolution, what's that mean?  I have ideas...maybe if and when I write more I'll explain more of what I mean.  Maybe I'll just keep my mouth shut and let the reader figure it out.  Maybe I'll strip down to my underwear and recite Christmas carols while running through a laundry-mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way...this is a way downer post for a movie about space zombies.  I cranked out the image, the idea is to expand it, and you'd see the whole old crew calcified in a cargo hold somewhere.  Sort of a 'reveal' moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny...uh, oh shit, here's something funny/gross.  And there's a lesson to be learned as well.  After going to the bathroom numero dos, don't come out of the stall then go straight to the sink, cup water in your hands and drink it.  It.....is.....fucking.....   gross.  GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug blarg Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1597472145284596699?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1597472145284596699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/crunchy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1597472145284596699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1597472145284596699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/crunchy.html' title='Crunchy'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-1179741920201144544</id><published>2010-07-01T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:55:49.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of the Living Coral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/calcifiedZombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 558px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/calcifiedZombie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch-ch-ch-ch-chaaaaa.  That's some spooky shit Neill. Like in Friday the 13th.  Ch-ch-ch-ch-chaaaaa.  Any way, here's an old idea that I've never fully abandoned.  It's basically pushing the zombie genre back to it's roots.  Maybe shoving it a little bit into the sci-fi genre.  Like in the old EC comics days.  Alien microbes from space that cause mankind to go awry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the zombie genre I have loved since first seeing Dawn of the Dead at Curtis Pitt's birthday party in middle school, is getting played out.  It needs something fresh, and more than just speeding them up.  I like the idea of having zombies being infected with some sort of colony creature from space.  Like space coral.  I think it would be best if not explained, but there could be hints.  The space coral zombies would slowly calcify and be unable to move, but then they would have long tendril like feelers to grab prey with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I had these zombie colonies attacking a small cabin in the woods.  they had these long tubes that made creepy noises.  Here's an old image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/zombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 272px;" src="http://dougbot.com/concept/marker/zombie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on making a low budget movie with these things, but then our company shut down and I had a baby.  Well, my wife did.  Despite what some of my high school friends said, I do not have a vagina.  At any rate, shit got nuts.  In a good way (well the baby part), but still, effing nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway, still like the idea, but now am thinking it should move to space.  Like on a derelict ship.  Involve a company and salvage rights and shit.  I think I'll actually move forward on this a bit.  I don't have much time right now, but I can squeeze in an image or two.  Write up a few pages here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah!  I'm doing it.  Don't worry, I wont take your crown.  In fact, I'll probably forget all about this by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-1179741920201144544?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/1179741920201144544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/night-of-living-coral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1179741920201144544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/1179741920201144544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/07/night-of-living-coral.html' title='Night of the Living Coral'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4953338953102232051</id><published>2010-06-28T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:37:37.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Floater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/floatyForestryBot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 792px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/floatyForestryBot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Neill, sup dood?  Like the header?  Do you get it?  It sounds like a piece of turd I left in the bowl at lunch.  The funny part; THAT'S WHAT IT IS.  Friggle facking fuck!  Some days, fragnabbit, shit just does not work.  Today was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the fuggtastic fire fighting forestry robot.  Pulls trees out of the way after they have been cut down.  Some bullshit like that, originally it was the shoulder to a much bigger robot, but that illustration was NOT WORKING.  I need a longer lunch...or more time at home.  Something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my buddy Trevor shared this with me today.  God bless you Trevor, from all of us.  God bless you. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJgAeGUD2FU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Direct Link (or clip the pic dingleberries).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WJgAeGUD2FU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TCkjJ7RsCoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bVJP5QAKPkQ/s400/elim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487956274365336194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, were you at Great Wolf?  I missed you there...I know I said not to come, but I thought you would have read through that veiled attempt at sounding aloof.  What gives?  You missed a kick ass tattoo of a poorly drawn Mazda Miata on some guys belly (No, seriously, that part isn't a joke.  It was amazing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a good one.  Better art coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug "Mandroid" Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4953338953102232051?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4953338953102232051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-floater.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4953338953102232051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4953338953102232051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-floater.html' title='Lunch Floater'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TCkjJ7RsCoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bVJP5QAKPkQ/s72-c/elim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4445515943515666229</id><published>2010-06-25T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T14:26:52.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space Bot WIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/bottyBotWIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 643px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/bottyBotWIP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/nikeAd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 198px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/nikeAd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBBBBBBBRRRRRRMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!  BRRRMNNNNN! BBRRRRRRMMMNNN!  Hey Neill!  Know what that sound was?  A vuvuzela!  The news is crazy for them.  I actually think they sound cool, but I'm guessing to most I'm like a human version of a vuvuzela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, quick robots today.  Both unfinished.  the orange feller was just for fun.  He'll also have some wheels on his feet.  You know...to go fast.  Fuck, I don't know, he/she/it was fun to draw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soccer bot was for a goofy personal project.  I decided my story-boarding portfolio is way old now.  Been awhile since I've needed to do those.  So I came up with an ad in my head for Nike.  It has all these robots attacking a city, forming up together Destructicon style, and even a death ball sized soccer ball.  Of course all these famous soccer (futbol and football for those of you...well...from anywhere else in the world) fight back and kick the shit out of them.  Contrived?  yes.  So that was one of the mini balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more to both later.  Goddamn shit is crazy lately.  Heading to Great Wolf this weekend, so...see you there?  We can go doubles on the tube slide, or you can watch my kids while my wife and I go.  Actually, don't come, I need to work out a bit before you see me with my shirt off (oh, that will happen, that will happen).  The rest of you there....sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug 'Goin' to the Lodge' Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4445515943515666229?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4445515943515666229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/space-bot-wip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4445515943515666229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4445515943515666229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/space-bot-wip.html' title='Space Bot WIP'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8497137620772443199</id><published>2010-06-24T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:31:34.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch time space crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceWrecked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 217px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceWrecked.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup Neill.  How's the program going?  Remember, one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you might dig this, maybe not, but I've had a few people asking how I go about making lunchtime art.  So, today I banged something out.  I should spend longer on it, but it's was quick, and believe it or not, I have shit to do!  Gawdamn I've been busy.  It's not slowing Neill, It's not fucking slowing!  Any way...steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceWreckedSteps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 986px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/spaceWreckedSteps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use a limited brush set and paint in Photoshop CS2 and Painter X.  X, as in ten.  That's it.  Quick post today.  Lunch is over...and I must work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Quick Post McDraw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8497137620772443199?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8497137620772443199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-time-space-crash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8497137620772443199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8497137620772443199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-time-space-crash.html' title='Lunch time space crash'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7506719274555277162</id><published>2010-06-23T14:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:55:37.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERVENTION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/isct0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 164px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/isct0091.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Neill.  Man...I have to do something, something involving you.  So I cranked out this piece at lunch so I could have a chat with you.  Chat...I guess...well...shit...here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey man.....psshhh....this is tough.  I'm not sure how to say any of this....I think....I think you're taking on too much.  I think your addicted to making films.  Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made a great film.  Right out of the gate.  The rush and high must have been exhilarating.  Now....I'm just saying....take it easy.  Don't overdo it.  this shit can kill you.  See, I expect you to make another film; we all do; but three?  It's too much at one time.  Even Spielberg when he was on his full on film making binge in the eighties didn't take that much celluloid into his veins.  Sure he produced, dabbled in some television work, but he didn't snort up three features at once.  Don't deny it Neill; I been on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine...you brought this on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECRET SCI-FI FLICK!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://hollywoodinsider.ew.com/2009/10/23/district-9-creator-neill-blomkamp-signs-on-for-new-movie-but-wheres-district-10/"&gt;The Hollywood Insider.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"It’s great news to hear that &lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;District 9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; creator &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://news-briefs.ew.com/2009/10/23/neill-blomkamp-finds-financing-for-district-9-follow-up/"&gt;Neill  Blomkamp has signed a deal with independent financier Media Rights  Capital (MRC) for his next sci-fi movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. The bad news is that his  next movie isn’t going to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;District 10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is great news!  I loved District 9.  No, really I did.  I'd love to see a District 10.  I even have two fairly solid ideas how a sequel could play out (One's more solid than the other), and a third idea that merges the two.  But I can't help but wonder if we need a District 10.  I'd be the first in line if you made it (especially if it was based on my ideas), but what if there was just District 9.  What if there never was an AVP.  Trust me, those ideas are linked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISTRICT 10! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marketsaw.blogspot.com/2010/04/exclusive-weta-update-mortal-engines-in.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Market Saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"DISTRICT 10 (Production title at least)  is now in pre-production with filming to start in the October time frame this year.  Shooting locations will be South Africa  once again as well as New Zealand. There has been no word on whether it will be shot  in S3D or not as of yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You will be the first to know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Peter Jackson is  again producing the sequel with Neill Blomkamp directing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  Ignore the above, you're making District 10!  Fuck yeah!  I think making two films at once is risky, but I bet you could pull it off.  Sci-fi vs sci-fi.  Maybe you could even share assets.  I mean that shit is tight!  Look at how secure the article is.  PJ producing again!  Right on!  Is it going to be S3D seems to be the only real question (goodfuckingmuppets, I'm getting tired of everything needing to be in 3D).  A little worried for your health...but you can probably pull off two flicks at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 3:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FUCKING HOBBIT?!?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/new/Neill-Blomkamp-Already-Hired-To-Direct-The-Hobbit-19131.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;CinemBlend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonering.net/torwp/2010/06/18/37113-is-neill-blomkamp-the-next-hobbit-director-maybe/"&gt;The  One Ring&lt;/a&gt; has picked up something from a spy who tells them that  Neill Blomkamp is on board to direct &lt;i&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/i&gt;.  They haven’t  been able to verify the rumor yet, but they seem pretty confident, and  when it comes to Middle Earth, there’s no one better about getting this  stuff right than them. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Gandalf's taint.  Too much, too fucking much.  Have you seen a middle earth movie?  that shit takes time.  You have to forge like a billion arrow points, and each has a fucking story on them.  You can't make this your third.  I mean, shit, you'd make a great Hobbit, but at the same time as your other two projects?  Good fuck, no.  You might as well hug Sauron's vagina eye and hope for the best.  You're going to get burned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Neill, for your sake; slow down.  3 films at once is too much.  I hated to be the one to have to tell you this, but all the warning signs were there, and somebody had to do something.  Make one film for now, maybe a video or two.  Rolling up three flciks at once is pure madness, and the street value of all that film could break the bank.  Before you know it, you could be directing Money Tree and Sleep Country ads from an editing van down by the river.  So, slow up.  One at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your concerned friend;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7506719274555277162?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7506719274555277162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/intervention.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7506719274555277162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7506719274555277162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/intervention.html' title='INTERVENTION!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3163863853557768501</id><published>2010-06-15T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:21:18.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Axe Man Cometh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/axeMan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 426px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/axeMan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Neill!  Check it out!  My office park is in the &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.king5.com/news/local/Police-searching-for-man-who-bashed-door-of-business-96396959.html"&gt;news!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're on lock down.  Can't leave the building.  There's cops and everything.  Even a chopper.  The sketch above is who I think it is.  I mean, I have no proof, just a guess.  I'm also guessing he has debt issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably some whacked out stalker freak.  Probably has a blog, but there's nothing on it but a one sided conversation and wild tangent rants.  Know what I mean?  Hello?  Hellllllooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm going to get some lunch.  Fuck the lock down, I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, lookit that guy.  Nice hockey mask dumbass!  You're on the wrong side of the border douche!  How about I give  you a slapshot to the--OH SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug Ass and Elbows Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3163863853557768501?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3163863853557768501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/axe-man-cometh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3163863853557768501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3163863853557768501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/axe-man-cometh.html' title='The Axe Man Cometh...'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-3841983933545929533</id><published>2010-06-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:13:58.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pchow Pchow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/derelictTankWalker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 286px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/derelictTankWalker.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neill!  Sup' homey?  Things going well?  Sorry I've been away from the blog.  Crazy work/family time .  School's wrapping up and my baby is going to be a first grader!  It's insane.  They're really growing.  I'm going to put them in tupperware containers to slow it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took on a bunch of projects at once....and now am playing catch up.  They are all awesome though, and all learning experiences.  What is the opposite for the phrase "When it rains it pours"?  You know, when it's positive.  When it suns...it sunn-i-ers...it burns?  Shit, I don't know.  It's all super great is what I'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to normal now though.  I almost didn't post today; I have a copy of Left 4 Dead I've been meaning to play since Christmas.  I was going to do that, but noticed that a few hundred more people were looking at this blog per day than just a few weeks ago.  Wha' happened?  How'd they find us?    So I figured, I could crank something out and post it at lunch...which is over in three minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically an old tank in some bombed out future shitty city.  I mashed photo's of soviet tanks and a hind on top of each other, and brought out the mech shape from that.  Super quick and dirty.  That's it.  Minutes left...uh....what can I talk about...um.....gee...OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how come asparagus can taste so good (grilled with a tad bit of salt)  but make your pee smell so bad.  I mean SO BAD.  I ate a lot of asparagus last night.  Now I'm embarrassed to pee in the restroom.  IT STINKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug peestinker Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-3841983933545929533?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/3841983933545929533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/pchow-pchow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3841983933545929533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/3841983933545929533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/pchow-pchow.html' title='Pchow Pchow!'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-7453611707186468305</id><published>2010-06-02T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:21:49.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eff U BP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/bp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 232px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/bp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo, yo, yo!  What's up Neill?  Shit, been awhile.  I just have been crazy busy.  Good busy, just busy.  You know, you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at lunch today I was fuming.  Look at this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EIA_sL4cSlo&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;fucker&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that shit?  'I would like my life back'?  Really?  I can think of 11 oil rig workers and their families that would really like to get their lives back.  You cunt stick fucker.  You pile of shit.  Are you really that tone deaf?  Are you that fucking dumb?  If you're just evil; like cartoony evil; well then shit, I'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what to do with you guys.  I have an idea.  Don't worry, I'm not someone who thinks you should be killed or anything.    I don't know you.  As much as your company is making my skin crawl; maybe you guys in person are not so bad.  I don't know.  My guess is that you punt puppy's into a turbine to blow off steam; but shit, I don't know.  Still, you can't walk away from this scott free.  I think we should use  the letters B and P to figure out your punishment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought Butt Plugs.  But there's plenty of people who actually enjoy those.  I mean they make them for a reason, right?  Then I thought Bubonic Plague, but that goes to the whole killing thing I'm not really into.  But then...it came to me.  Two simple words that equal a lot of discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt Pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll launch a Butt Pigeon a day into your anus'..anus's...shit where does that apostrophe go...at any rate you're all getting pigeons up your butt.  Now inserting the air cannon to launch the pigeon into your rectum probably won't be too fun, but I'm guessing the pigeon scrambling to crawl out of your anus will be even less enjoyable.  Then again, I don't know you.  Maybe you'll dig this it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fuck you, dickwad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!  Neill, dude, I'm so sorry.  this should be an e-mail to you but instead went to Tony "BP" Cuntwad Fucker.  I think that's his name.  Sorry man, next one is for you I swear.  No but pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Tony; I genuinely hope that you are a better person than you seem to be on video.  For my hopes and beliefs into the whole human race, I hope you're better than you seem to be.  Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-7453611707186468305?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/7453611707186468305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/eff-u-bp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7453611707186468305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/7453611707186468305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/06/eff-u-bp.html' title='Eff U BP'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-8797604220016608695</id><published>2010-05-04T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:24:12.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blarggity Blarg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/alsin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 280px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/alsin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-n-n-n-neill!  How goes it man.  Here's a quicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need more aliens with hamburger faces.  Doesn't that guys face look like you could fry it up on a grill?  Make a few patty's and serve it to the boys?  Well you can't, because it would taste like shit!  Bamblonians (Is that a generic enough sounding alien name?)  would taste like bile and vinegar shaken in a metal tin full of arsenic.  What?  Yeah, I know what arsenic taste like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gots enemies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-8797604220016608695?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/8797604220016608695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/05/blarggity-blarg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8797604220016608695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/8797604220016608695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/05/blarggity-blarg.html' title='Blarggity Blarg'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2374149162269387459.post-4754187774859443444</id><published>2010-04-28T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:27:40.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>District Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dougbot.com/forum/exoSketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 177px;" src="http://dougbot.com/forum/exoSketch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo, yo, yo , yo!  What's up dawg?  See what I did there.  I went with dawg, instead of dog.  It's cooler.  I think the kids say 'punk rock' now.  Like, 'that's so punk rock.'  So calling you 'dawg' is so 'punk rock'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Neill, here's a quicky lunch sketch.  I'm going to be the first to say that I have not been on board with the whole 'aliens come back to kill us' idea for D10.  There just didn't seem much there.  But then I really started thinking about it.  It would be awesome seeing exo-suits decked out with missile pods and heavy communication equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really gets my juices flowing is the idea of the young aliens born on earth siding with us.  Since this is there home, despite having been subjugated to a tent city for the last few years.  Mix that with a Wikus and Christopher storyline, maybe Wikus sneaking onto a mothership; shit, there's actually a lot of cool ways to do this.  You have to convince Sharlto to wear the silly suit though.  He needs to be the Jason Cope in this flick.  Don't worry Mr. Cope, your Grey Bradman character is going to be the Wikus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need is financing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2374149162269387459-4754187774859443444?l=pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/feeds/4754187774859443444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/district-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4754187774859443444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2374149162269387459/posts/default/4754187774859443444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pleaselookatmeneillblomkamp.blogspot.com/2010/04/district-something.html' title='District Something'/><author><name>Doug Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01535468817782020373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2H45yOe25dw/TEiXUG3QszI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GB2N1to-oww/S220/AA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
