Prism Spider is the result of a freak accident in which a radioactive spider mated with a piece of a super radioactive crystal, forming the monstrosity you see here! ... Lame, I know, thats all I got.
5/12/09
Prism Spider!
Prism Spider is the result of a freak accident in which a radioactive spider mated with a piece of a super radioactive crystal, forming the monstrosity you see here! ... Lame, I know, thats all I got.
4/9/09
Thanks Magnet Mafia
So apparently, The Magnet Mafia did a blog post on Peety about 2yrs ago and I had no idea. I am so out of the loop, i'm even out of my own loop. I'm puttin the pic up anyway because I never got one of him on the street and now I'm really happy. Plus, check out the Mafia they're awesome.
4/8/09
Lost Creation
This guy was a failed Russian space probe, got kicked out for his $100,000 a week rocket fuel addiction, and wound up on my doorstep. I didn't know what to do with him so I kicked him to the curb somewhere in 5 points area. He's kinda the black sheep of the monster crew.
Just in case...
U wanted to see where the Monster majik happens (which you don't, cuz no one actually looks at this blog except for me, and I don't really care about pictures of my own room) then here ya go!
Prism Spider in the works. nice.
PRESS ACTION
THE DENVER EGOTIST gave me some cred. awesome.
it was a little while ago but i'm still putting it up anyway.
it was a little while ago but i'm still putting it up anyway.
3/31/09
Monster Portfolio
This is Porty, he is a squat little fellow who mostly hops around trying not to get squished. He has a strange problem with stickin his tongue into CD drives. This is probably because all his brain power and memories are contained within his tongue. Strange, but after millions of years of evolution, turns out this is the safest place for his species to develop their brains. Unfortunately, all his favorite foods such as Sour Patch Kids and Hot Tamales give him serious brain damage when he eats them.
2/4/09
Shop till you drop.
Thank you Crate&Barrel for the box, and the opportunity to subvert overblown consumerism... not to say that I don't buy worthless shit all the time or really wish I had a sweet condo full of Crate&Barrel accessories and furniture.
1/22/09
PEETY
Peety enjoys thrift stores, plastic vegetation, dirty alleys and ingesting all kinds of grungy dumpster finds. Actually, he reminds me alot of this homeless guy my old dumbass roommates invited over one time. It was about 4-5 years ago now, we were living off Federal and Colfax. He downed the better half of a handle of McCormik's Vodka (w/in 10min. flat), tore his shirt off and started belting Cat Scratch Fever by "The Nuge." Literally, the words cat, scratch, and fever with alittle "Duh NUH nuh NUUH" after it, were the only words that left his mouth for what seemed like hours. Eventually, we fooled his incoherent ass to stumble out the back gate and onto the street leaving us in peace.
ShuShuMush
Shushumush slinked out of the ocean a couple years ago with a broken china crash cymbal and a few chewed-up drumsticks. Needless to say, he immediately began drumming for a long line of disappointing alternative rock groups; you know, the kind where everyone is pretty good except the singer. It's like you really don't want to hurt the guys feelings and he's a good friend and usually brings the beer to practice but every time he sings outside of his 4note range you could literally rip the vestibular cochlea nerve right out of your head ending your ability to perceive sound for, like, ever. Eventually, after trying to get his annoying girlfriend to tell him how bad he his (which never works) the band slowly gets less and less gigs untill it crumbles apart and the drummer and guitar player start a new band initiating the cycle all over again... Anyway, after a brief stint in the underground punk scene, he now seeks to expand his horizons buying used synthesizers and other various electronic elements to form his solo neo-future-grunge-core-electro-pop project.
Last spotted at a park in Denver, Colorado, the Amish Cyclops (not to be confused with any cyclops' out there who may posses magic abilities or giant stature etc, etc..) has been on the run from his community after being exiled and eventually chased out of his town. Outraged by his overtly blasphemous skin tone and little squeelly voice, the townspeople forced him to leave as soon as he could crawl himself out. He now peddles for money with a clever math riddle he learned from a hooker in Nevada.
1/21/09
GAPPY
Gappy was my first, he is just so damn suave and charming, it was impossible to say no. He stole my heart then ran off down 13th ave never to be seen again.
Litterbug
This little bastard is seriously a slacker. He is made out of kitchen organizational products a.k.a. "Tupperware" and yet is completely incapable of keeping things tidy and clean. I spent probably 5 hours cleaning my apartment and within a few hours he had tore the place up. Trash was everywhere, all my art supplies were left out, Ritz crackers, empty soda cans, candy wrappers, joint roaches, and crumbled pieces of PB&J sandwiches were all over the place and he wouldn't even apologize. He just kept saying "I'm not even real, I don't even have lungs or a functioning mouth to get high with and eat all that junk food" and I was like "well fuck off, because I don't have motivational problems that force me to sit around all day gettin high not accomplishing shit like you do" and he was like "dude i'm not even saying anything because i'm made out of trash you found in your dumpster" and I was like.... well actually I decided at that point to put the bubbler down and take a nap.
Rawky
Rawky has continually obsessed over the scene in Rocky where Rocky drinks raw eggs and runs up stairs. Rawky loves to mimic Rocky but, unfortunately, is only a biped (or whatever it's called when you only have two appendages, im almost positive it's not biped but im not gonna look it up even though I probably could have figured it out in the time it took to write this) and doesn't have any legs so mostly he relies on passing citizens to transport him around or occasionally he manages to slime his way up buildings screaming Rocky!! (cuz he really couldn't care less about Adrian) and chugging up to 15 eggs per day even though his intestinal tract is incapable of digesting them resulting in...well...it's not important. Keep living the Rocky dream Rawky! .....worst..monster story...ever!
1/12/09
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