Where is Lawryde

My lack of posting isn't because I've secretly met another group of people who read the boring crap that happens in my life. I wouldn't treat you like that, I swear.

No, I've just kind of been busy following our downward spiral into financial anarchy, posting on the Attachment Parenting of Peoria message board (I guess I may be cheating on you a bit), saving the world one hydraulic system at a time at work, starting to believe that maybe the American dream and the amazing thing that is America may actually happen if/when Obama is elected president, planning my sweet ass Halloween costume, getting excited for Guitar Hero 4 coming out, and perhaps the most important and time consuming thing, growing my hair out. I'm hoping to get here:



Then here:


Having a kick ass sweatband collection is my main draw to having long hair.

and finally perhaps here:



Don't think I'd end up gong that long, but the burning heart thing is cool.

Picture Art

First you have to know...not fear...know that some day you're gonna' die.



Look how nice my calves look. Pet cemeteries are fun. I named the dog "Deady".



Contemplating this rotten assignment.



...and that has made all the difference...



He may look like he's asleep, but his heart is full of rage.