<?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-2269673457612204444</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:05:02.779-08:00</updated><category term='Ashtaroth'/><category term='Birthday Cards'/><category term='assignment flip flops zombies monsters brainsorbet ashtaroth'/><category term='Album Cover'/><category term='Brainsorbet'/><category term='Maleena'/><category term='Charlie The Unicorn'/><title type='text'>BRAINSORBET</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-7561640932119089402</id><published>2009-07-13T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:50:57.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my final fundamental graphic design assignment, I am supposed to create a series of postcards under one theme, and I went with "Smoking Sucks" . EHHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls21oRfGCI/AAAAAAAAAss/FxRSxlYjRew/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls21oRfGCI/AAAAAAAAAss/FxRSxlYjRew/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357936476659062818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"It's Killing You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Done with drawing pens and red paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If anyone's guessing what's stabbing through his right man-tit, it's an over-sized cigarette. I'm sorry if it's too offensive, this includes the beer belly and the pubes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls21J1BhOI/AAAAAAAAAsk/NPPC4hdRP7Y/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls21J1BhOI/AAAAAAAAAsk/NPPC4hdRP7Y/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357936468486620386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Smokescream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Done with colour pencils, drawing pens, and gray paint for the smoky background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And no, the running red things aren't testicles. Sure smoking can lead  to infertility, but those are really lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls205aoY1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/X3_heNAX8sc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls205aoY1I/AAAAAAAAAsc/X3_heNAX8sc/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357936464080954194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Your Time Is Running Out, Smoke It Down Faster"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Done with drawing pens, colour pencils, and some red paint for the blood in the hourglass, splats and the red smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The hourglass represents the human body, that's why it's leaking out blood. Or maybe I just did that 'cause an hourglass running on blood is f-in awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls20n8cDJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/cWEA2jdxGJY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls20n8cDJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/cWEA2jdxGJY/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357936459390913682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smoke Bomb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Done with drawing pens and poster colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my lecturer's personal favourite 'cause she thought this is different from my usual style of drawing, with the cartoony approach and modern, bright colours. Or at least that's what she said. Thanks Ms. Bridget :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these aren't too offensive to all of you, my smoking friends. Ehehehe. Not that I've anything against you smokers,  it's just that most of my ideas pretty much revolved around the theme above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaooo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2269673457612204444-7561640932119089402?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/7561640932119089402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/07/cancer-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7561640932119089402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7561640932119089402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/07/cancer-cards.html' title='Cancer Cards'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sls21oRfGCI/AAAAAAAAAss/FxRSxlYjRew/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-190325622001328102</id><published>2009-07-03T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:26:23.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEE-SER</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sk4cxRoP-eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/cNB6e4QSFqg/s1600-h/teeser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sk4cxRoP-eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/cNB6e4QSFqg/s320/teeser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354248639861488098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will be hitting soft cotton real, real soon ;) . If you think you like what you see, better act fast cause they're as limited as McD's old Samurai Burger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2269673457612204444-190325622001328102?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/190325622001328102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/07/tee-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/190325622001328102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/190325622001328102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/07/tee-ser.html' title='TEE-SER'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sk4cxRoP-eI/AAAAAAAAAr8/cNB6e4QSFqg/s72-c/teeser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-2328426050962478275</id><published>2009-06-15T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:02:00.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignment flip flops zombies monsters brainsorbet ashtaroth'/><title type='text'>Zombies Don't Run Cause They Ain't Got No Comfy Flip Flops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my college assignment asked me to design a pair of flip flops, which emphasized more on the soles rather than the overall design, but what the heck, here what I came up with, and as predicted, it's zombie-inspired :) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the straps :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjayPEzILxI/AAAAAAAAArk/3wjUNR5IHBI/s1600-h/Image419,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjayPEzILxI/AAAAAAAAArk/3wjUNR5IHBI/s320/Image419,.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657579605012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH the straps :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjayPZqQNII/AAAAAAAAArs/oxN7p8VMieA/s1600-h/Imagmme750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjayPZqQNII/AAAAAAAAArs/oxN7p8VMieA/s320/Imagmme750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657585204933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjaylCezOpI/AAAAAAAAAr0/KQxHcnbCQYs/s1600-h/Image77m7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjaylCezOpI/AAAAAAAAAr0/KQxHcnbCQYs/s320/Image77m7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657956940003986" 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/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjaxtguMpkI/AAAAAAAAArM/72dN8TudeoI/s1600-h/Imagme774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjaxtguMpkI/AAAAAAAAArM/72dN8TudeoI/s320/Imagme774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657002984973890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sole :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sjaxt0naEDI/AAAAAAAAArU/3kDzhgLw5r0/s1600-h/aImage755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sjaxt0naEDI/AAAAAAAAArU/3kDzhgLw5r0/s320/aImage755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657008325201970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The top was painted with Buncho poster colours, and soon sprayed with clear spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The straps were made up with pink Play Doh and was wrapped around a wire frame. The little eyeballs  were bought from an art shop in One Utama. Sprayed with clear spray to give it shine and further harden the Play Doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sole is made up of bunch of folded green manila cards on a pink sticker paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial idea was to stick a little fake brain I found at the 5 ringgit japanese shop located at the top floor of The Curve, for an extra padding but the deadline did not allow. Oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one fine sunny day, this baby MIGHT just actually be wearable &gt;:D . Anyone who wants one must click-spam on the ads on my blog for I can gain money to start making em' ! .  EHEHEHHE jaykay jaykay lowl.&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/2269673457612204444-2328426050962478275?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/2328426050962478275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombies-dont-run-cause-they-aint-got-no.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/2328426050962478275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/2328426050962478275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombies-dont-run-cause-they-aint-got-no.html' title='Zombies Don&apos;t Run Cause They Ain&apos;t Got No Comfy Flip Flops'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SjayPEzILxI/AAAAAAAAArk/3wjUNR5IHBI/s72-c/Image419,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-8863748714092691698</id><published>2009-05-20T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:23:16.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg-sclusive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For Mother's day, I did a little somethin' somethin' . Since she likes Hatchlings (an app on facebook which the purpose is to collect pretty eggs) , I decided to make these :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRr09A7EuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/4TH1cOge6o4/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRr09A7EuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/4TH1cOge6o4/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010015816684258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her own very personal collection of Hatchlings,&lt;br /&gt;An egg-y replica of our family, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVKltm8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/f84Z99SxP_w/s1600-h/Image0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVKltm8I/AAAAAAAAAnU/f84Z99SxP_w/s320/Image0215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010569216465858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxTDa0lI/AAAAAAAAAn8/PbMf1h1SR68/s1600-h/papa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxTDa0lI/AAAAAAAAAn8/PbMf1h1SR68/s320/papa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017649594651218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard paper cut and coloured black for the moustache, beard and glasses&lt;br /&gt;And I sliced the top of a shuttlecock for the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kopiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" .&lt;br /&gt;Drew the eyes and mouth using a permanent marker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVBONnBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/erxS4X0ZQoo/s1600-h/Image0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVBONnBI/AAAAAAAAAnc/erxS4X0ZQoo/s320/Image0217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010566701980690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxFEc99I/AAAAAAAAAns/GOOeSbwaCvA/s1600-h/DSC05724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxFEc99I/AAAAAAAAAns/GOOeSbwaCvA/s320/DSC05724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017645840889810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done the glasses with a cut hard paper, which later coloured brown,&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed the egg in a sock, which then the excess is cut for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Tudung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVDz7VBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pMIom1rShCQ/s1600-h/Image0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVDz7VBI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pMIom1rShCQ/s320/Image0213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010567397037074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShR0Rapn_AI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vK-WLk4CSRQ/s1600-h/meee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShR0Rapn_AI/AAAAAAAAAoM/vK-WLk4CSRQ/s320/meee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338019300901387266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eyes, mouth, eyebrows, hair all drawn by a permanent marker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVY785wI/AAAAAAAAAnk/D5a2K4OwT_s/s1600-h/Image0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRsVY785wI/AAAAAAAAAnk/D5a2K4OwT_s/s320/Image0218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338010573067839234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxbQdhMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/jLQ9zrntTkw/s1600-h/DSC05672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRyxbQdhMI/AAAAAAAAAn0/jLQ9zrntTkw/s320/DSC05672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017651796837570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil' Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much done the same way as above, only with a red marker for the lips and the signature&lt;br /&gt;Siti Nurhaliza's mole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2269673457612204444-8863748714092691698?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/8863748714092691698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/egg-sclusive.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/8863748714092691698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/8863748714092691698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/egg-sclusive.html' title='Egg-sclusive'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShRr09A7EuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/4TH1cOge6o4/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-7679378610527800820</id><published>2009-05-17T15:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:57:48.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinkle On Some Sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, this is the first ever debut of the kreamy, killer kupcake, (Yes, I know there were red squiggly lines under those words when I was writing this) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShCS17rEt7I/AAAAAAAAAms/HRifbljW7OU/s1600-h/Image334%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShCS17rEt7I/AAAAAAAAAms/HRifbljW7OU/s320/Image334%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336927013683115954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShCS2NBB4WI/AAAAAAAAAm0/YlVf5mJ8u8k/s1600-h/Sprinkles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShCS2NBB4WI/AAAAAAAAAm0/YlVf5mJ8u8k/s320/Sprinkles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336927018338607458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sprinkles's First&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with Pentell's fabric crayons on a cotton long-sleeved shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done last year for my sister's birthday. Bought her an RM 5 bright orange beret for her last, last year's birthday. Well, she did wear this one out the tomorrow itself, to prove that it is appreciated. Unlike the rm5 orange beret which I bought for her last, last birthday which she never ever put on. EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkles graced another shirt tho, but it wasn't done by me, and I haven't even seen it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see &lt;a href="http://mypapercigar.livejournal.com"&gt;Iman&lt;/a&gt;'s version of it :D . And I'll be waiting for your M-16 dueling grizzly too ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2269673457612204444-7679378610527800820?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/7679378610527800820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/sprinkle-on-some-sugar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7679378610527800820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7679378610527800820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/sprinkle-on-some-sugar.html' title='Sprinkle On Some Sugar'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ShCS17rEt7I/AAAAAAAAAms/HRifbljW7OU/s72-c/Image334%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-752959329457112805</id><published>2009-05-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:05:11.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie The Unicorn'/><title type='text'>Blow The Candle Charlieeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make birthday cards too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for my favourite cousin, Bahnan (y) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he loves Charlie The Unicorn, and a strange fascination towards the very disturbing green creature :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgslJfx_fVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/w7cIyphxer4/s1600-h/green.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgslJfx_fVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/w7cIyphxer4/s320/green.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335399028630715730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgslJkxEVnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/O6MVK98pl_o/s1600-h/green+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgslJkxEVnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/O6MVK98pl_o/s320/green+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335399029969016434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The dude and the most annoying bananas in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I decided to make a card that looked like, THIS ! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgshoOpSZEI/AAAAAAAAAmU/BMjUjiakmE0/s1600-h/DSC01662-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgshoOpSZEI/AAAAAAAAAmU/BMjUjiakmE0/s320/DSC01662-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335395158560236610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Put a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bahnan&lt;/span&gt;-na in you earr !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Done with colour pencils on paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, added a lil' bloody personal touch, if this version were the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that met Charlie, let's just say he'll be losing more vital parts,  like how he lost his kidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made another one too, for my lovely little niece, Sophie's first ever birthday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgshoPMChyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/LKoKptnI0ss/s1600-h/Image910-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgshoPMChyI/AAAAAAAAAmM/LKoKptnI0ss/s320/Image910-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335395158705997602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SOPHIE &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with colour pencils on paper too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; If I were to include monsters and gore, she'd be cryin' all day even when the A&amp;amp;W bear comes&lt;br /&gt;(She held her party at A&amp;amp;W) .&lt;br /&gt; Or at least made her cry louder.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2269673457612204444-752959329457112805?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/752959329457112805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-candle-charlieeeeee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/752959329457112805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/752959329457112805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-candle-charlieeeeee.html' title='Blow The Candle Charlieeeeee'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SgslJfx_fVI/AAAAAAAAAmc/w7cIyphxer4/s72-c/green.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-7806378932468341430</id><published>2009-05-02T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:22:58.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Album Cover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brainsorbet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maleena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ashtaroth'/><title type='text'>Maleena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the album cover I designed for Maleena :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRONT :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SfyoqyaPCvI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NIEFkj7c11o/s1600-h/maleena+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SfyoqyaPCvI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NIEFkj7c11o/s320/maleena+front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331321511939607282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/88/l_09219b7c6745429f9eb4e75a304030a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/88/l_09219b7c6745429f9eb4e75a304030a6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maleena Album Art (Front and Back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with Adobe Illustrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As predicted, my original idea was to let the ones that pukes and receives the pink and yellow rainbow were monsters. Hah. But then Zul gave the idea of stick persons instead :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check them out at :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/maleenamusic"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/maleenamusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a fan of Estrella, Yuna and other talented local female acts, you guys should really give them a listen :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome, awesome stuff (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/110/l_84df2cdcb4c0408397b2c4ab51941b1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/110/l_84df2cdcb4c0408397b2c4ab51941b1e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imran, Maleena, and Zul promoting the CD's (and my work too he-he)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/72/l_509ca374971547b5965b78bde352053f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/72/l_509ca374971547b5965b78bde352053f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/66/l_fc88418e69d348cfa3878e547d6f9a58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 450px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/66/l_fc88418e69d348cfa3878e547d6f9a58.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2269673457612204444-7806378932468341430?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/7806378932468341430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/maleena.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7806378932468341430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/7806378932468341430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/05/maleena.html' title='Maleena'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SfyoqyaPCvI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NIEFkj7c11o/s72-c/maleena+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-5595195929348350876</id><published>2009-04-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:16:00.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprinkly Wrinkly Pink Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One DTP (Desktop Publishing) assignment, asked us to make our own character using whatever we've learned on using Adobe Illustrator. Although equipped with only the basics, but what the heck, you still can do LOADSZZSZ-of things with them basics. What nifty thingymajiggy the AI is, here's my character :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Sprinkles The Killer Kupcake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6uRyZ7zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0j0OpiWqpXU/s1600-h/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6uRyZ7zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0j0OpiWqpXU/s320/untitled1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324234119949446962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6uvlhPJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SWweBGCPWf4/s1600-h/Sprinkles+without+background+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6uvlhPJI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SWweBGCPWf4/s320/Sprinkles+without+background+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324234127948463250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the background :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6u7VlgRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ttu44NZyasA/s1600-h/Sprinkles+JPEG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6u7VlgRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ttu44NZyasA/s320/Sprinkles+JPEG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324234131102859538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Sprinkles The Killer Kupcake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The first picture's done with pencil, and two and three, both are made with Adobe Illustrator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, here's a summary on sweet lil's sprinkly Sprinkles :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sprinkles, was once a very scrumptious looking cupcake. With his candy pink icing, rainbow coloured sprinkles scattered on top, and the red-blood cherry cutely resting on his head, he thought he would go off the shelf the moment he came out fresh from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Time passed on by, he saw everything around him, all the cupcakes, the cakes, the pastries, the creme brulee's, everything, being bought to all the sweet-toothed customers. But he didn't fret, he felt happy for his friends, he knew his time, to be gobbled up, and spread his super sweetness will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He waited, and waited, til' one day, the day, everything that rests on shelves fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FRIGGIN' EXPIRY DATE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally dawned on him. He, no, longer, was edible. He couldn't get it, he knew he looked delicious, but why in the world, noone wanted to eat him up. The only way he could stay  sweet, is to resolve to the ever comforting caress of Mother Vengeance. Yes, the only thing sweeter than a cake, is to SPLOP(!) the cake hard, on a face that had done bad things to you, and that thing is called, sweet, sweeet revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rose, like a zombie, with one thing in mind, now that people can't eat him no more, he's out to eat people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sweet logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ZE END ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And no, the assignment did not ask to make up a story for the character, but for randomness's sake, oh what the hekk :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-5595195929348350876?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/5595195929348350876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/04/sprinkly-wrinkly-pink-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5595195929348350876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5595195929348350876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/04/sprinkly-wrinkly-pink-things.html' title='Sprinkly Wrinkly Pink Things'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SeN6uRyZ7zI/AAAAAAAAAh8/0j0OpiWqpXU/s72-c/untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-5617271370438288452</id><published>2009-04-07T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:02:17.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinning Things To Tins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sdu-gWHrJxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/24YEhm_O_to/s1600-h/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sdu-gWHrJxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/24YEhm_O_to/s320/ff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322056847571232530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Anna Roxia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with charcoal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies go to proms too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-5617271370438288452?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/5617271370438288452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinning-things-to-tins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5617271370438288452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5617271370438288452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinning-things-to-tins.html' title='Thinning Things To Tins'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sdu-gWHrJxI/AAAAAAAAAhA/24YEhm_O_to/s72-c/ff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-3511321025669569618</id><published>2009-03-31T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:38:36.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck The Luck Out Of Chuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the random sketches I've made at college :) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu1ydEHcI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bkkqmP_oG7A/s1600-h/NOMNOM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu1ydEHcI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bkkqmP_oG7A/s320/NOMNOM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319435980233776578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NYUMNYUM (!)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawn with a ball-pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the half-erased cookie. Take that as a sneak peak of the work I've yet to post here ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu10iqeJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/o2WJhUIbJGc/s1600-h/Image898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu10iqeJI/AAAAAAAAAgY/o2WJhUIbJGc/s320/Image898.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319435980794132626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haii Thehrr Pghitii&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Flirter, soon to be implemented in Left 4 Dead. Like the Smoker, only he'll pull you in with his rotting sweet pick-up lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu2UvkPqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zqdaCXoJrtU/s1600-h/Image901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu2UvkPqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zqdaCXoJrtU/s320/Image901.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319435989438185122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I LAAAHVVYIUU"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with charcoal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perfect to counter-attack the goosebumps that "I love you" usually sends off, out of either abusing it with cheesiness, or maybe just plainly the magic of em with the disturbing image of the crossdresser who thinks he's Wilma from Flinstones.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font size="0.5px"&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/2269673457612204444-3511321025669569618?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/3511321025669569618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/suck-luck-out-of-chuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/3511321025669569618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/3511321025669569618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/suck-luck-out-of-chuck.html' title='Suck The Luck Out Of Chuck.'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdJu1ydEHcI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/bkkqmP_oG7A/s72-c/NOMNOM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-3634160279581913486</id><published>2009-03-30T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T12:52:15.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthy Worthy Filth</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, I went to this KL Design Week at CapSquare. It was the first time I've been there, and I've to say it made quite an impression. The place looks awesome, architectural wise, and the vibe's awesome too. But it scores more points on the outdoors section, like The Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the KL Design Week thing, there were loadsa creative works, and innovative ideas. Like, the Wall, which is based on the idea of creating custom stickers for your wall. Oh and the free green-coloured drink, which I think was Jasmine tea, tasted nice (y) . Before it's starting to sound a little too random for an art blog. Lemme cut to the chase :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one wooden wall, where everyone is allowed to doodle on. My left hand was itching the moment I saw it. Made itchier when Eddy said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mesti kau nak lukis kan ?&lt;/span&gt;" . Eventually I did :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdEVZDYrytI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xn5BS_NI1j8/s1600-h/earth+our.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdEVZDYrytI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xn5BS_NI1j8/s320/earth+our.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319056155051018962" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0"&gt;"Get used to the dark like us"&lt;br /&gt;Done with two markers, with one almost running out of ink but was awesome for shading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme was earth hour, I'm not sure if my drawing would convince anyone to close their lights off, in fear of seeing that face the moment they turn the lights on back again. Oh and the name of the dude's Marcus :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was approached by one of the staff of the event, asking me this and that, and finally came to a point that they'll contact me if there's any upcoming events and will ask me if I'd like to send any designs to be displayed. HEEEEEEE, uhm, yeah, that's a good a start ain't it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check this out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Bonyuri Band, or was it Bonjuri Band from Japan, have mercy on mee. But I think they're cool, never thought I could really see those earth-peace-loving hippies (with all the scruffy, earthy get-up) right before my eyes, other than on the TV, and they came equipped with a cute looking tent, with all the neat looking knick-knacks. Kinda regret the fact that I didn't buy anything :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-102285839ada0a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0102285839ada0a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432641%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CA51F6568A280F417550681381D25CAAB7EC94F.141410EACE56C72F1E9F5AE0A2AED1B1A72F537B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D102285839ada0a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmmZaVV1Fdq97nomK6Fvqbn_648E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0102285839ada0a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330432641%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CA51F6568A280F417550681381D25CAAB7EC94F.141410EACE56C72F1E9F5AE0A2AED1B1A72F537B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D102285839ada0a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmmZaVV1Fdq97nomK6Fvqbn_648E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-3634160279581913486?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/3634160279581913486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/earthy-worthy-filth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/3634160279581913486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/3634160279581913486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/earthy-worthy-filth.html' title='Earthy Worthy Filth'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SdEVZDYrytI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Xn5BS_NI1j8/s72-c/earth+our.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-5054212465033827449</id><published>2009-03-25T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T10:28:22.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapped And Trapped Rat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One college assignment asked me to design a wall partition. My initial idea was to make a plain wall, with a vintage wallpaper, and has monster claws coming out from it. But, the lecturer warned me to add variety to my series of works, since the previous ones were monster oriented too. Thus, comes forth the design below :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PROCESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkQNsk2BI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2U7qCKaLy6s/s1600-h/Image837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkQNsk2BI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2U7qCKaLy6s/s320/Image837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317172539781601298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkiGdmKWI/AAAAAAAAAfg/krzO3mnzVuk/s1600-h/Image838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkiGdmKWI/AAAAAAAAAfg/krzO3mnzVuk/s320/Image838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317172847077370210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpjeA_--rI/AAAAAAAAAew/XgQXnfXrulw/s1600-h/Image845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpjeA_--rI/AAAAAAAAAew/XgQXnfXrulw/s320/Image845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317171677379885746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scpjd4rmMMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hErxFE9DAXg/s1600-h/Image847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scpjd4rmMMI/AAAAAAAAAeo/hErxFE9DAXg/s320/Image847.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317171675146891458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scpjd4D5MAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Zh3H013YHC8/s1600-h/Image848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scpjd4D5MAI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Zh3H013YHC8/s320/Image848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317171674980364290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PRODUCT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkiLulw6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/eY6-S-sGVRM/s1600-h/Image849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkiLulw6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/eY6-S-sGVRM/s320/Image849.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317172848490824610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkhhMd8aI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/26R3hKk-EO0/s1600-h/Image850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkhhMd8aI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/26R3hKk-EO0/s320/Image850.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317172837073416610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET ME OUTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand was done with a bunch of rolled up newspapers and &lt;br /&gt;paper mache'd by loads of loo roll (said with Neil Buchanan's accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prison cell was done with a cardboard box, later sprayed with a silver spray paint and red Buncho poster colour for the random, bloody writings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks more like a prop for a haunted house set, rather than a wall partition. But what the heck, you'll be seeing this in my house in 2024. To those who thinks it still looks monster-ish, well it just ain't, that's a human arm reaching out ya hearr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTWWW,  the thingy was inspired by this particular piece by the legendary Neckface :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scppeie2daI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KkFGXUCH8Cc/s1600-h/1820455799_94f9d5c4df_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Scppeie2daI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KkFGXUCH8Cc/s320/1820455799_94f9d5c4df_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317178283437487522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-5054212465033827449?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/5054212465033827449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/tapped-and-trapped-rat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5054212465033827449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5054212465033827449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/tapped-and-trapped-rat.html' title='Tapped And Trapped Rat.'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/ScpkQNsk2BI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2U7qCKaLy6s/s72-c/Image837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-906328423536168894</id><published>2009-03-24T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:59:05.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloated Boat Would Float Then It Explodes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charcoals are a dandy lot, like a pencil it strokes, but UMPH-er do they look.&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the random sketches I've made with the black sticks quite recently :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5ytokrEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/33Kn1eeB3ec/s1600-h/Image886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5ytokrEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/33Kn1eeB3ec/s320/Image886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316844378493594690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a child at heart, or without one&lt;br /&gt;I know you wanna say it's awdoh-rable, if you close one eye on the bruises and the bloated belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5yf5uZeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/8NgndSWbPpU/s1600-h/Image879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5yf5uZeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/8NgndSWbPpU/s320/Image879.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316844374807438818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Well Soon Cek Mek&lt;br /&gt;Did this for Mek Seksi when her eyes were &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sepet&lt;/span&gt; 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5yFe-9CI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wbQx1wtDzAk/s1600-h/Image875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5yFe-9CI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/wbQx1wtDzAk/s320/Image875.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316844367715955746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STIKKKK GODAMMITTTT&lt;br /&gt;An advanced get well soon card for Mek, altho it doesn't look like it encourages healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-906328423536168894?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/906328423536168894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloated-boat-would-float-then-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/906328423536168894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/906328423536168894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/bloated-boat-would-float-then-it.html' title='Bloated Boat Would Float Then It Explodes.'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sck5ytokrEI/AAAAAAAAAdg/33Kn1eeB3ec/s72-c/Image886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-4774921645717520739</id><published>2009-03-24T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:03:50.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph Likes To Step On Spikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Just recently I spilled something over a pair of Vans (it's standardized ain't it ? , a pair of slip on's to be called, a Vans ?) , or Pallas for a college mate of mine,Pdil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it looks a little something like this =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckiHp6O20I/AAAAAAAAAcw/hBJ0ywBBtEc/s1600-h/Image888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckiHp6O20I/AAAAAAAAAcw/hBJ0ywBBtEc/s320/Image888.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316818349992106818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;The Green Thing&lt;br /&gt;Done by acrylic&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw, the sloppy blood flow was done on purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes that I've done so far =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkLXc7ubI/AAAAAAAAAdI/S-QwwX4pdT8/s1600-h/Image856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkLXc7ubI/AAAAAAAAAdI/S-QwwX4pdT8/s320/Image856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316820612780112306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;XLR8&lt;br /&gt;Done by acrylic&lt;br /&gt;Did this for as a present for my friend Tira, and she lovessss Ben-10 (and XLR8 particularly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkK_G57rI/AAAAAAAAAdA/OgEqI_-aIHM/s1600-h/DSC03319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkK_G57rI/AAAAAAAAAdA/OgEqI_-aIHM/s320/DSC03319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316820606245269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;Mish-Mash&lt;br /&gt;Done by fabric crayons and fabric markers&lt;br /&gt;This one is my first ever spillage on shoes, and this pair was a present to my friend, Hani (the front portion of the left side, that was Faye's work :) )&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkKUeVNWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AHEUAvojH-o/s1600-h/Image002(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckkKUeVNWI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AHEUAvojH-o/s320/Image002(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316820594800801122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;The Brown Thing&lt;br /&gt;Done by fabric crayons and outlined a little by a black fabric marker&lt;br /&gt;My first ever custom shoes, for myself. Ha-ah, kinda looks like the green thing I know, except it's brown and it's missing a nose. Haha.&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-4774921645717520739?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/4774921645717520739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/steph-likes-to-step-on-spikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/4774921645717520739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/4774921645717520739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/steph-likes-to-step-on-spikes.html' title='Steph Likes To Step On Spikes'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckiHp6O20I/AAAAAAAAAcw/hBJ0ywBBtEc/s72-c/Image888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2269673457612204444.post-5095622872553389764</id><published>2009-03-24T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:02:55.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introntula.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckdpIutccI/AAAAAAAAAco/q-j9zXvE6MM/s1600-h/wazzaph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckdpIutccI/AAAAAAAAAco/q-j9zXvE6MM/s320/wazzaph.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316813427642823106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5px"&gt;WWAHZZAPH !&lt;br /&gt;Charcoal on paper&lt;br /&gt;Did this bitch the moment I'm done writing Introntula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font size="0.5px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the news of successful young business men, and artists, and designers, and etc, piling up on the corner of your oblivious sight range. It will not take long before it burns your spirit up to mark your starting line. And here I am, marking mine with a very humble twig on wet lumpy sand. But it's a starting line nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be posted up here, will ALLL revolve around what comes out from the right side of my brain, thus comes the blog title, which may sound a little disturbing, but that also adds to the overall idea of how my designs are, for they are all ain't too settlin. From random sketches, to marginal masterpieces, this blog/portfolio will be the wall of release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, brush off all the huge expectations on professionalism, I'm just starting out. Give me, and oftenly, my undying habit of procrastinating, mercy. Enjooooooie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2269673457612204444-5095622872553389764?l=brainsorbet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/feeds/5095622872553389764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/introntula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5095622872553389764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2269673457612204444/posts/default/5095622872553389764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsorbet.blogspot.com/2009/03/introntula.html' title='Introntula.'/><author><name>Ashtaroth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08142747058290995116</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/Sby0fdZc7rI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mave0MihGAc/S220/IMG000077.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUTt-mKzmS4/SckdpIutccI/AAAAAAAAAco/q-j9zXvE6MM/s72-c/wazzaph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
