3R Snr was a man that was born for business, he had no time for anything else, cheese was his whole life.
what the hell is this about?
If some of them don't make sense, don't worry, they're probably not meant to. You may notice there will be certain themes along the way and if you know me you'll know why.
Okay, here goes, every day til I'm 39.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Day #280 - Roger R Robertson
3R Snr was a man that was born for business, he had no time for anything else, cheese was his whole life.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Day #279 - Robert R Robertson
Robert was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but he lacked the self confidence the wealthy normally excrete.
Roger was beside himself.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Day #278 - Wan Long Dong
unlike his name suggests he was not well endowed in the trouser department but instead Wan was endowed with an amazing brain, he excelled in the academic world. He was a real self starter and unlike his brother was self driven.
Day #277 - Abbot Xing Lin Dong
Xing Lin Dong had a different path to Abbot-hood than most Abbots before him, you see, Xing Lin Dong didn't enter the monastery until his late teens, he actually entered the monastery seeking asylum, after 4 years he realised he would never leave again, the monastery offered him that which he had never had in his life, structure and order. Unlike his brother Wan Long Dong the great inventor and scientist, Xing Lin Dong was always on the run from the authorities and always in some sort of trouble.When he'd crossed the local triad boss he knew the only place he'd survive would be the temple. So he fled there.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Day #276 - Morten Magnusson
All his life all Morten wanted to be was a warrior, like father before him and father before him.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Day #275 - The Viking Senator
If you are in politics, it’s known you are bad-ass and have an army at your beckon call, whether that be the Chems of the Newppies, the Mafia, the Yakuza (now defunct), the NEWSAMs, or the USSF or a group of Mercenaries.
Mart as his name suggests can trace his ancestry to the Norsemen, his army are the most feared in the melee arena, the true strongest men on earth. Ny·norsk as they refer to themselves have retained the ancient genetic make up of the Vikings and are so ruggedly adaptable to any terrain they are feared like no other. In fact, if you know they are coming for you and you don’t leave, they’ll wipe every trace of you from the planet. Then get drunk and dance the night away.
Ritualistic killers without remorse or fear.
Morten Magnusson was the leader of Ny·norsk and a close friend of the Nevada Senator so when Mart placed the help call out Morten gladly picked up the reigns. This war would be ugly but that's exactly how Mart wanted it, those swine in the NEWSAM had murdered his only son and they would pay.
The NEWSAMs though were no pushovers, they knew that they couldn't stop Ny·norsk in a ground battle so they retreated to their stronghold in Montana. The NEWSAMs were big, in fact next to the Hindus, Muslims and Catholics they were the 4th largest religious groups around and had easily the biggest band. the NEWSAMs were 25 million strong in the New USA and would be a nasty nemesis but Mart had planned it that way, the Ny·norsk carved through every local branch in the country turning the skeleton staff into skeletons. It took 2 years but they finally had the NEWSAMs isolated to their stronghold in Montana, this is were Mart played his masterstroke. Nuclear Weapons had all but disappeared in the early 2200s so a weapon of mass destruction was out of the question. Mart's cunning knew no boundary, he brokered a peace talk with the NEWSAMs within their stronghold, the deal was that he would come alone, in his capacity as senator he had the ability to enter these negotiations with an element of trust by the NEWSAMs (this was still their only weakness).
Once inside the compound Mart explained to the leaders of the NEWSAM that they would all be extinguished for what they did to him, Mart explained that it was personal and that he himself would take the responsibility of the ultimate revenge. You see, the pin that he wore on his lapel that looked like the insignia of the Nevada Senate was in fact a nano tech GPS locator. Mart had been working with the Newppies for the past 4 months to develop this tech, the Geo Thermal Dynamics farms were at this moment channelling all of their stored energy straight upwards, bouncing that energy across the Newppie satellite network and at the moment Mart said his goodbyes and then pressed the button on his lapel pin all of that energy shot down from space into that massive compound in Montana, in the blink of an eye the entire compound and every soul within it became ash.
Mart had cleverly set it up to make the NEWSAMs seem like they did this to themselves in an act of defiance and therefore lost their religious license in Nth America for committing a political assassination and mass murder.
the NEWSAMs were no longer the 4th largest religious group, in fact they'd dropped out of the top 10 behind the Snow Crash Sumerians and just below the Scientologists.
Buddhism was now 4th.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Day #274 - Steck Saunders
Being raised a Newppie was an interesting livelihood, it meant that instead of the usually subjects of Math, Science, Geography etc you instead learned crop rotation, irrigation, sustainability, seed management and chemical warfare. The Organic weapons the Newppies developed were second to none as the production costs were almost nil and they had a renewable ammunition system. The ‘Cucumber Flute’ was the handgun of the Newppies, I’d love to tell you about it but unfortunately it’s design is a closely guarded secret,all I know is that it’s the more powerful than any other handgun or laser you can get, not until you hit the Rail Guns do you surpass its power. Concussion melons are used to brake structures and the rotten flesh of one ‘hound tomato’ would provide enough noxious gas to elimate all animal life in a 50 metre radius. And these were the basic weapons, the Newppies had been developing these weapons for the last 400-500 years and had them refined to the nth degree.
It was ironic that all the genetically modified foods turned to be bland mush that all tasted the same, this happened around 2150 and the Newppies were the only ones with tasty organic unmodified foods and therefore cornered the market and gained a very much upper hand in society, although they were a registered charity they were clearly not a not for profit organisation, they were asset rich and quite the land owners. But they needed to be, geo-thermal dynamic power plants weren’t cheap to operate, solar farms were expensive to maintain and the security of their seeds and methods were paramount and para-military in their defense.
Steck was born into the order, all he knew was the Newppie way of life, outsiders intrigued him as he did not understand their ways but taught them his anyway.
His mother was a 8th generation Newppie but his father was a senator for the state of Nevada, therefore as Steck was born as the result of a love-in with the Newppie fundamentalists whilst Steck’s father was an intern with the state office he had to deny any knowledge of his son when he finally made it to office although he passed several bills to allow the Newppies more control over their lands.
Steck’s father, Mart Saunders was brought to power by a campaign funded by the NEWSAMs, passing bills to allow more control to the Newppies was political suicide which he knew but hey, his son was there so he though ‘fuck em’.
He was not to know that his actions and these bill would be the catalyst that the NEWSAMs would use to aggressively wipe out all traces of the Newppies from the state of Nevada.
Mart was pissed.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Day #273 - Sarah Kael
Sarah lived the party life, all through college she jumped from partner to partner sometimes simultaneously, she lived the college life.
Studying journalism at college was far from where she thought she’d be, nowadays journalism is completely without integrity, since the birth of the internet in the new millennium journalism became to most popular profession and through this true journalism died, the magnates got what they wanted, so many journalists would blog their opinions on things that it was impossible to tell fact from fiction any more, the wealthy employed the best ‘independent’ journalists to help persuade the masses into believing the hype, back around the turn of the century the old ‘rags’ started handing out their journalism documents free of charge at mass public transport junctions, they would pollute people’s minds with their filth, the moguls would sit back and laugh at how easy it was to control the masses, Journalistic control was a new form of religion. Print media and physical books died out around the year 2050, Libraries became solely ‘online entities’ and Journalists were now evangelists.
Sarah was a new evangelist, the power however was emotionally consuming. She would secretly put subliminal messages into her reports just for fun, and watch the reactions of the minions, now that everything was avatar driven in a virtual universe it was easy to conceal or over release emotion. She was a natural and sought after by the largest conglomerates but the load was almost unbearable on her conscience, she’d single handedly persuaded governments to invade other territories just through her words.
She got a taste for the ‘Blue’ and would often complete her assignments whilst completely off her tree.
She needed an outlet, once a week she’d go to the local organic farm and volunteer with the Newppies, a modern verison of the ancient Hippie movement yet with a militant agenda as well, sort of similar to the New Salvation Army Movement but less violent, NEWSAM were bad mother fuckers.
Steck Saunders was her Newppie commandant, he was born and raised a Newppie and knew everything that you could possibly need to know about organic food and weaponry.
The one night wasn’t enough to address her conscience though so under the advice of her online therapist (which was really just a macro) Sarah sought out some of the ancient arts, she stumbled upon a Japanese calligraphy class, she was in love with the humbleness of it the moment her first class began, her teacher was a 63 year old Japanese man whom looked mysterious and rugged yet supremely gentle at the same time. The more she learned about this gentle old man the more she wanted to learn, it was something about his demeanour, he seemingly had nothing but had no concerns over material possessions nor external influences.
Over time their relationship got stronger and she frequented the Newppie Compound less and less.
This irritated Steck.
She decided that she wanted this old Japanese man to be the father of her child, she never wanted a child and knew that she could order one from the ‘Farm’ but the old man was what she found she wanted, she hatched a master plan, she’d get close, when she knew she was ovulating and get him drunk, she’d also take the egg enhancement pill to ensure fertilisation.
Then she put her plan into motion.
She didn’t want the old man to be concerned nor have the burden of raising a child so she decided that night to never see him again. And that’s exactly what she did.
She hired a full time Nurse to assist her during her term and once delivery had taken place the Nurse would be employed until the child reached maturity.
Hideo Ozawa (named after his father) was born.
Sarah had increased her time with the Newppies to 3 nights a week, shortly after Hideo’s 5th birthday Sarah was spending one of her nights at the Newppie compound, the NEWSAMs invaded and wiped the place clean in an act of retaliation, nobody was spared.
Sarah was asset rich so there was a significant trust in place to raise Hideo as well as pay for the nurse to continue to his adulthood. It stipulated in her last will and testament that should Sarah disappear or die then and only then would Hideki be introduced to his son.
Hideki was stunned and excited to discover that he had an heir, he had not seen the woman he loved since that fateful night. He longed for her, it was his guilty pleasure. But parenthood was not his game, he raised Hideo the only way he knew, the samurai way, it was harsh and made Hideo resent his father, when Hideo finally reached manhood he severed ties with his father but his father always kept an eye on him. Hideki could not get across the carpark on that fateful night, in fact he got there only in time to witness his son’s final breath and see the smile in his eyes before he left existence.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Day #272 - Hideki Ozawa
Ozawa-san is and always has been a man of honour, well, except for one night.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Day #271 - Hideo Ozawa
Hideo was a gambler, a business man and a gangster.
Hideo opened the back door of his car and took out his father's Katana, he handed it to Jesus and asked that he accept this gift as a thank you for saving his life. Hideo explained that this was the weapon of a warrior of honour and dignity and that Jesus was far more qualified to possess it than he was. Hideo took Jesus out for a drink and they formed an instant bond. Jesus took Hideo bowling, it was nice to have a friend that wasn't a gangster.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Day #270 - Jesus
What's in a name? When you name your child you really need to consider what reaction that could cause in other people and in your child.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Day #269 - Benny Velasquez
Benny was always on the large side of things, he was a 14lb baby, a record in his family and he had an insatiable hunger, the more he ate the bigger he got. When he started high school he still had baby fat as he'd not really grown too tall, he was 140cm tall at age 12 and 93kg. The other kids called him some awful nicknames, the one that hurt the most was 'no knuckles' on account of his inverted knuckles, his hands were very large and he had a lot of baby fat on them. This name calling obviously made Benny extremely self conscious and in an act of self defence he just went silent. For his entire high school life Benny barely said a word, instead he just became a wallflower and observed. He catalogued (in his mind) what people liked and what they wanted and just like every other boy in his school Benny just wanted a girlfriend but by the time he had hit 16 he was 195cm tall and about 140kg, he would have crushed any little girl with his embrace. So he remained alone, and silent.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Day #268 - Andre Escobar
the son of a Nebraska state fireman of Irish descent and Puerto Rican school mistress, Andrew Martin had a normal life, the middle class life. He attended a nice little public school, where his mother taught, he went on to be an above average student in high school and then went on to the Nebraska State University where he gained a double degree in Chemistry and Bio-Chemistry. Whilst in College roomed with a young man by the name of Benny 'Knuckles' Velasquez, Benny and Andrew whilst trying to make some extra party cash started dabbling in trying to 'extend' the government issued stimulants, Andrew with his new found knowledge of Chemistry he found a secret additive to make cocaine almost three times as potent, when it was burned, it turned blue.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Day #267 - Dante Diamante
Dante Diamante always loved drama and was drawn to the stage from an early age, he had dreams of one day being a successful stage actor and having an extended run on New Broadway. He began in high school where he played the role of Scarlett O’Hara in the musical version of Casablanca, reviews stated that a new ‘star’ was born that this young lady would really make her mark on stage.
Rather than correct them about the gender confusion Dante decided to embrace it and would only perform in strong female leading roles, Dante took this to the limit, he’d actually attend the casting in women’s clothing and pass himself off as a young female.
His changed his stage name to Dainty Diamante, this way it wasn’t too much of a lie to pull off. Dainty played 3 seasons of Antony and Cleopatra to rave reviews all round, they’d never seen a Cleopatra with such a stage presence, the role earned him 2 Tony awards.
During this time Dante decided that he needed a manager to handle all of his affairs, enter Andre “Starmaker” Escobar a young Columbian agent with contacts from coast to coast and a mysterious history, as it turns out Andre’s grandfather 14 generations ago was none other than El Padron himself and Andre was the sole heir to the family business, the agency was a front to move “Columbia Blue” to high class Players in New New York.
Shortly after signing with the Starmaker Dante found himself out of work, nobody would touch anybody affiliated with the Starmaker and the Starmaker never let anybody off his books, alive. Dante found himself being used as a go-between for Starmaker's “Blue” operations and from time to time Dante ‘sampled’ the merchandise, this led to addiction and the need for high levels of capital. This is where Dante found his acting prowess would earn him huge dollars, Starmaker would set Dante up for ‘dates’ with certain special clientele with a particular interest. Dante soon found himself permanently in drag and whoring himself to support his ‘Blue’ habit.
Dante eventually found himself a sugar daddy with a strong addiction to 'Blue', Dante saw him as his way out of the Starmaker’s clutches. The Shark was a young wealthy entrepreneur with money to burn and a taste for the exotic and Dante is the link to the exotic that the Shark was after. Dante 'dated' the Shark exclusively for 5 years and although he got treated badly it was still better than how Andre treated him.
Dante was unfortunately setup for the murder of his lover, a crime of passion they called it.
Dante now spends his days performing in the prison drama edition of Casablanca the musical, he's simply the best darn Scarlett the stage has ever seen!
Monday, February 14, 2011
Day #266 - Phil "the Shark" Cooper
the Shark's religion is greed, more importantly greed without remorse. He earned his moniker not from being a loan shark (which he is) but from preying on the innocent, he'd smell the blood a mile away and would circle his prey and then finally strike when there was no hope left.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Day #265 - 100 to go
into the home stretch now, fair enough it's a bloody long stretch.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Day #264 - hmm, no Sir, I don't like it!
quick and easy tonight, for some reason as I was walking over to draw I said, No sir, I don't like it! which made me think of Ren & Stimpy, then the horse from Ren & Stimpy.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Day #263 - History made
Today Ray "Jesus Shuttlesworth" Allen became the All Time leading scorer of 3 point shots in NBA history surpassing the great Reggie Miller's record.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Day #262 - Burgebabs
Tonight before seeing De La Soul Ed, Les, Nick and I were dining in the back of the Duke hotel.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Day #261 - 100 conversations about nothing
I tell you what if I had a dollar for every pointless conversation I had today I think I'd have at least $100 in the kitty.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Day #260 - Cliché art
Something has been bothering me since last Thursday night.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Day #259 - Where I'd rather be right now
broken sleep, a busy day and a job interview have made me incredibly tired, falling asleep on the train probably didn't help either.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Day #258 - Scooby and Shaggy
For some strange reason the kids choose over everything else on TV to sit there and watch episodes of Scooby Doo each morning.
I hope they like it, it's almost right.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Day #257 - Clown Boss
today was stupid hot and so as a result I didn't really move too much but instead just soaked up some hours playing with the kids and the PS3.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Day #256 - Happy Birthday FB
7 years ago today Mark Zuckerberg founded Facebook.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Day #255 - grumpy boy
I quickly whipped this out today as I am going to Secret Wars with Marty, Ed and Les tonight.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Day #254 - Mr Turnip Head
Tonight on SBS aired Howl's Moving Castle.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Day #253 - Gong hei fat choy
I was watching 'Warlords' on SBS 2 tonight and it got me thinking about Chinese New Year, I think the thing I love about Chinese New Year is the animal assigned to the years and how people associate to each other.