BREAKING BOSTON WoW NEWS!

Turner Broadcasting issued an apology for causing today's series of bomb scares throughout Boston.

A statement emailed to the Globe from Turner Broadcasting said: "The 'packages' in question are magnetic lights that pose no danger. They are part of an outdoor marketing campaign in 10 cities in support of Adult Swim’s animated television show Aqua Teen Hunger Force.

They have been in place for two to three weeks in Boston, New York, Los Angeles, Chicago, Atlanta, Seattle, Portland, Austin, San Francisco, and Philadelphia.

Parent company Turner Broadcasting is in contact with local and federal law enforcement on the exact locations of the billboards. We regret that they were mistakenly thought to pose any danger."

Click here to read more details of this breaking "I shit you not" story.

Abraham and Isaac

The Biblical story where God asks Abraham to sacrifice his only son Isaac is known to many of us. If you don't know it, God asked Abraham to sacrifice his only Son Isaac.

Abraham agree.

The Bible gives no indication that Abraham hesitated or questioned. He blindly led his son up a scared hill. He told the boy to gather wood. When Isaac asked where the sacrifice was, Abraham told him God would provide. Just before stabbing Isaac through the heart and burning him, God told Anbaham he was just busting his balls and to sacrifice this nearby ram instead.

Here's a novel concept. Abraham questioned the shit out of this. Oh sure, the Bible doesn't say it because we're supposed to believe he blindly followed God. But God told him afterword that he was just testing him. What kind of a test would this be if Abraham did not suffer horrendously and still choose to do what God asked? Naw, he just did it. That's like testing your strenght by holding a pebble.

Abraham sturggled and faultered to the point of lying to his son. Abraham questioned his God the same way we do when we have tragedies. But, he kept his faith and did what he thought he needed to do to keep his faith and his promise.

Have you ditched a friend lately over a small matter? Wow. You pass the pebble test.

Hump Day Jokes

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.

The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.

Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.

The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".

The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"

The little girl replied, "Then you ask him ".

~*~*~

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.

As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.

The girl replied, "I'm drawing God."

The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like.

"Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."

~*~*~

A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.

After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?" Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."

~*~*~

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.

She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"

Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white."

The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"

~*~*~

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.'

A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."

~wicked love~

Dr. Murk is right.

You don't have to stop worrying and love the bomb.

The New National Socialist Agenda

Okay, kids. It's time for all of you liberal hacks to fess up. You want social programs to help the elderly, the sick, the immigrants, the mentally disabled, the drug addicts and education. You are willing to fork over 28% or more of your annual salary. That's $28 for every hundred you earn.

Let's say you earn $1000 a month. Small potatoes for some. $280 goes right to governemnt programs you have no control over. This is a government who skims every dollar they can from social programs. This is a government that pays full salaries to congressmen who retire or even resign. This is a government who is on the take from big business and lobbyists for special interests. This is a governemnt who cannot pass simple legislation without tacking on pork barrel money for pet projects. This is a government that paid $1000 for a toilet seat on Air Force One.

Blame Bush, right? Okay, he sucks. But he is notorious for stripping federal socialist programs. This sounds bad and inhumane. I agree.

Now look in your checkbook or bank account. What percentage of your annual salary do you donate to charities? How many checks have you written to centers for Autism? When's the last time you visited a retirement home to cheer up our elder citizens who have little else to look forward to in life? Have you stopped driving gas powered cars to save the environment?

Guilty.

You.

Whether you are Democrat or Republican, you do too little to help those in need besides blindly hand off a portion of your salary to a corrupt institution. Does that make you feel like a humanitarian? How much of your taxes actually makes it to our schools and social programs? Look. That's your responsibility as a human being, not something that should be mandated by an insiduous government collection agency who bankrupts the very people the collect money to help.

Hey, elect who you want and justify your inflated sense of self worth by giving handouts to our leaders and let them decide. It's clean. No dirty work for you. It's the Bush administration's fault, right?

Did you donate to the victims of hurricane Katrina? Did you give money to the victims of September 11th, 2001?

I did. I gave money and time on top of my illegal and unconstitutional taxation. I worked with the Red Cross when they flew people into Rhode Island when they had nowhere to live after New Orleans went down. What did you do? I gave what I could to 9/11 families. I donate to breast cancer research. I sacrificed an $80,000 a year job to work with inner city kids for $14,000.

I am that heartless Republican you bash. I hope your high horse is comfortable.

I put my time, my money and my words into causes that bring hope. I don't write blank checks to the government and feel all satisfied when Pelosi works for 100 hours and pushes through weak legislation about non issues.

Some of your views are fucked up. CNN will tell you you did the right thing. Sleep well knowing that Sen. Kennedy got his new flat screen TV and someone is still waiting for their house to be rebuilt in New Orleans.

Blame Bush. Don't you dare look in the mirror and even consider the luxuries you bought yourself. You've done enough. You've overpaid a conglomerate to equitably line their pockets and whine on TV.

For God's sake, don't ever blame yourself. You did exactly what they asked you to do. Sit down, shut up and hand over the cash.

America is no longer the land of opportunity. It is the land of greed and hypocrisy on both sides of the aisle. Stand up for the Old America and bring back our National Image. Start with yourself. Fuck voting. Money is the language of the American Governemnt now. State in no uncertain terms what you want to tell them:

"I support my fellow Americans by willingly giving my time, energy and money to those who can actually use it."

Fuck you Mr. President. Fuck you Madame Speaker. Fuck you Supreme Court.

My loyalties lie with my underpriviledged Brothers and Sisters, not with your money printing scam.

My advice...

Get off the Grid.

The following diatribe does not condone violent revolution in any way. Real change is gradual, peaceful and begins with individual efforts to rpomote a healthy society. This message was approved by the YMMA.

I know exactly how you feel.

(courtesy of PostSecret)

Starting today, you can buy The Internet

Microsoft's Internet goes on sale

RALEIGH, North Carolina (Newsboys) -- Retailers across the country stayed open through the wee hours of Tuesday morning to sell the long-awaited Microsoft Internet On A Disk, even though most knew customers wouldn't be lining up out the door for the midnight launch of Microsoft Corp.'s latest breakthrough offering.

At a CompUSA store in Raleigh, only about a dozen people waited around to be among the first to get The Internet On A Disk.

The store reopened at 10 p.m., offering customers coffee and discounts on items including printers and recordable DVDs, and planned to stay open until at least 2 a.m.

The low turnout wasn't surprising, especially after Microsoft chairman Bill Gates said the company wasn't pushing the midnight sales events.

However, he did mutter something about pushing world domination.

CompUSA manager Damon Didier said the midnight sales met his expectations, especially given the late hour with temperatures in the upper 20s.

"I think we'll see sales pick up throughout the rest of the week, especially on Friday and over the weekend when people have more time to pop the disk in and watch the world open up in front of their eyes," Didier said.

Employees decorated the store with balloons and set up bright new displays featuring computers equipped with The Internet On A Disk.

There was a five-second countdown over the public-address system to let customers know they could buy the disk.

Previews of 3 big time 2007 Hollywood productions

Malach has the connections and he brings you the good stuff.
These three will be huge blockbusters this year, and Malach has the trailers.




I am Malach and I bring you the good shit

Today's WoW Advisory Notice

Toyi's war experience, Chapter VIII

Wow I haven’t continued with my story lol, well I admit that I am very busy composing music and since I am doing all the string work It’s a bit more time demanding.
Well as war kept going; we were also growing up, we were living at granny’s house and sharing war experience, I missed my mother but it wasn’t clear on my head or heart this feeling I had, I didn’t miss her directly because was little time that I spent with her or at least my 3 years old memory didn’t allowed me to go back and miss what I couldn’t remember very well, all I knew was that there was an incomplete piece of me. Well not going too far I discovered what I was missing and still without putting a name to it, everything started going better and better, so what was the piece which started filling my emptiness? Oh it was called “Aunt Mary”. Aunt Mary lived in Granny’s house, she was born before my Dad (My Dad was the last one and the only boy of all my Granny’s kids) there was a young one after him but it didn’t make it to her 1st year of life (Martha), well Aunt Mary was very special, she was on her early 30’s and had a daughter who was 2 years younger than me and 1 year older than my little brother, as war issues went on and on and we all started sharing some “quality time” under our beds and locked in a bedroom, Aunt Mary became very close to us (brother and I), Her story is very sad and now that I am a grown up… understand a little better her life and why she “adopted us”(in figured sense), so…. Aunt Mary has had 2 more kids in the past; little cousins that we never had the pleasure to meet. Ralph was her 1st child…she had him on her early 20’s, Ralph grew up to his 9 years of life when a rare stomach decease touched him and took his life, by today Ralph would have been the older cousin of all of us & around late 40’s, after his death aunt Mary had another baby who also called him Ralph (honoring Ralph the 1st) but something bad happened to him too; at his 3 months of life, aunt Mary came to his Hammock on his regular noon knap and she found him dead, it was completely devastating for her, the autopsy declared that he died from a (SIDS) Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.
My Dad told us that Ralph II funeral was very sad and special at the same time. Dad showed us a picture of a tiny white pigeon walking like 3 feet in front of the baby casket, Dad told us that he couldn’t ignore the little white pigeon walking all the way from the church to the Cemetery and took a picture of it. I though it was awesome and a great representation of a baby pureness.

To be Continued…..

Ray Bethell can KISS MY ASS.

I am the greatest kite flyer in the world.

Go fly a kite!

I'm cool....you're not. Face it! That is just the way it is.

Okay...actually THIS guy is way cooler then all of us. His name is Ray Bethell and he is a Multiple Kite World Champion and World Record Holder.

What can I say? Some people are just meant to be cool.

Enjoy!

More Neato Digital Art

This time, I will post only hyperlinks so that I do not eat up too much space on The WoW.

Some of the images are updated and further refined versions of pieces I had previously posted. Most, however, are brand new.

Enjoy!

• Sign Of The Great Architect
• Blood Fountain
• Atomic Shadows
• Entity's Revenge
• Archangels Gate
• Cobalt Swing
• Burning Bush
• Forest on the edge of Heaven
• Liquid Supernova
• Hell's Waterfall
• Nexus Woods
• The Road To Nowhere
• Return From The Road To Nowhere
• Rocky Lava
• St. Elmo's Daydream
• Broken Fence
• Airburst
  
• Nuclear Winter
  

The Angry Piper: Behind the Bag

NEWSBOYS EXCLUSIVE

Newsboys has fought like kittens to bring you the following Insider Exlusive!!!! We've penetrated the clouded depths of The Angry Piper's past.

Our story begins in Scotland. A weary mother of five boys makes a difficult decision and sells three of the boys for a chicken head. One boy goes into a monestary. Another of the boys ends up working for a small time thug named Bob Merc in Cincinatti. And the last little boy went wee wee wee all the way home.

The boy at the monestary died during a botched robbery by Bob Merc and his gang. The second boy, nicknamed Hyper, fired the fatal shot. As his brother lay dying in his arms, Hyper vowed to honor his brother's dying words.

"Hyper," the dying brother monk brother rasped, "Avenge me. Avenge me and destroy Bob Merc and his gang from Cincinatti! Damn... them..." He breathed his second to last breath and then said, "And learn to play the bagpipes you git!" He breathed his last and died.

Bob Merc had fled Cincinatti for the shores of America. He hid out in a sleepy town called Westport. He cleverly changed his name and forged a doctorate and, from thence forth, was known as Dr. Robert J. Murk (AWESOME!!!).

Hyper became an angry boy. He played his pipes and dreamed of thrusting the chanter through the heart of Bob Merc from Cincinatti. He grew into and angry man. Some dude named Angryman sued him and so he changed his name to The Angry Piper (DUHHHHHH!!!!). He honed his skills in sarcasm, reading and puppetry to levels uncharted. Then, he set off for Cincinatti.

He realized he was going to need some help. On a six day lay-over in Boston, Piper read the phone book. Finall, he got to the yellow pages. After calling all major appliance stores and hounding all bookstores in the greater Boston area, he decided he needed psychological help. He thumbed over to the psychotherapy section and his eyes fell upon a face. He felt he knew the man instantly. It was freaking creepy, dude! He dialed the number and waited in breathless anticipation.

"Dr. Robert J. Murk (AWESOME) speaking," the voice on the line said.

"Hey? You that punk who runs that gang in Cincinatti?" Piper asked.

"Nope," Dr. Murk replied.

"Good," Piper said, relieved. "I need your help..."

to be continued....

Wikipedia, the new socialist system that does not work.

The Continuing Saga of Malach and the Wikinazis.
So, Malach had become a underground editor at Wikipedia. He was doing minor edits here and there of incorrect items, adding small sections to other articles, and creating a fun user page for himself. Malach also added three articles. One was a biography of Dr. Barry Prizant, another about the educational model he help develop. They both got deleted as "being in copyright violation" even after explaining to the Wikinazis that I made the websites, so I was plagerising my client.

Discouraged, Malach stopped editing, that is until about 2 weeks ago. While looking up some information on the 1984 Big Dan's Rapes Case, which occured in New Bedford, MA. So, where did I go? Wikipedia. They had some information on Big Dan's, only the information was contained in the article on the movies The Accused which was based on the case.

WHAT? Wikipedia did not have an article on one of the most infamous rape cases in this contry ever. A case that brought modern rape crime investigation into the public light? So, Malach being a local, decided to give it a shot, and write on himself. At the time Malach was only 11 or 12, so I used a number of old Providence Journal Article for assistance. Taking a cue from other Wikipedia articles, I basically used the article facts, and changed then so they were not plagerized, leaving out the articles opinion and editorial liscense. It was good, it had dates, names, sentences, things that occured in the city after the verdict, and a where are they now section.

Well, that also got deleted as being copyright infringement, Malach's user page was deleted and I was blocked. So Malach left a mesasage in his talk page, about the only thing I could edit. It stated:

And as the webdsigner for the above two sights (Prizant and SCERTS), I can get you the copyrighted wording that comes directly from Dr. Prizant, so essentailly I am copyright infringing upon myslef? What do you guys care though, doesn't matter, not that important anyway. As for the third article, is it not enough to change an article and site it? It just pisses me off, that this site has obscure rules, that are not enforced in a consistent manner, and differently by whatever editor has a certain rules stuck up his ass. I can rattle you off HUNDREDS of articles here that are vetbatim copies of websites and such (After this I list 25 wikiarticles and 25 websites the article were copied from, won't bore you with the details).

So, the next day Malach is mysteriously unblocked, and sent a personal message from one of the big wigs stating "I have been unblocked and am more than welcome resubmit those articles".

Wikipedia is socialism at it's worse. Socialism as a concept is amazing, but you add humans into it, and it screws the whole this up. This is what has happened to Wikipedia. "The free encyclopedia that anyone can edit" my ass. It is time for a revolution!

I am Malach and I am a Wikipedia user.

Chad Vader

There's a bunch of these on YouTube. I find them amusing.

Some Plugs

Read 'em and Weep.
First, I am experimenting with a .php based RPG in our forums. When you link there if you look at the top right hand corner, there is a button for RPG Inferno. Unfortunately, I cannot get the complete script for it, which includes missions and quest, as it is not supported by Invision, so if you know of any others, give a buzz.

Also, The Stool Sample Reading Room is trying something. We are now publishing Tainted Love Erotic Stories (TLES). The first one is up, and more to come. Infortunately becuase of the mature nature of TLES, I have been unable to post a link at most of the forums I congregate. They are being written by two women, it is much less testorone oriented. And yes, you can iform me how much you mastubate to them in the forums.

I am Malach, hey afternoon delight.

So, you want to know what The Angry Veteran does with his weekends?

He's a hard biker, yo.

SELL SOMETHING PEOPLE USE UP AND THROW AWAY...

...was the advice given to King Camp Gillette by his boss. Gillette was a 21 year old traveling salesman for a company that made cork lined bottle caps, and an aspiring inventor when the owner of the company, William Painter, gave him the secret to making a fortune.

"King, you are always inventing something. Why don't you concentrate on just one thing something like our cork bottle caps—something that people use once and throw away."

"But what?" King Gillette became obsessed with the idea of inventing something disposable. One morning in 1895 while shaving, in the days when shaving meant using a knife-like straight edged razor, he had a sudden burst of inspiration.

"As I stood there with the razor in my hand, my eyes resting on it as lightly as a bird settling down on its nest, the Gillette razor was born. In that moment I saw it all: they way the blade could be held in a holder; the idea of sharpening the 2 opposite edges on the thin piece of steel; the clamping plates, with a handle halfway between the 2 edges of the blade."

The beauty of the idea was that when the blades for his razor became dull they would simply be thrown away and the user would have to buy more.

King Gillette was living in Boston at the time and visited MIT to discuss his idea of putting a sharp edge on a thin piece of sheet metal with the metallurgists there. They told him his idea was impossible. It took him six years to find an engineer and inventor named William Nickerson who was able to find a way to do it.

Gillette and Nickerson began selling their safety razor in 1903. They named the company Gillette, after deciding that they probably couldn't sell a razor blade named Nickerson.

They put the likeness of King Gillette on each package.

Gillette gave away millions of his razors, including shaving kits given away as bank promotions. He sold 3.5 million "Service Set" shaving kits to departing servicemen during World War I. When the boys came back from war, they were confirmed Gillette users.

King Gillette sold the razors dirt cheap. He became rich refilling them with his disposable blades.

One little twist to the story is that Gillette was a socialist who was against the system that made him wealthy. His great dream was to build a Utopia.

King Gillette planned to build a metropolis under a glass dome powered by Niagara Falls. He envisioned the entire United States population, 60 million at the time, living there in 100 million rooms served by vast dining halls. All production would be under the control of one company, the People's Corporation, with all residents working toward the common good.

He gave up on Niagara Falls as the site for his idea and later formed the World Corporation just prior to World War I with plans to build his Utopia in Arizona. He even asked Teddy Roosevelt to be president.

King Gillette never saw his dream for Utopia come true and his fortune was wiped out by the stock market crash of 1929. He died a frustrated man in 1932.

The Gillette company still survives, today, and we still use his invention and you can still make a fortune following the advice of Gillette's mentor: Sell something people use up, throw away, and need to buy more.

Plus, let's not forget that those fucking loser New England Patriots play in Gillette Stadium.

Fuckers.

Check this one out!

Where are Hobbs and the Piper?

A exclusive video from the WoW.
It seems they have been into space as proof by this video

I am Malach and don't you ever covet my ice cream bar.

Our World. Their War.

Jesus isn't the only one
who can die for your sins.

Hump Day Jokes...

Courtesy of Just Me:
A woman walks into a Texas accountant's office and tells him that she needs to file her taxes.

The accountant says,"Before we begin, I will need to ask you a few questions." He gets her name, address, social security number, etc. and then asks,"What is your occupation?"

"I'm a whore,"she says.

The accountant is somewhat taken back and says,"No, No, No, that won't work."Let's try to rephrase that."

The woman says,"OK, I'm a high end call girl."

"No, that still won't work. Try again.

"They both think for a minute; then the woman says "I'm an elite chicken farmer,"The accountant asks,"What does chicken farming have to do with being a prostitute?"

She replies,"Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year."

The accountant says: Chicken Farmer it is!

*~*~*~*

"If there are any idiots in the room, will they please stand up?" said the sarcastic teacher. After a long silence, one freshman rose to his feet.

"Now then mister, why do you consider yourself an idiot?" enquired the teacher with a sneer.

"Well, actually I don't," said the student, "but I hate to see you standing up there all by yourself."

*~*~*~*

Last night, my girlfriend and I were sitting in the living room and I said to her, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids from a bottle. If that ever happens, just pull the plug."

She got up, unplugged the TV and then threw out my beer. She's Such A Bitch......

*~*~*~*

Sorry I missed last week’s Jokes, I was out of power for six days!!!

~wicked love~

The Captain's Neato Digital Art

(click on any image to enlarge and enjoy!)
The Road to No Where

Blackhole Sun

The Symbol

Return from The
Road to Nowhere

Cobalt Inferno

Archangels Gate

The Fire of Imagination

Missing Time

Humpity Day!

A joke? My God!
Peyton Manning, after living a full life, died.

When he got to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Colts flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity, Peyton," said God. "This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here." Peyton felt special, indeed, and walked up to his house.

On his way up the porch, he noticed another house just around the corner. It was a 3-story mansion with a Silver and blue sidewalk, a 50-foot tall flagpole with an enormous Patriots logo flag, and in every window, a New England Patriots towel.

Peyton looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but I have a question. I was an all-pro QB, I hold many NFL records, and I even went to the Hall of Fame." God said "So what's your point Peyton?" "Well, why does Tom Brady get a better house than me?"

God chuckled, and said: "Peyton, that's not Tom's house, it's mine."

Huh? Another Joke?
What is the difference between a bag of dead babies and a Aston Martin?


I don't have an Aston Martin in my garage!

You whiners shut up.
All I have had to hear the past few days, is whining Patriots fans about how the "system is broken" and how they were just one play away. C'mon guys, what are we, modern day Yankees fans? WHAT TEAM HAS HAD MORE SUCCESS OVER THE PAST 10 YEARS THAN THIS TEAM? Since 1996, the Patriots have been in 4 Superbowls and won 3 of them, won 7 AFC East Titles, and have a 113 - 65 record. Do you guy remember this team from the early 80's and the early 90's? A team that only had 1 win 1990 and 2 in 1992? The jokes of the NFL? This team will not only win the AFC East next year with a 13 - 3 record at minimum, they will also win the Super Bowl.

I am Malach, the calm voice leading you out of the storm.

I think we all know what we can expect from tonights State Of The Union Address.

I have a confession to make...

...it's my fault that the Patriots lost last night. Yes, it's true and I am not sorry. You see, on Friday night, I snuck into Gillette Stadium and placed a curse on the team.

Why?!!? Because my company has an office in Indianapolis and I just figured the Colts deserved a chance to win. Plus, I have to travel out to the Indy offices for a series of upcoming meetings and I really didn't want to hear them all bitch and moan about it.

Or perhaps it wasn't my curse?

Perhaps it was because I stole Bill Belichick's ball soap?

I guess we'll never know.

I love this band.

LEE HARVEY &
THE HEADBANGERS!

What were you arrested for?

I thought this was funny...so I tried it. *insert evil laugh here*

In quotes, on google, put your first name with "was arrested for" and hit enter.

Here is the list:

Just Me was arrested for:
possession of two ecstasy tablets (why?)
the murder of Ben Warren (who?)
welfare fraud (not even close)
not having an escort permit or a business license (Oh...uhm...yeah...my brothel)
DUI (but I don't drink!)
her husband's murder (what?!?!?!)
punching a girl in the face (That's a long story......)

Wow.....I had no idea I was so criminal!!

Enjoy!!

The Dining Room Remodel

Or As I Affectionantely Call It . .
The Room That Should of Only Taken 3 Days to Redo, if My Wife was not Paralyzed Room.

This one was was fun but a bit tiring. You see we started with this.

Our dining area is the middle part of what is essentially a 30' long by 14' wide room. It begins with the front door and front foyer as you see in the bottom pic (the door that is open leads to the cellar, the blonde woman was our AWESOME real estate agent Darlene Alfreres Azevedo, (I highly recommend her). And ends in the kitchen (top pic, yes that is Malach about 25lbs heavier that he is now) and yes you can see the pink ribbon. So you can see the problems with the Decor right away. It is very dark, it is country kitsche hell, and it has ugly brown paneling.

So the wife and I agreed upon a color scheme based upon and Indian/Kashmiri tea set we own, mostly her idea to begin with, I set up the color patterns. This leaves with this:

As you can see, very dramatic change. Before I begin, there is still some unfinished business. The entire floor is getting redone, that is my next project, probably in laminate, from foyer to kitchen. Also, the hanging light, which can be moved to the left with the table, is getting replaced, and we are going curtain shopping next week. As you can also see, I did not do the scrolling (if you look at the second pic foreground you can just barely make out a tea cup from the set) as after decorating I felt it would be too busy. This also shows what you can do with multiple colors; if you count the kitchen, there are 5 colors at play in this space. The off white and green are in both rooms tying them together.

Wallpaper was stripped, 3 layers, the blue which was more modern, a 1970's colorful style, and a early 1900's paper. To my surprise there was early 1900's drywall, which was a huge plus if you have ever worked with your typical New Englad lathe and plaster. I wanted to rip the paneling down, but the wife won that battle and I must admit, it looks good painted (this crap is all over the house, so I get rip the rest down). A lost of intricate edging, but it was worth it.

Gone is the country look, and here is a post modern, interpretation. The color is very cool, and is not only Indian, it could easily pass for Mayan. No huge surprises in this one. It also goes good with our collection of foreign laterns.

I am Malach, and I should be a designer on trading spaces.

I might have held the Gatorade bucket up high...

...but Dr. Murk gets to keep
Bill Belichick's stolen shower soap.

The Captain's wet dream....

Right back at ya, Angry Vetty!

What Captain Flak will be quoting in April

Blades of Glory.

You know he will.

For years.

10 Things You Did Not Know About Malach

Or perhaps you did.
1. Malach has always enjoyed Chef Boyardee products, most especially Beef Ravioli. So much did he love his Chef, that as a child, he has a stuffed rabbit, that he named Rabi. It was short for Rabioli.

2. Prior to Malach getting married to his wife, he was engaged to another person (that is another long boring blog). If he married her, this person would now be his sister-in-law.

3. Malach has never worn a Rubbersuit in his life, but has worn a Mexican Wrestling Mask.

4. Malach not only eats liver, he enjoys it.

5. Malach is addicted to Pepsi. He can go a few days without one, but that is all. This is the fault of his ex-fiance'.

6. Malach rarely suffers insomnia. He has the secret to defeating it. He will sell it to you for 5 dollar US.

7. Malach predicts that the Patriots will beat the Colts and win their 4th Super Bowl in 6 years.

8. Malach has been banned or suspended from at least 15 forums.

9. Malach refers to his two children as "Gooba" and "Sassypants".

10. Malach has never been to a foreign country, not even Canada.

I am Malach, and I like to get to know you better.

OMG! BARRY & GREG?!!?!

It looks awful drunk in there.

Don't blame me, Kitty...

Blame the guy that pulled the
rope on your Saddam Daddy.

Ten Things You Didn't Know About Cap'n Flak

1. I usually refer to my two children as "Chunka & The Punk."
2. My fundamental philosophy is based on a deep belief that I am not sorry and you are not that important.
   
3. I have absolutely no tolerance for a dirty windshield and I have been known to smash and replace them from time to time.
4. When I get really, really hammered, Boxman comes out.
5. I refer to my lawn tractor as a "Workbee" and my minivan as a "Federation Runabout."
   
6. According to the State of New York, I am The Assman.
7. Regardless of temperature, time or precipitation, I can start a camp fire. A nice BIG hot fire.
8. I am convinced that Omega 3's will solve all of the worlds problems and bring universal harmony to life across the galaxy.
9. My older brother was once forced to wear pink underwear and socks for several months while living in a tent in the middle of the Arizona desert.
10. I love this crazy town!

BONUS FACT: When I was a kid, I was addicted to this cartoon.