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Sure, you can kidnap and rape her, just have her back in time to make dinner
09.04.10 | Permalink | Comment?

A while back Holly did some modeling for her brother and his wife, who are developing their own photography business. They specialize horror, and in my opinion they do a great job. I think the reason I like their stuff so much, is that they give you a minimal amount of visuals, but what they show you is highly effective in getting the message across and evoking that feeling of terror.

The above photo is featured in their first calendar, along with some others Holly appears in (or at least parts of her!). If you’re interested in seeing more, head over to their site and their Facebook page. Everything they have posted looks amazing.
Photos, Random, Sketchup
Coincedence or Cobra clairvoyance?
09.01.10 | Permalink | Comment?

A little over a year ago, I made a card for the man above and his bride to be (now wife) for their wedding. I had modeled some items that were within my capabilities, which I felt somewhat represented the things they are passionate about. Ryan loves cycling, but I couldn’t at that time wrap my head around making something as complex as his super expensive bikes (too many round/cylindrical parts for my skills at that time). I chose to instead model a penny-farthing. Just a week or so back, Ryan’s wife Amber, posted a few images of Ryan rolling around their ‘hood on a real boneshaker!
Animals, Food, Photos
Cobra cats cause cobra confusion
09.01.10 | Permalink | Comment?

The other morning I woke up and found the cats had opened the cupboard and dragged their bag of food out. This has happened a couple times before, but this time I was amazed. They literally got the bag out and dragged it at least six feet away, then chewed a hole big enough to fit their heads through, all without tipping it over. The other thing I couldn’t understand was why they didn’t eat the kibbles that spilled out during the dragging process. There was a sparse trail showing the path they took, but none of them touched any of those.

I’m thinking Tabbouleh was the mastermind. Although we all know Kanika is the queen of cupboard cat burgling.
Animals, Photos
Cobra cuddlers
08.23.10 | Permalink | Comment?

Even though he’s got the black-cat-asshole gene and constantly beats on Kanika whenever she breathes, Shakespeare can be a cuddly little cobra cat. Today I went downstairs to get a drink and saw these two jail house lovers laying together at the top of the stairs.

By taking a picture I broke the whole session up, but it was worth it. I wish there was more natural light upstairs, the cats always seem to do the cutest things where there is the least light. Or maybe I just need to learn how to use a camera better.
Life, Photos, The Mighty One
Cobra clan celebrations
08.23.10 | Permalink | Comment?

Around noon yesterday we went to Holly’s brother’s house for his daughter’s birthday party. We had barbecue and cake, then had to leave to go celebrate my mum’s birthday, where we had pizza and cheesecake (was it my birthday, or my mum’s?), then played a couple games of Pinochle (an old tradition in my family). My dad and I owned the first game, but the second game was a very close loss (if it wasn’t for one card, we’d have had it!).

Also there to celebrate was everyone’s favourite little warrior, sporting a fashonably mighty hairdo. I only got to hold him for a few minutes before he started unleashing his mighty battle cry and I turned him over to someone with bewbs. He calmed down once Holly walked around with him for a bit. She tried to convince me to do it, but I’m still terrified I’m going to drop him and would be better off with him on my lap.

Unfortunately Felix had to leave before the cards started, but before he did he posed for some photos.

Rock beats scissors everytime.
Cobra Classics, Photos
Sheet rock slaying statues FTW!
08.09.10 | Permalink | Comment?

Back when I owned a tattoo shop, I had an excess of spare money and time. Most of my time was spent hanging out with my ‘rock star’ friends and partying, but sometimes I put far too much effort into poking fun at people. This image reminded me of one such example.

For years my brother’s first response to just about anything was to punch a hole in the nearest punchable wall. One day, I was sitting around the shop killing time, and my brother came in to tell me about something that happened, and how he’s hurt his hand punching something.

After he left, I came up with the idea of getting him a trophy of a karate guy that said “No wall too tuff!”. I called a local trophy shop, ordered it, and within a day or two I was able to pick it up. My girlfriend at the time added a couple of casts, and a sweet cardboard wall to make it a little more relevant.

Luckily my brother is a good sport, and although he didn’t find it as funny as the rest of us, he still displayed it with pride for a few years. I still find it funny, and even though he no longer punches things, I wish he still had it.
Animals, Photos
Chubster and the backyard lanyards
07.20.10 | Permalink | Comment?

Last week, Tabbouleh wasn’t acting like normal so Holly and I took her to see the vet. They said she was sick for sure, and appears to have herpes (probably from when she was young) but there seems to be more wrong. She’s vomiting a lot, and barely eating. She sits with her head hovering over the water dish (or sometimes in, as seen above) and has very little energy. They gave us antibiotics, and they seem to have helped a bit, but I’m worried it’s something worse. The vet said she could have any number of life threatening diseases that might have sat dormant until something triggered it. She seems to get better, then worse, then better again. She still barely eats, and she moves at only a walking pace (unless I’m chasing her down to give her medicine).

We decided to get Tabbouleh a variety of foods to maybe appeal to her more, but nothing seemed to work. While at the pet store, we picked up a harness and leash so Roan could take Shakespeare outside. That lasted a few minutes, Shakespeare pretty much just froze, and Roan got bored.

Kanika was also a little freaked out by the harness, but at least went and explored a little. Eventually she found a spot she really liked, and was loving it outside. Oliver hated every second of it, and cried until we took him inside. I’m hoping when Tabbouleh gets better she likes it, but I’m still kind of doubtful she’s on the mend.
Life, Photos, The Mighty One
Mighty Monster, Noble Nan and the X-Fam
07.11.10 | Permalink | Comment?

Holly and I finally got over to see the Mighty child on Friday afternoon. It was the first time we got to see him outside of the hospital. I saw his little bracelets on the coffee table and I had to grab a picture. Hopefully this child shares my brother and my personality and when he gets older he will love to see these things and appreciate their awesomeness in the same way.

This is me nervously holding the most delicate thing I’ve ever touched. I was terrified I’d drop him or squeeze a little too hard. He’s only 8 days old in this photo, and he is huge. His legs were all wrapped in his Snugli® and he lied perfectly still for the first five minutes or so. When he finally kicked his legs slightly and I immediately thought I was getting pooped on.

I held him a little while longer, then handed him back to Holly. I think girls are more connected to babies. Or maybe I am just bad at babies.

Holly is great at babies. She’s had tons, and is already an aunt. She’s assured me Felix is nowhere near as delicate as I think he is, and I’m sure she knows. Plus, he’s Mighty. With a capital M.

Yesterday I went back to visit while Holly watched the boys, and I saw my cousin Cory I hadn’t seen since my Gram died, as well as my parent’s (and their awesome car they really want to let me drive). I got a picture of Mighty Felix with his Noble Nan, then shortly after we all left and let the parents have some time without visitors (something I think they’ve had a shortage of recently).
Life, Photos, The Mighty One, Video
M.F. Loomis Cobra
07.03.10 | Permalink | 1 Comment

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: the newest member of the Cobra Clan – Mighty Felix Loomis Clark. He was born July 1st shortly before 7am. He was 9lbs 4.2 ounces and is already almost two feet tall!! At that rate, I estimate his height at age 16 to be around 9′.

He’s got a sweet mohawk, and apparently loves boobs. There is no question regarding his authenticity as a cobra.

Expect more to come, but for now this will have to do as someone has come home and found her Marilyn Monroe picture smashed by a clumsy cobra who needs to go make it up to her somehow.
Life, Love, Photos
Canada Day without potato cannons?
07.03.10 | Permalink | 1 Comment

Thursday was Canada Day so Holly had the day off. We woke up early, after recieving news of my nephew’s safe arrival and decided to go check out the Friendship Festival since we weren’t allowed to visit before 2pm. I hadn’t been since I was probably 15 (I believe Rusty was headlining) and wasn’t sure what to expect. I sort of figured it would suck but I tend to have that attitude about lots of things so I kept quiet.

I was right. It was even worse than I expected. We walked a lap around the whole thing, and the only point of interest was a STIHL booth where they were holding lumberjack contests. They had lots of chainsaws, some large handsaws, and a mini pool for log rolling. Unfortunately the competitions didn’t start until 2pm, so we didn’t get to see any. I was more excited to go meet my mighty nephew anyway, and I guarantee no one parties like Gabriolans party on Canada Day.

Above is a photo of the best thing at the friendship festival – Holly. Nothing compares to her. She can make me love every second of the most boring place on the planet. I am very lucky and completely undeserving. <3