<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:24:56 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>BlueMunky Blog</title><description/><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/blog.html</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-7540787206401772868</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-24T12:24:56.370-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hot tramp in the city!</title><description>Hey there boys and girls!&lt;br /&gt;How's life treating you? Well isn't that just wonderful! Hey you know something? You can buy prints at the &lt;a href="http://bluemunky.bigcartel.com/"&gt;BlueMunky store&lt;/a&gt; of some of your favorite prints (at this time the store isn't fully operational thanks to a little trouble with some rebel scum). Hey look a pretty picture!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3281/2574877265_f86bd2d1f3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3281/2574877265_f86bd2d1f3_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/06/hot-tramp-in-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-8708628284224857307</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T13:10:35.675-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>art</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sex</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dolphin</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>wedding</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>monkey</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>marraige</category><title>Prints of peas</title><description>Well if you saw over on my other site, bluemunky.com I am in the process of making prints available to purchase... See I typed all this out once already but it wouldn't post, and I had a much witter sounding writeup earlier. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got married and fondled a dolphin!</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/05/prints-of-peas_21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-4305067908894351827</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 20:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T13:03:46.598-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peas</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>art</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sex</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sell</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>wedding</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>buy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>prints</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>marraige</category><title>Prints of peas</title><description>Over on my super awesome spectacular website BlueMunky.com you'll see that I posted about getting prints available for purchase soon. Of course, I don't know why you'd be here if you have never been there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so I got married and touched a dolphin!</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/05/prints-of-peas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-3018899670362537275</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-22T12:13:48.331-07:00</atom:updated><title>Dog Puke and Weddings.</title><description>I was woken up at 6 this morning by the sound of my dog puking. She was standing on the stairs at the time, right near where I had a bunch of paintings stacked up. Luckily only one painting was puked on, this one &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/monkey-hole/521454297/"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;  and only the back got puke on it as the painting had fallen over. I won't have any new paintings up for the next couple weeks as I'm leaving on a cruise next Thursday and will be getting married down in the Caribbean. So to all 3 of you who visit here, I love you.</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/04/dog-puke-and-weddings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-3732584795441557843</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-03T10:48:39.096-07:00</atom:updated><title>Poetry Blow a Tree.</title><description>Read the writing on the wall, it's written there for us all. it says "hey kids come out and play" but inside is where we stay.Hiding from the sun we are, you're an idiot if you believe it's a star.The days the nights the girls the fights, we drink, we smoke, and we’ve all gone broke.Spending time in the water, spending time in your daughter.All the pain in her eyes, washes away when she cries.In the end we all die, in the end we all die.</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/04/poetry-blow-tree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-2606872673096402866</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 15:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-02T08:42:51.139-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cry baby</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bullshit</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>emo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>:(</category><title>Creative undead.</title><description>Or creatively dead, as it were. Every so often I go through these bouts where I feel like all my creative juices have dried up. Or I feel like I have these ideas in my head but I can't "see" them I can't get them out. I think the problem is my day job. It's Oatmeal colored office work, bland and tasteless. I feel that while I'm stuck here listening to the office chatter about TV shows I don't watch or celebrities I don't care about I could be off somewhere, painting or sculpting. Thinking about this depresses me, because I realize that no matter how much I'd like to live a life filled with art and free thinking, I'm stuck here at this job. The problem is, you can't live in this world without money, and I've yet to find a way to make a living with my art, now if that ever happened I'd be happier than a pig in shit, but for now I'm just in shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some day I'll break free from this invisible prison and live a life worth living, until then it's back to the grind for me.</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/04/creative-undead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-245244619584321806</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-28T12:09:00.153-07:00</atom:updated><title>I really can't think of anything to say...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://blog.bluemunky.com/uploaded_images/S5300188-723372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="349" alt="" src="http://blog.bluemunky.com/uploaded_images/S5300188-723037.JPG" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finished a bunch of new paintings last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I had these six or so paintings that I've been screwing with over the last couple weeks. Normally I start a painting and finish it that night or the following day. Lately though I've been working on more than one piece at a time, I like this method better as it gives me a break from one piece while I work on another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you're interested in checking these out you can find them all here: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/monkey-hole/sets/72157603795373521/"&gt;Newer paintings start at the top left...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can buy some art from my store: &lt;a href="http://bluemunky.bigcartel.com"&gt;BlueMunky.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.bluemunky.com/uploaded_images/S5300187-771733.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/03/i-really-cant-think-of-anything-to-say.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-8673321920660976172</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-26T06:22:50.005-07:00</atom:updated><title>Wake up!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had this awesome idea for an invention on my way into work this morning (not true, I wrote this a few weeks back on a forum I like to visit). I want an alarm clock that when you go to bed you don't set what time you want to get up, but you tell it what time you have to be to work and how much time you need to get ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Example: Work: 8:00am Time Needed: 30min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, now for the fun part. This is how I imagine the alarm working. While you lay there sleeping soundly the alarm clock would be collecting a constant stream of data (either through wifi or radio signal) about local traffic commute times. This data would then be used by the alarm clock to calculate the amount of time needed to travel from your home to your place of work. Using this information the alarm would then wake you up at a time that would take into account the amount of time needed to get ready, the time you need to be at work and the most up to date commute information. Therefore saving you from ever being late to work due to unexpected weather or a massive traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/03/wake-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655356907869116855.post-1406228177775774166</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 12:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-26T06:15:43.948-07:00</atom:updated><title>What the blog?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://blog.bluemunky.com/uploaded_images/logo-781595.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://blog.bluemunky.com/uploaded_images/logo-781590.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know what you're thinking, because I'm telepathic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, not really but if I was that would be awesome! Hello, and welcome to the BlueMunky Blog. The reason I decided to make a blog for this art site was so that I could quickly and easily keep the 3 to 4 unique visitors to my site updated on what I'm up to. But not just that, see I have this brain and it's chock full of crazy ideas, everyday it's something new and if I don't get these ideas out of my head then I start to forget them as new ones enter. Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize in advance for my writing skills (or lack thereof), I always check my spelling but my sentence structure tends to be atrocious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluemunky.com/"&gt;[Go to BlueMunky.com]&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://bluemunky.bigcartel.com/"&gt;[Check out the art I have for sale]&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://blog.bluemunky.com/2008/03/what-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (BlueMunky)</author></item></channel></rss>
