Posted on 30. Jan, 2009 by Glark in Blog
Couldn’t sleep last night so I created this movie which I’ve been thinking about for months (I’m unemployed, this is what I think about now) using my new copy of iMovie 09. I appear to have Lando on my mind lately.
Posted on 28. Jan, 2009 by Glark in Blog
I’m going through a tin of photos rescued from our place in Toronto. I swear I’m not making this up when I say half of the photos of me as a child feature me naked. Apparently I wasn’t a big fan of clothes. I know I decided on two occasions, when I was 3 or so, that I needed to run around the neighbourhood naked (so I went ahead I did just that) but I had no idea the nakedness was 23/6. As far as I can tell from the photos my life went like this:
Birth quickly followed by a shirt.
Then I was brought home and quickly stripped of clothing and hosed down in the bathroom.
Then a bunch of shots like these where I’m all “naked is awesome!”
And “Nude is me! Don’t try to change me!”
And “Mom, you’re going to holding that diaper for a long time because this cool dude loves being nude!”
Then I flew an airplane naked.
Then a brief interlude in the backyard in a diaper to test the waters.
Which proved successful and was followed up with baseball and the forementioned runs around the neighbour buck naked.
For good measure a run through the sprinkler.
As far as I can tell from this shot my parents — figuring out that I’m never going to wear clothes — decide to just put paper down on the kitchen table and let me do my business there. Or maybe I fancy myself a dancer. Not sure.
Then it gets weird. What the hell is this shot?
I’m like 28 or 29 and I’m chillin’ in the kitchen with pants shooting the shit with my Mom. “Hey Mom, what’s for dinner? Oh, my pants? Yeah, I wasn’t feeling it. Yes I know I’m going to graduation tonight. I just thought I wear pants all day and what better time to not wear pants or for that matter underwear than in the kitchen at dinnertime?”
Posted on 06. Jan, 2009 by Glark in Blog
Creating this wasn’t probably the best way to spend 2 hours but who can say no when the siren song of a football in the groin comes calling?
This has been a Hans Olo Moleman production.
Posted on 31. Dec, 2008 by Glark in Blog
Soerry I didn’t notice the all caps thing was on. I am verydrunk and i am not stopping to fix my mistmakes as I try to make this blog post. I’m sure that you are interested in how drunk a guy who never drinks can get on the new years eve and I’m here to tell you that I am super drunk. Right now I’m thinking about whether not I have facilities to add a graphic to this post like I usually do so sorry if that does work out but hey you get graphics with very other post do you not?! Ha interrobang. So Tara is not drunk but I am very so. I think Tara lies about not drinking obvisouly oops obviously she drinkin at bar when I’,m not around. Boooo.
Tara just said that people are facebooking my drunk dials. They don’t know the historical signifcance of what just happened. It was the interrsection of awesome and me and drinking. One day Pamie will be sad she wasn’t around to take the call. Pamie was probably out making a skirt.
Well this has been a stupid experiemtn. I’m happy right now but I’m making a total ass of myself and I know it but I have lost the hing that tell me to not blog about it it. My loos YOUR gain.
I am going to bed now. I can’t stop miving around and when I stand up I want to dance. I feel like the drunk chick from Winnipeg fro kids in the hall. Tara is not drunk. What up with that?
I gotta call Keckler now. BYe
Posted on 30. Dec, 2008 by Glark in Blog
I created this in the hopes that someone will make it because it would be the best cologne ever and would net you so much tail your junk would fall off.
Posted on 29. Oct, 2008 by Glark in Blog
So we went out to brunch with Pamie, AB, Sarah and Cat and me and Pamie could NOT stop staring at this girl’s tattoo. Like to the point she put on her coat to hide it. To the point we were having an open and loud conversation about it in the secret hopes she’d say something to us.
What the hell is the main dish there? Is it pizza? Then why ketchup? Burrito? Why ketchup? Meatloaf? Too orange! Omelette? Lots of stuff for an omelette and what are those black circles? What in the holy hell are we looking at?
Posted on 17. Oct, 2008 by Glark in Blog
The new job starts Monday and I’m waiting for the phone guy to leave so I did these:
Posted on 07. Oct, 2008 by Glark in Blog
This little bit of typographic nerdery is from my office. I really miss these old beveled letters from every single movie theatre of my youth. I was really surprised to discover no one has made a font from them (at least my hours of searching revealed nothing). I bought the letters to scan in for a future Glarkware shirt but bought all the necessary extras to do this in ye olde real life. I think it is the beesknees!
Before I do the final shirt design I’ll have to get a red “3″ and use it backwards for one of the “E”s for full marquee effect.
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David T. Cole (a.k.a. Glark) is a multi-threat product manager, community director, designer, tinkerer, and amateur photographer man who can bench press the universe. David lives in Manhattan with his wife Tara Ariano and no dogs. Not that he's bitter about that or anything.
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