lou the cat: photo-shop and ya don't stop & (exit external hard drive to the left, followed by a bear)

First!

Yo Team what up?

Second! Some time in the photoshop:

The studios of Lou and Lou present:
Dedicated to the dear readers of course,

"A Threnody of self-portraits as Donkey Kong, with annie schiff"

"self-portrait as Donkey Kong, with annie schiff"

"self-portrait as Donkey Wong, with annie schiff"

"The Efficacy of Grandeur,
or self-portrait as donkey tron, with annie schiff"

OK, Next Section! how to make photos like these:

    You use a macintoj, but you dont have $9-hundo to spend on adobe ps, here's an alternative to stealing yourself a copy with bittorent.

    "are you feeling alright?"

    Yes dear readers. I've made some good art and I'm feeling grand.

The scoop:

There is a free and open source program called GIMP,

(which is the only acronym programmers can come up with apparently. [see GIMPS])

- it's almost exactly the same as adobe ps. it's great but it's a little complicated and a little linuxy you know?

good thing there's a simple version made with cocoa (the pretty programing language) just for catintosh called

Seashore

simple and pretty and free, just perfect for a rank-amature like me.

Lou uses gimp, and the new Mattese exhibit at the art institute is entirely made of his fakes.

Here's a pretty picture of Seashore, chi-check it out.

Next.
    Me and lou name our drives after minor Shakespeare characters because they are important and no one important should be named "Macintosh HD" or "MHW2120BH".
    they are, in order of appearance:

     a fatty 1TB external named 'Richard Duke of Gloucester'

     a 250G firewire 800 external named 'Guildenstern'
     a 250G firewire drive named 'Rosencrantz'
     a jump drive named 'Autolycus'
     and when I repartitioned patsy's external hard drive,
     I named it 'The Duke of Clarence' without asking.

    Oh and this internal hard drive is named Tojo,

Why Tojo? the handsome and/or pretty reader might ask.

    because my great grandmother Jean was blind, and matt schiff got her a little talking clock that she kept in her purse.

    The clock was a Sony, therefore the 'little man' in her purse who told her the time was japanese, and the only japanese person she knew was Emperor Tojo.

    Tojo lived in grandma Jean's purse for over 10 years and was used at full volume in all circumstances.

    In middle of the night: "IT IS FOUR THIRTY-SEVEN-A-M!"

    or if she wanted to leave somewhere, she would press it over and over, so it would give the same time, in the same minute, loudly.

I couldn't google-image one, but i had a cat i know do an artist rendering:

Hey-Yo Tojo! *click*