A Key Holder with No Keys 2 Hold.

VA

I've started working at Pac-Sun as a Key Holder. I have to take a test to make sure I know what I am doing then I will be given my store keys. The person that should be giving me the test hasn't given it to me yet, so I haven't got me keys. I'm MAD! For the past few days I've been yelling out "Where are my keys? I want my keys!". Anyways, yesterday I was wearing my beanie my girlfriend gave me and ask if it was ok to wear on the sales floor. They said no but they didn't care, so I tried on a couple of hats and this one suited me best. I like it.

Found Art.

I was heading home after work and there it was, laying on the ground. It's my last name, Parker Bleu Roe. I have no clue that this means but whatever. I like it. <3

New York.

In The Van.

In The City

Driving.

Tonnele Ave, Lincoln Tunnel.

My Faggot Husband.

More of My Faggot Husband.

Living Room View.

Sorry 4 Not Posting Stuff, I've Been Very Busy.

My Album in on Last.fm

So, just now I put my album on last.fm. I'm so pumped. I'm the only one that is listening to my album, but it's there for all to see that I am an artist.

Here's the link to the my album on last.fm for you to download all the songs.

Yay.

Life Drawing.

So, I've been drawing a lot lately. I don't really know why, but maybe it has to do with what I have been seeing. I guess I've been to many skinny girls in the art I've been viewing and if you know me I'm a chubby chaser. I love my cute chubby girls. So, I've been drawing a lot of women. Trying to get the figure down so I can draw a lot of chubby women. Also, I think women are beautiful and it's ok to have a few extra pounds. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I really want to draw chubby girls so women will see that you can be big and proud of it. <3

100th Post.

So, I've been up all night chatting with The Girlfriend and after that I drew this just to see what I could draw. I like it, it's a totally new style for me. Hope you like it. I used digital Oil Pastels for this.

-Parker

Weird.

I have just downloaded Corel Painter 12 and I must say, I really like it. It's a lot better then 11, but again my computer isn't all that great. Anyways, last night and tonight I've been working on this weird alien thing. I kind of like it. I finally finished a painting and it looks ok. I'm happy with it but I know I can do better in the future.

Learning 2 Sing?

It's been years since I have sung and recorded it. I really hate how I can never play with a singer, so I have started to work on my vocals once again. This is probably my 20th time I've done this, but I tried something different this time around. I have downloaded a audio book for vocal lessons. It's something like Singing On The Go. Something cheesy like that. Last night I was doing some of the lessons and picked out my range. That has been the hardest thing for me. I could never really find my singing range. Well, last night I finally found it. So knowing this new great range, I began to re-learn Time of Your Life by Green Day. It's a easy song to sing and I know it by heart-ish. Anyways, I put on my capo to change the key of the song that suited best for my range.

This is the first take I sang and really the only good one out of the 10 I recorded. The singing isn't all that great. I can't hit the notes straight on. I can bend up to it and hit it, but I can't singing it like how it should be sung. Anyways, I do hope to do more of these little covers and work on my singing again. I do love writing songs and hate that I can never have a singer sing them. So, I'm giving it another try.

Time of Your Life.

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Protect The Family.

A man went into a gun shop to buy a gun.

He ask the clerk, “What gun is best to protect a family?”

The clerk thought for a moment...then he walked

over to the right hand of the store and pointed

at the pistol on the table.

With a wife and two beautiful kids to protect,

the young man smiled and bought the pistol.

Many years have past and

the children are all grown up.

The old man came home from his wife’s funeral.

Not once has the gun ever been handled.

It sat in the hidden drawer in the

man's bedroom collecting dust.

Tired and depressed, he found his gun

and took his own life.