Boy, am I an Adulterer.

 

Yes, I’ve become an adult.

I'm an adult

Yeah, but not that much swagger.

I think I may have forgotten my child-like whimsy the last bit in the whirlpool of feeding myself through money-job-doing, laundry, being a white Afrikaans South-African who was raised be the internet and TV. God.

But I haven’t been watching TV the last bit either. It’s like I’m the middlest child of the most confused generation. AND all my jokes feed off of Ed, Edd and Eddy. Soon all the kids will know that I’m not one of them.

fellow kids

But I still feel like a boy.

Pheonix with nameless helm

Check out my phoenix. I’ve still been gunning it in the meantime. Times might not be as mean as 702 and social media makes it out to be.

Habit RPG! Wield yourself

We all have bad habits. Imagine if you could change ’em until they were all good ones.

Yeah, you’d become a funken warlock.

(Insert your name here), they’d say, the Aeontwister, the Mindcolonoscopist, The Archsaucier, purveyor of galaxysalsa.

I’m no warlock, but lookee, I am a mage.

Me

All thanks to this handy app (both for ios and Android). Habit RPG!

Make your life into a role playing game, where you turn all your good habits into things that give you experience and gold. And wenches! Gender-neutral cyberwenches that (even though they’re processors are based on binary) recognise that gender and sexuality isn’t.

It’s like A PC PC with a P and a V!

Yeah-yeah!

Habit RPG acts on these elements:

Instant gratification (Gold/Experience/Booty(ifyaknowwhatimean))

Consequences (bad habits make you lose health)

Accountability (You can do quests with your friends and hell hath no fury like a lv. 32 rogue who’s lv. 11 warrior buddy wussed-out mid quest.)

Seriously, my name is Mik3y. Let’s go F@#! up the Rat King.

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Drawkward: I want a nation to bleed ink

Saturday dawned and a xyline feuled bloodlust inspired some affable peeps and myself to go lynchin’. White paper lynchin’. With permanent markers. Lookin’ mighty fine in dem jeans boy.

Drawkward

At Re: Capitoli’s Capitol theatre event my friend Sibu and I spread out 10 meters of bleached cellulose and stuck it to the wall with masking tape. Anyone could come in and blemish it with me. And they did. And it was sweet.

I’ve recently started learning music, an artform where people are naturally drawn together for a garage jam sesh sweatlodge.

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This is rarely the case with drawing. I wanted to fix that. No longer did I have to choose between drawing delicious velociraptors and my friends. I could draw it with ’em. Or on ’em. Nom nom nom.

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How to be happy forever

How-to-be-happy-foreverZis is mein projekt for the ODMA (Ogilvy Digital Marketing Academy) and it’s a simple philosophy that I’ve spent many an Oppikoppi refining. It’s helping me drink deep from the soup bone of life.

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Favourite Ninja Turtle is Infographael

This is a little infographic I made for varsity about the impact that cartoonists can have on soceitoi.

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And I lied. My favourite ninja turtle is this gnarly dude.

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The University of Youtube

How bored do you get in a classroom? I get unbefuckinglevingly bored.

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Boredom with such fury, that if it could be harnassed as energy, we could invent magic. And not the metaphor. I mean Harry Potter shit y’all.  Rip out my bitchin’ nuclear powered wand and bam, warp space and time and your face is a turnip. Suck it, physics.

That bored.

I’m not saying classrooms have no purpose. The structured remedial hand of a tutor can be indispensable when learning because it’s just that, structured. But you need to nab those internet ADDelinquents by the nads and stop blaming the youth for being young and existing within a world that they do. Entertain, simplify. Because odds are you’re being superfluous anyway if you’re unable to get a basic concept across in tout suite fashion.

Boring. Sorry.

Check it:

Learn backflips.

Why videos are dope.

Learn some smart guff.

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I time travelled

I was so knackered when I got home, I whispered to a promising friday night: “Just a little lie down.” I woke up an hour ago. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUfriday

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Apply for a job by doing the job

I recently applied for an illustration job for TEDex Johannesburg. Instead of sending them a CV or writing some nonsense of me believing in whale-saving or biomechanical weasel-engineering, I just showed them I could draw. By drawing:

I-draw-awesomeI got the job.

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Who’s your daddy?

‘Cause this video’s for him.

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My life is Crunk

Just a video of my friends and I living life to death. Buddaboom.

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