Skylab Shoot

Our Skylab project has gone through quite a few changes over the course of the summer. But today we finished our second day of the photo shoot for some web content and it is looking pretty rad, if I may say so.


I know I'd like to live in a place like that. It's huge too, over 3000 square feet. And completely customizable. I'll keep you updated on the progress of this project, and when we get the website built, you'll be the second to see it (Jeff obviously get's first dibs).

We've Got a Studio!

We're making some upgrades here at Mutt. Last Friday when we had our little toy shopping spree we also went down to Pro Photo in NW to get some gear for the Skylab photo shoot. The smooth tongued salesman at the counter convinced Mike to get a three-piece set of used soft lights. So with the addition (today) of a 36 x 9 foot white background, we're nearly a full-on studio.

This is a far cry from the old days of Mutt's Studio:

Beep Beep Baby

There are certain people in the world that love trains. Our man DB is one of them, so much so that when we visited the local hobby shop he finagled a private viewing of the owners personal train set for himself, me and mike.

This was frankly one of the most bizarre and uncomfortable situations I've ever been in. We were taken into the basement of the hobby shop, beyond a locked door into a giant room of a train set. It filled the basement wall to wall with a hobby I never quite understood. I'm not so much in to the analog Sim City 3000.


And we stayed there for at least thirty minutes while the this guy ranted about his family's train set-up.


Apparently on Saturday's the old boys (his pop and his friends) make their way down to "do work (but really they just come to run the set)" as Billy here explained. He pointed to about five seats in the middle of the train set and told us they sat there and watched while he ran the store upstairs. And in a bin next to the chairs were not beer bottles, or even a bong as one might expect, instead is was teaming with empty coke cans. One of the Saturdays you'll have to join me for one of their ragers.

W is for Wenis

It's not everyday that I get to drop some knowledge on the boys here at Mutt, after all, I'm only 22 (tall, athletic and available, wink wink).

But today I had the privilege to share a word I learned at school: Wenis, or, the skin on your elbow. Technically it's not a real word (says webster) but it has an urban dictionary page, so we'll count it.

Now, here's a picture of the Mutt Wenis's. Can you guess whose is whose?

I am Immune (the working title)

Sorry folks, no fresh news on the porno front. But I've got some exciting content on the hamster front. I'm sure you remember a few posts about my frantic hamster hunt. Well, here's how that story finished: I did buy a hamster and I gave it the time of its life.

See there? If I had given you a proper pause (impossible via the blog) you might suspect the little guy died during filming. But fear not! No hamsters were harmed during filming. Instead, little Luker got a chance to explore the streets of Southeast Portland.



My feet (and entire body) made a special appearance a few times.

That hamster is going to have stories to tell to it's little grandkids. He'll speak of the giants from Mutt who taught him how to be a baller.

I'm too clever.

Jumping Crocodiles

I'm a man of my word.

I'd like to tell you about the low-budget porno being shot outside our office doors, but I made a promise to tell you about jumping crocodiles today.

In 2007 I was fed up with the Northwest, the direction of my life and heaps of other things, so I made a break for it. I traded in the University of Oregon in Eugene for Latrobe University in Melbourne, Australia. But it wasn't really about the studying, in fact, my schedule was breezy so I had lots of free time on my hands. Most of it was spent exploring the city (Melbourne, pronounced Mellben, no 'r' please, is the best city I've ever been to) but every so often I had a week or two off and I took a big trip. One of the trips was up to Cairns and Darwin, two tropical paradises up on the northern coast.

In Darwin I went to Kakadu National Forest, swam under waterfalls and saw some jumping crocodiles. Check it out.


These things were enormous, like 15 feet long....


Of course they didn't jump on their own. The boat driver was dangling giant chunks of chicken over the side to get him to...


It was a pretty rad trip. I'll save the rest of my Australian stories for another time. And worry not, the filming outside is going to continue tomorrow, so when they wrap it up (I hope they have been. ZING!) I'll write a post, hopefully with some images.

Australia

This isn't the epic Hugh Jackman and Nicole Kidman movie you most likely haven't seen yet, this is real Australia.

I don't know if you've ever seen a Kangaroo in the wild, but you're about to. I took this little clip while I was in Tasmania. Yes, I said Tasmania, you may have heard of it. It's famous for this guy. I went on a little hike that covered about a third of the entire island and I saw tons of Kangaroos.

Here's one eating a leaf.

Here's a kangaroo that was chilling at the top of a mountain.


And then it ran away and jumped over whatever it is you'd call that body of water. Stream. Swamp. Lake. I don't know.



Well that was informative. Next time I'll show you jumping crocodiles.