April 21, 2006

My God

When Daedalus called Bronson Arroyo our savior, I didn't realize she meant it so literally.

Girlfriend, you got some mad photoshoppin' skillz.

6 comments to “My God”

  1. Daedalus says:

    I’m still learning. I can’t wait to learn animation. I can only imagine what images will begin to appear…


  2. KC2HMZ says:

    That would be truly awesome: We watch from behind kind of over the shoulder of a robed figure as He walks across water (the Ohio River perhaps), enters GABP, walks up to Bob Castellini, blesses him in the customary manner, and hands him the World Series Championship trophy.

    Then as He turns to walk away, we get to see it’s Arroyo.

  3. joeberk says:

    I’d picture Arroyo more like this:


    or maybe more like this:


    Sorry, big Pearl Jam fan. (In my defense, so’s Bronson Arroyo!)

  4. Red Hot Mama says:

    Deddy, you must have the best job where you make all that awesome PhotoShop stuff. Either that, or you must not sleep at all!

    Joe, I’m sure that Bronson would take that comparison favorably, but I still think he should have covered 80s music.

  5. joeberk says:

    80’s music? Like what, Flock of Seagulls? Haircut One Hundred? 😉

  6. Red Hot Mama says:

    Love Plus One. That’s obscure, duder.