I want to throw out a 2-part question to all that have tuned in… 1.) a show of hands who knew that Woody Harrelson’s father was a hired hitman; and 2.) If you did know, why didn’t you tell me?  Brad informed me of this the other night, and I want to know if this is common knowledge that I’ve somehow missed out on (the “somehow” really isn’t that mysterious, considering I’m going on a decade without television, I go out of my way to avoid celebrity news, and I read books instead of magazines).  But still… I’m pretty impressed by this.  “Impressed” may not be the appropriate word- but I can’t think of an appropriate one, so we’ll stick with “impressed”.

I’d like to make a public service announcement to all the little “punk” kids out there.   If you see me at a gas station (or anywhere for that matter… but the gas station was where my latest altercation was, so I’ll site that as an example), DO NOT ask me for spare change or to bum a cigarette.  ESPECIALLY when your “punk uniform” (ie: spiky leather jacket, leather boots, carefully maintained and manicured oh-so-shocking hair style, 12 billion patches and “punk” tshirts from all your ‘punk’ bands) cost more than I make in a week.  And DOUBLE ESPECIALLY when you’re sitting at a gas station in Huntington Beach (which means that you live in HB, which means that through your parents, you have shit tons more money than I do).  And SUPER ESPECIALLY DO NOT call me a  bitch when I deny you spare change or a “bummed cigarette”.  I will state here what I tell the spoiled little douchebags who like to hang out and beg because they think the idea of poverty is romantic: Begging does not make you “punk”.  The fact that you’re begging when you don’t need to PROVES  that you’re a spoiled delusional fucking brat who has been so disgustingly pampered throughout your life that you CHOOSE to beg (which is insulting to the rest of the people in the world who actually do struggle financially… and when people who are sincerely in need ask me for change, I openly give it to them).  Other people do not exist to give you free shit.  Other people do not OWE you anything, and you can’t walk up to strangers and DEMAND for them to give you their belongings, and then get MAD when they don’t.  It’s pathetic, and infantile.  And it makes me want to find out where you live, and confront your parents as to why they haven’t made you get a job and instill a little bit of character in you.  I don’t care if I am walking around with bucket of spare change and 200 cartons of cigarettes- you don’t get any.  Why?  Because you haven’t earned it.  I will deny you politely- but if you continue to get in my face about it, I will get loud, and make a complete ass out of you in front of all your little “punk” friends.   Being punk is not wasting your life in front of a suburban 7-11 in your patched stretch jeans and “Discharge” shirt trying to shock the local soccer moms with your boring attempts at rebellion and begging for smokes, you fucking loser.  Punk is politics. It’s the difference between ‘Rancid’ and ‘Fugazi’… one is fashion and marketing, and one is punk. Get a bit of awareness.

That turned into a soap box. Sorry.  Once I start typing, I kindof can’t stop.  Especially if the topic is something that thoroughly pisses me off.

Sully just walked into my office and told me that he no longer wants to be introduced to people as “Sully”.  He now wants to be introduced to people as “Sullivan… boy of Destiny”.  He was serious.  And he’s hilarious.

I don't think a "Boy of Destiny" should be this angry... right?

I’ve finally started to get back into making things for my webstore.  As my regular folks have probably noticed, I haven’t added new shirts and fun for a really long time.  Why?  The economy hurt my feelings.  Ridiculous, I know.  But true, none-the-less.  To work your ass off to build a business from nothing, to do everything right, and to end up almost having to file for bankruptcy because the market crashed makes for buckets of resentment and bad feelings. But I’ve got over my bad feelings, and have scrimped up a bit of cash to go into production in limited runs.  So there will soon be new stuff on the webstore.  These new items aren’t going to be available for wholesale- they’re webstore and gallery exclusives because I’m only making a handful of each.  So as soon as they’re available, I’ll give a holler.

But for now- here’s the new little items I’ve got for sale…. Printables!!!  I figured that everyone was struggling for money just as much as I am.  And I’ve been getting tons of emails from folks wanting the stationary and card sets available again.  So here’s the new deal…. all the images for the card sets are available on my webstore.  You buy the images, and I email them to you (high res versions in color and black and white), and you can print them out yourself!  This way, instead of buying one set at a time, paying for shipping, waiting for them to arrive, and then finding that you need more… you pay for the images once, no shipping charges, and you can print out THOUSANDS!!  Awesomeness… right?  I thought so.

Little Cupcake Recipe Card Set! Only at www.kristenferrell.com

Click HERE to go to the webstore to look at the new fun.  I’m going to have new printables on the store every week… so keep checking back!!

Sully just walked into my office again and showed me his latest drawing of a petrified eyeball.  I’m gonna go hang out with that kid cuz he’s pretty damn funny.

Big love to you all!!