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Draplin Design Co., North America
May 19, 2003
Posted at 08:37 PM

Jon Baugh (husband, father, desktop publisher, real good™) from sweet ol’ Minneapolis sent in a little nugget of pixelated customizin’. Man, that guy has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Watch and learn.

Good stuff. Real good. Yet another reason why Minneapolis is it.

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The Draplindustries Design Co. swears by the Canon Elph PowerShot line of quality products.

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that is the tirk setup for lens adapters on the elph. never seen that before.

that moustache photo is gnar gnar.


Posted by: jim on 05/20/03 at 7:27 AM

Yo, I don’t what that lens cannon thingy does, but Draplin- you gotta get chu one a doze. ASAP. Except yours should be even bigger.

Posted by: Kurt "Desert Eagle" Halsey on 05/20/03 at 7:38 AM

Kurt, If you have a beef with Jim’s lingo, I suggest you take it up with him man to man. Be warned, one wrong look from that motherfucker could result in serious implications. Considering how petite and precious you are–twinkling around in Pradas while the rest of the goddamned world works an honest job–you wouldn’t stand a fuckin’ chance.

Good luck.

Posted by: Draplindustries Public Relations on 05/20/03 at 1:05 PM

Damn Aaaaaaron! That was just cold. You know Kurt can’t take a whuppin like you or I.

Take it down a notch, pal.

On a more serious note: You’d better keep fuckin’ representin’ the MLPS/612. You knows we be the fuckin’ jewel of the earth - spawned from the spilt seed of the self-gratification gods.

Watt tomorrow - Turf club. I’m there. Where you?

Posted by: Ryno on 05/20/03 at 7:56 PM

Sorry to blow up your blog - but this just in:

Great fucking day. Real Good day.

9:30 am - “Hobo” breakfast at Key’s - Downtown St. Paul

10-5:30 - Worked like a man. Skil Saws, Splinters, and O.S.B.

6:15-8pm - Umpired little league. The next generation of seamheads

9pm - 1am - Mike M’fgn Watt @ the Turf Club, St. Paul. Goddamn. Every freaking time - blows my flippin’ mind. Can’t imagine anything so effortless and powerful at the same time. No-one has ever even attempted to merge Dude, Jazz, and Punk in such and ingenious, seamless, flawless fashon. Grunt’n, wrasslin,’ and all the shit. The flannel, the modesty, the white van. Jesus christ, man. A nice, tight, talented, three-piece. Mike hollerin’ at the other guys, “Focus!” and slammin’ on the cymbals with his knuckles while tuning his bass mid-solo. The man’s fingers need to be formally recognized as National Treasures. I know you know what I’m talking about. Those ignorant - familiarize yours selves.

Mike fuckin’ Watt.

Posted by: Ryno on 05/21/03 at 11:45 PM

Ryno is right, Watt rocks.

It kind of saddens me Mike Watt keeps getting “bumped down” every time he goes to Minneapolis. A few years back, he played First Ave., then the next year the 7th Street (where I saw him I think in 1999), and now the Turf Club?

I liked the Turf Club and spent many a night there, but you think Watt would at least get more fans and appreciation. Turf seems more of the local up and coming acts.

Posted by: Maniotes on 06/03/03 at 11:09 PM