Unlikely Blog Crush; Mook Life

I know.. I follow a lot of typical blogs.. fashion, crafty, vintage, diy. Don't get me wrong, those are my favorite reads.. but every once in a while you come across really unique, really out there kinda' blog. This one has a lot of grimy, gruesome, illegal content but that is what I love about it. It's probably one of the most true to life, realistic blogs, anyway. I especially like the fact that it is a collaboration of many different writers. There's always something new to be amused with..

 Mook Life... Here's how is is described via their site:

In a capitalist world where man is conditioned to slave a 9 to 5 for his picket fence house and apple-green grass, your common trouble-maker and hooligan is usually frowned upon or disliked. We are the opposite of that mentality… we are the Kryptonite to your Superman, the blond drunk white girl to your Tiger Woods.

Mook-Life.com is an online lifestyle blog dedicated to documenting life through the eyes of a mook. We are the voice of the streets and the heart of the youth, where ignorance and acting on impulse are not character defaults but celebrated skills. We see life on another angle and beauty in things that your common man’s eye is trained to overlook. It is these differences in lifestyle we wish to project to the world, because sometimes talent is sprung from the most unexpected places and bred in the harshest living conditions. The mook may be an idiot to some, a pest to others, but in our book… he is the last real human alive.

All content on this site is original. It is created by us or it has been contributed by supporters, friends and fans who live the Mook-Life.

I wanted to share because I know some of my friends would find this blog equally entertaining.

Here are a couple of links to some my favorite articles:
The Art of Sleeping in Public
My Kind of Street Art
The 10 Magic Mushroom Commandments
The Beautiful People with Major Swag
Day in the Life: Chow Chow Man
PUKE-LIFE: When it Rains it Pours
RecyKingz $$$
Mook Life Cribs - The Art of Living
Forgotten Street Soldiers

Now those are some good reads. Enjoy.. Ha ha. Hope you're not too repulsed. ;)

xo, Linds

Blog Guest: Corpsey

Hi. Today is extra special because I'm letting my sister, Laura (aka: Corpsey) have the spotlight on my blog today. I was working on a little raccoon update but I realized that it would be much more in depth, on point, and sentimental if it came straight from the raccoon mama' herself. I asked her to write a little something up when she had time and she agreed! Perhaps I'll let my friends and family help out with posts on my blog more often because I think this is REALLY neat!!! :) Enjoy.

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First off, it must be stated that neither raccoon is allowed a name. I was too critical of my boyfriend's pick. I'm sorry, he is not racist but it sounded worrisome. However, being a crazy mother I ended up with secret names that will eventually come to be known. Gnaghi is the little girl. She's named after a Cemetary Man character. It's kind of gender neutral. She has been with me for four weeks now. She's grew a lot. Her eyes have become less cloudy and more alert. She's taken on a slim playful stance rather then the shaky infant walk from weeks past. She loves eggs and attempting to eat chicken. She still wants to nurse. She will often suckle on my arm or wrist until she falls asleep. I can tell she is still missing the bottle. The little boy is going on three weeks of living with us. I let my friend Jess name him Peako after her begging. Only to find out she's named five other animals the same name at a friend's farm. He may need something new, perhaps of the same movie. His favorite food seems to be bananas. They both are converting from baby formula, baby rice, and jar baby food mixed bottles to stuff a little thicker. I already miss that bonding time with feeding, but we remain close. They will follow at my feet for walks around outside. When I stop they climb up my legs up to my shoulder. They listen well to commands and have been working towards being litter trained. The only real problem right now is Peako has nipped at his Grandma (my Mom) on several occasions while she was tending to him or trying to bath him. This has always been when I walked away. He has been very clingy with me. This may have something to do with him losing his mother. Or as I worry, having been taken. She was found abandoned, but he was picked up by some patch drunk guy for us leaving him abandoned. In my mind, I believe his mother may have still been close.. I'll never know. They both really seem to like just hanging out on the couch. They also do well with baths. I sometimes get little massages from their little hands on mine. It's always something new to look forward to. The other day they learned how to climb trees over my parents'. This upcoming week I'm going to babysit a baby boy raccoon named Alex while a friend goes to Florida. It shall be a handful to say the least. My two are in the office bathroom napping now. Somehow typing up this update was put in front of work today.

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Thank you, Corpsey. :) I will share pictures that both Laura and my mother took of their tree climbing experience at a later date. SO cute!

xo, Linds