The Klubhaus

This has been coming for a while now. You shouldn’t really be surprised.

For those of you who aren’t familiar, my place of residence has been lovingly called “the Klubhaus” since around this time last year. It became the place of refuge for many of our MECA illustrators last winter (hence the play on the name – ie: Bauhaus), and then eventually just became the place to be on Saturday nights. We spend our weekdays trying hard not to bash in our heads from the crappy retail jobs or community colleges we attend, and spend our weekends raising hell. Well, not really. We’re more talk than anything, and we like to fancy ourselves a house of Art as well as a house of fun (or club), since we house two artists and our walls are mostly covered in eye candy and our drawing board becomes the center of attention once a week.

Anyhoo, so then we started watching Sons of Anarchy and well it was all down hill from there.

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