Thursday, September 28, 2006

Finally, a drawing... of sorts.

Illustration Friday: "Phobia"

Illustration Friday:

Very fast and very dirty.

Special thanks to: The Phobia List

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Freaking out the boy

My son and I were eating pizza for dinner last night. My daughter was at her mom's house at the time. After dinner I was going to be heading down to the basement to work on assembling the computer desk for the "library/craft room", and I didn't want to forget the screwdriver so I had it sitting next to my plate.

Son (with pizza halfway to mouth): Why's the screwdriver there?

Me (smiling an evil smile): In case I need to kill you.

Son (frozen, mouth open, eyes big): ... uh.

Me: Hahahahah. Just kidding.

Son: You're just not right.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Today's silliest sentence award goes to...

Chris Roper, of IGN, for his review of 'Okami' for the PS2:

"In fact, the game will surprise you in ways that you hadn't expected..."

As opposed to the things that surprise you in the "ho-hum, I totally expected that" way.

Yeah, yeah, I know what he means, but it still amused me. So why did I single this sentence out, when I had all of the internet to choose from? Because I needed to post something and I happened to be reading the review. I haven't posted anything in a week. And I haven't drawn anything in even longer. I did so much cleaning of my old apartment on Saturday and Sunday that my fingers are still too weak and stiff to hold a stylus. At least not well enough to draw anything.

A bit further through the review I ran across this sentence: "... the game's events feel much bigger then just you and Orochi (the game's 8-headed protagonist)..."

From what I know of the game – I haven't played it yet, but I have read quite a bit – Orochi is an evil demon that you are up against. I'm reasonably sure that would make him the game's 'antagonist'.

And a weeeee bit further: "Some are as simply as talking to someone...".

Do you not have an editor? A proofreader? Any help at all?

With that, I'm done. Have a great week everyone!

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

It was moving

Practically everything was moved from both Heather's apartment and my apartment last Friday. Only a few things were left behind because we were short on boxes. Nothing that we can't toss in the cars when we go back to clean up.

We started around 9:30 Friday morning, and finished at 7:30 that night. It was a long day that felt like it was never going to end. But it did end. With a bang as I slipped off the ramp of the truck while helping take off the final item. A bookcase.

It had been raining off and on throughout the day and the ramp was wet. Kevin – my step-dad whom it would have been impossible to do without – had the other end of the bookshelf and was at the bottom of the ramp as I was walking down.

I turned my head to answer a question my mom had asked and my left foot came down on the edge of the ramp. My foot slipped and shot up as the bookcase pushed me down and then the next thing I knew I was on my back on the ground next to the ramp.

I rested a second, trying to tell just how badly broken I was. I got up slowly and my right hand and both of my knees were aching. Both knees were bleeding and starting to swell up and there was a small chunk missing from the knuckle of my index finger. For a fat, old guy I really lucked out.

I'm pretty sure that I insisted on helping get the bookcase to the house before I went upstairs to change clothes and clean and dress my injuries.

According to my daughter who saw the fall, I did a summersault on my way to the ground. I must have taken most of my weight on my right knee, because it's by far the worst off. I have pictures that Heather took for me on Monday morning that I will post once I find where we packed the card reader.

So. That was a hoot. With luck the next time we'll have to move will be many, many years from now.

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Apparently this is my 700th post. Go me.

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Also, you can check out the latest SoC:HHPH podcast made fresh, last night, here: Episode 14

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Stupid Person Sighting (SPS)

On the way in to work I saw a woman driving a Lexus next to me almost smack into the Infiniti in front of her after the light turned green. She didn't notice the traffic pause ahead of her. Why?

She was looking down while dialing her cell phone.

It wouldn't bother me so much except I realize she's not the only person doing this. There are thousands of them out there. All around those of us who don't do it. It's scary. And yeah, I realize I blew a stoplight a bit ago and almost got myself killed without the help of anyone outside my car... not counting the poor bastard who almost ran into me. But here's the deal: I've only done that once in all my years of driving. She makes, what? Let's say 10-20 calls a day. And how many of those from her car? There's no telling for sure, but let's guess half because the math is easier. That means that 5-10 times per day she's looking down at her phone instead of at the road ahead of her. Scary.

I place some of the blame on the new cell phones. They keep getting smaller, and smaller. Meanwhile fingers aren't getting any smaller. If anything, they get fatter. So it takes more concentration from the caller to hit the right numbers, so that's less attention they have to spare on the things around them.

I've tried owning a cell phone twice. Once when I bought my car in 1997. It was part of a deal they were offering and I thought it would be a great idea. I never used it and payed way too much. Then a couple of years ago I bought one of the Virgin pay-as-you-go phones. I used it a bit more, but not enough. They required that you buy a minimum of $20 worth of time every three months. I had stopped using it, but kept paying. When I finally stopped paying I had around $90 built up which is now lost to the vaults of Virgin. Oh well.

I guess cell phones just aren't my thing. I'm starting to feel like my dad, so I think I'll stop now before I really get depressed.

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I thought I would have something artsy by the end of the week for the few of you who still bother to check my site. I forgot that I'm going to be busy the next four days with moving. A silly thing to forget really, what with having the whole "buying a house and moving" thing occupying practically every waking thought I've had for the last month. I guess I was still viewing it as something down the road, rather than something almost on top of us. I have, at best, half of my family's possessions boxed and ready to go or already gone. So... nothing this week. Hopefully next week.

Have a great weekend everyone!
"Boring a hole in the patient’s head creates a door through which the demons can escape, and - viola! - out goes the crazy."