Also? I’m just too lazy to shave.
I’m going to Brazil in a week or so. This still blows my mind.
Though I missed much of GameHoleCon (“The Best Three Days In Gaming With the Worst Name ™”), two days after the medics cut me, Alex Kammer dropped by the house with a surprise.
World’s. Largest. Owlbear.
Yesterday’s DORK TOWER: I am all four characters, though the last panel is (I think) obviously most me.
Much has been shown to us, at this point, from Episode VII. More than there ever was for Episode I, by far.
So though this was my reaction to the first Episode I trailer, way back when…I wonder what I would have thought had much more been previewed from that wretched sum of hype and vilify?
For all the promise of the first Ep. I trailer, the second was about as soporific as you can get, given a full-scale planetary invasion.
The three main trailers for “The Force Awakens,” though? The many TV and (apparently) Twitter spots?
I’m drinking the Kool-Aid. Two-fisted. Plus a beer-bong baseball cap that screams “IT’S #$@&#!!!ING TRUE! ALL OF IT!” and is also available in death-stick form.
Every new bit I see makes me crave Episode VII that much more. And there have been lot of new bits.
Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck. Please don’t suck.
I am told OWLBEARS ARE STILL AVAILABLE!
The surgeon says I’m 100% better, and I can now live a normal life.
I forgot to ask him what a normal life is.
OK, guys – act fast on this one!
I’m not sure how many they have, but they tweeted that supplies are limited.
The plushies are $22.50, at the moment, and I’m told by a reader that even the postage to Australia is pretty reasonable.
Give a Hoot! Buy a brute!
So, on Monday, this happened:
— Adam Savage (@donttrythis) November 16, 2015
Let it be known Adam Savage is one of the nicest people on earth, and the Lovely and Talented Judith and I now find ourselves in possession of tickets to the Madison Mythbusters “Jamie and Adam Unleashed” Live show and Meet-and-Greet!
And if you like the shirts, you can find them here.
Tuesday’s Dork Tower is the kind of thing I suspect drives many folks screaming from the website, never to return.
Relatively obscure philosophy comic? Check. But in my mind’s eye, I loved the idea of how the second panel might look, and I wanted to draw that.
Sometimes, I get a giggle out of a strip that maybe three other people will get. This was one of those times.
Be thankful I didn’t go all Jeremy Bentham Utilitarian on you.
If you’d like to read up on Hegelian Dialectic, a rather bland description can be found right here. (The more you know).
OK. I’m off to the surgeon’s now. To hear if I’m 100% better or not.
I suspect I am, but I’m not the professional…
I’m pretty much feeling 100% better. Thanks for asking. But I’ve an appointment with the surgeon Wednesday, and await his official verdict. I haven’t seen him since I was wheeled into surgery, two weeks ago, and I sort of want to greet him with “So you’re the sonofabitch who knifed me!”
But I probably won’t.
Observation: there is precisely one “Gall/Gallbladder” joke.
I have heard it many times, in the past two weeks.
Fortunately, I am bile-free.
I’m not sure who made the minis. I’m guessing Ral Partha. I should have taken “before” photos. I probably also should have stripped the old paints off the minis (note the less-than smooth surfaces). But I went into the project thinking I’d only be touching up some mediocre old paint jobs, not redoing them entirely.
I’m rusty. Out of practice. But I’ll get back to where I was, 10 or 15 years ago or so, when I was able to paint stuff that turned out like this:
They’re no “Golden Demon” award-winners, but I was really happy with them.
I’ve missed the painting part of the hobby badly. I almost forgot how relaxing it can be. I need to make more time for it. The trick to getting better is simply to keep painting. Case in point, the first minis I ever painted: school, in the late 70s:
I used enamels on these. Not sure I knew anything else was available, back then. (And no, I’m never repainting these. Wouldn’t dream of it. Not sure I’d even rebase them, from the pink cardboard bases I cut out for them, thinking it was a good idea at the time.)
I’d listen to Elvis Costello, the Jam, the Boomtown Rats and the Police while painting minis, back in the day. I still may be the only person who reminisces about of Advanced Dungeons and Dragons First Edition in general, and Asgard miniatures in particular, when listening to the album “Get Happy.” I’m not sure that’s what “Love for Tender” intended.
But yes. Take-away. Paint, paint and keep painting. It’s hard to get worse when you keep painting!
“I prefer liberty with danger than peace with slavery.”
― Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Given the news from Paris and Beirut, Friday night, everything else seems ridiculously small.
I love Paris. Judith and I honeymooned there. We went back for our 10th anniversary. We’ll be back for your 20th. I’ve been there many, many times on my own, ever since I was a kid, growing up in England.
I am heartsick.
My thoughts are with you, France. We have so much to thank you for.
One day I hope to visit you, Lebanon. Your wounds are great, and they have lasted long.
Toujours, nous sommes tout Paris. Et aussi Beirut.
I’m a fan of Eagles of Death Metal. Possibly my favorite song of theirs, from 2006’s “Death By Sexy”:
Wednesday’s cartoon: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock may be my favorite poem. Certainly, it’s up there with some Yates, that’s for sure. If you’ve not read it, I hope you enjoy it. It’s meant a lot to me, since discovering it, one auspicious English Lit. class, in college.
Originally, the last panel in the strip was going to be a reference to Charlie Bown, Lucy, and the football being pulled away, time after time. But following surgery last week, and feeling a bit older, and more vulnerable, the main question in my mind the last several days is just that: “Where did the time go?”
And yes, I’ve tweeted 92,100 times, as of the last count, over the last five years
Speaking of Social Media I don’t know how to use correctly:
I started up an Instagram account, since I discovered someone else was using my e-mail address for theirs. The culprit was someone going by “mansonaberjona.” https://www.instagram.com/mansonaberjona/
My e-mail being mine, I was able to disassociate it from the other person’s account easily. Still…that was weird.
Anyway, this is really me there, now, AND DON’T I JUST LOOK LIKE A KNOW WHAT I’M DOING?