Monday, November 11, 2013

Nineteen

It's been a while, I know. But, hey, at least this proves I'm not dead yet.
And, that's good thing, right?

Riiiight.

So...I don't have any drawings to post. Not even a doodle. Nor any writings. At least, not yet. I have the aforementioned post from months ago still sitting in draft, waiting to be published. But it's still not ready yet. And, I'm building it up waaay more than it needs to be. It's massive, but not necessarily good.

I have these, though. Pictures I've taken recently. Fall does nice things to my area of the States, and, my only regret is that I don't have a decent camera to capture it all. Lord knows my dinosaur of a cell phone tries, though.




 
I'd like to call these two "Urban Savanna", but that kind of sounds like pretentious artsy-fartsy talk. Really, it's just a sunset near the woods. I just happened to be in a good spot.
 

 
One of the many water ways in Pennypack Park. I actually have a slew of pics I took in the spring, when, for some reason the place looked swampy. They look kind of cool, but not nearly as eye-catching.
 
 

 
These I took on my way to Acme one day. I gave the lower one the title, "Foliage on Fire", but, then I realized it sounded stupid and hipster-y. So, "Red Stuff" it shall be. 
 
Also, in case you're wondering, (and we all know you are) that's my thumb in the top right in the first one. It was...like...totally intentional.
Art school stuff, y'know?
 

 
Random berries. I wish I had more to say other than that.
 




 
 
These are all from the same tree. I snapped these when I was out for a walk with Ivy one day. As I was doing so, she decided to start uprooting plants in that persons' front lawn. So, we ran right after. Thankfully, nobody was home.
 
In her defense, the 'festive grasses' looked terrible anyway.
 
 
Well, there they are. I know it doesn't actually count as a real post, but, to be perfectly honest, I've been less than productive in the last few months. I kinda almost feel like my brain has been put on pause for some reason, and I cant seem to get it back on track. And I truly wish I could figure out why. I'm getting old, maybe. Does 30 count as geriatric?
 
Also, in case you're wondering, I lost the contest. Miserably.
40 views at the time, with one dislike. Most didn't even watch the full video. I know I'm less than amateur at singing, but I wasn't expecting it to be that harsh. They based it on popular vote, and had I known that, I probably wouldn't of entered at all. Or bothered with the subtle Mortal Kombat theme. As of now, I put it on private, so don't be surprised if I actually delete it one day.
 
In the words of Miss Piggy: "C'est la vie, n'est ce pas?"
 
Until then.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Eighteen.75

Very quick post. It's 3 am, and I'm supposed to be getting up at 8. How very smart of me.

From August 21-28, I won't be here.

I know I still owe you posts, from like, last month...and believe me, I've been working on them. I actually have 2 or 3 drafts for both Blogs, and, with any luck, they'll be up before the end of the month.

Patience, friends.

In the meantime, enjoy this video I did for the Calabrese karaoke contest. It took 8+ hours to edit and sync up, so, I hope it'll be worth it.

Also, considering this is the first time I've done anything like this, I'm actually kind of proud of how it came out. Terribly vain of me to say, but, I'm having a moment. Indulge me.

Until then.


Thursday, June 13, 2013

Eighteen.5

So, just to keep you updated...

I started a new post last week. It was a written one, because I don't have much in the doodle department at the moment. My brain, however, won't shut up in regards to...everything else. As per usual. Keeping me up until 4:30 in the morning.

And, as wonderful as all that sounds, I keep doing stuff to that post, so, it's not ready yet. I'm hoping to have it up by the weekend though, so you guys won't have to wait too long.

Patience, friends.

Until then.

Update 7/2: The post, believe it or not, still isn't ready yet. Mostly because I keep fine-tuning the crap out of it, and I'm still not satisfied. Fingers crossed that I'll eventually give up and publish it some time this year. Hopefully, it'll be worth waiting for.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Eighteen

So, it's been a solid few weeks since I've been here, and some...uh, things have happened since.

I just love how descriptive I can be...

For starters, I had to go back to the doctor's office. Mainly to get refills on my meds, but, also for the mandatory checkup that they like to do. From experience, I know that some doctors wont give you refills unless you're there in person, so, off I went.

I kinda figured it was a bad omen when everybody on the SEPTA bus decided to stand when they got on, rather than sit next to me on the way up. I shower, people. And I didn't even have my headphones on that day.

I get there, on time, surprisingly, and showed my way to a room. The nurse takes my stats,and tells me to take a seat. Then she asks about my hair.

Yes, I did this on my own. I used Special Effects' Joyride and Jerome Russell Bleach Vol. 30. It usually takes me an hour if I want the best results. Yes it's permanent. Yes, I have a few broken pieces from not taking care of it. In reality, I only get the first line out before she tells me about her daughter's mishaps at a random salon "full of Asian women". She has pictures to back it all up, too. I want to give her advice, but she seems too wrapped up in her story.

After a 10 minute wait, the doctor shows up. We do the customary "How's things?" with each other while she looks up my stuff in the computer.

"Aah, here we are. Did you see the dermatologist? What did he say?"

"Uh, no. I um...didn't have the money to go."

She's a little surprised. She checks my back, and, thankfully, the spot wasn't even there anymore.

"What about the endocrinologist? What's up with him?"

"He told me to lose weight. And that was it."

"Did he discuss the test results with you?"

"Uh, no, he just told me in so may words that I'm chunky. And that I shouldn't be."

She looks at me for a second before going back to the screen. She then finds the test I took with him, and lists off his notations. There was so much she said that came back abnormal, that I wasn't even sure it was English after 30 seconds.

"Well, you really need to follow up with him."

Yeah, I'll do that.

"Okay. But, he never told me any of that. Just so you know."

"Well...you need to follow up with somebody, then.
And now...let's see...the CA125. Where are you with that?"

"Got imaging done twice, they sent me to Fox Chase. Fox Chase said I was clear."

"Ok. Just to be sure, you should talk it over with your gynecologist. She might want to re-test you to be safe."

She pokes and prods me a bit, the way doctors usually do, before filling out my prescriptions.

"I'm actually going to take you off the Serovent. Studies have found it hurts more people than it helps."

I had been taking this medicine for 10 years now. If it was going to hurt me, I would think it would of happened already. Not to mention, I think the one she's keeping me on is crap, anyway.

"We also need you to re-do the blood and urine tests from last year. You had said the results might of been inaccurate because--"

"Uh-huh. I'll do them."

I eventually walk out of there with a wad of paper the size of a book. Depressed, I walk back home rather than take the bus. I didn't care if it was too hot for a hoodie. I didn't care that my head felt like it was going to explode. Not even the mighty power of Calabrese perked me up.

Because, in a nutshell, I'm dying.
Slowly, but surely.

And, honestly, she could of saved paper, time and money if she just handed me a bottle of strychnine.

So, yeah, theres that.
And...these. For what it's worth.


 
"Vamp Girl"
 
I used a really crappy pencil to do these, and it kind of shows.
She kind of looks like Twilight Sparkle, but human and like, bitey.
 

 
A bird...thing.
 
Joe said it kind of reminded him of a Pokemon.
I see a rejected Hasbro toy.
 

 
Emo Vegeta.
 
Because...well, why not?
 
 
But...wait! Where's the blood? The gore? The craziness?
 
It's coming. Trust me. I've already got 2 more down, and your wishes will be fulfilled.
If I'm not tucked away in the ground first.
 
Fingers crossed!
 
Until then.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Seventeen

First post of the new year!

...in March.

Yes, I'm aware. The apartment wont clean itself, though. And, y'know, mom/wife things. Keeps a girl busy when I'm not doing this, or attacking my video game collection.

Plus, for some mysterious reason, I seem to have a small following on Twitter. I guess folks on there enjoy what I have to offer, even if it's just usually me making ridiculous comments. But, I did just post a picture of myself within the last hour, so we'll see about that in the upcoming weeks.

Onward!

These three I did at the beginning of last month, trying to stretch my hands out for something else I was working on. Enjoy?


 
Totally random...ballet guy...doodle...thingie.
Yeah, that's the ticket.
 
I was trying to fill the bottom half of a page, and, unfortunately, this was the only thing I could think of, so, here we are.
 
 
 
A raccoon! With tidbits of garbage!
But...is he under a street light? Praising the junk gods? In mid-musical?
 
Maybe...
 
 
 
This guy.
 
I was trying to go for 'Yeti', but somehow wound up channeling a demented Gossamer. I still like it though. The feet, for some reason, took me a minute to come up with. Don't know if I'll change that someday.
 
 
So, that's what I've got to show for now. I'm hoping I'll be able to finish up some other stuff this week, and then I'll have a nicer post for everyone later this month.
 
If things go the way they should.
Which, you know as well as I do, the odds of that are pretty slim.
 
Oh, well...
 

Until then.