There is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.
Alright, I’m going to be a completely dorky new mom in this post and share some ideas of what I’m going to do to my kid before s/he’s aware of a mother’s ability to embarrass the hell out of the him/her. Hopefully this will be the only time I do anything along these lines, because…
I feel like utter crap right now. I have a headache so bad that it hurts to focus my eyes (yet I still came to work today). I find myself staring into nothingness for indeterminate periods of time, which is severely reducing my productivity. Then, I start thinking that there are people I work with…
I probably should have posted this a couple weeks ago. Oh well. Everything’s on track. Also, I have a small “contest” going on at my deviant art account. Go there to find out more. Update: YOU ALL FAIL.
Work in Progress, estimated completion date, 14 March 2009.
Some of my earliest memories of my father’s mother are of her begging us for something. She had a sense of entitlement when it came to family, that her kids HAD to take care of her, no matter how she behaved, just because they were her kids. I remember her moving in with us when…
What I thought was allergies over the weekend fucking with my head has culminated into something more sinister. My stomach feels to be in knots, or having difficulty passing a bowling ball through my intestines or something. By gum, this is WORSE THAN MENSTRUAL CRAMPS, and that’s something, oh boy. I once described cramps to…
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New to Harren Hall: Weezer (red album), Weezer – Make Believe.
“I am a bard, a trav’ling man, In homes and inns I sing. I tell the tales of history, Of heroes and of kings. I never deigned to read or write. I’m not a learn-ed man. But in my endless pilgrimage, I have learned all I can. My words are now for you to read,…
I am enjoying this point-n-click adventure with combat system reminiscent of Chrono Trigger with a hint of Wario Ware. On the Rain-Slick Precipice of Darkness, Episode One: great game or greatest game? (hint: neither) Good game. Certainly hilarious at times, and enjoyable to play, but I don’t see playing it again and again like I’d…
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For a while I’ve been using two lcd displays. My first one, going on four years old or more now, has a crappy contrast ratio and really makes it difficult to deal with colors properly when making arts. Because of that, and because I’d just bought a computer that could hand dual display, I bought…
(originally written 2004-2005) Chapter 3 Dreams The rest of the day went as usual and the evening just as well. I left the dock when the sun went behind the buildings and I could no longer paint with any natural light. My back was sore from sitting on the stool for eight hours after lunch,…
Jorenko’s in Germany on a business trip, attending a trade show. He spent today being a tourist and send me some pictures. Behold the open-index goodness.
(originally written late 2004) Chapter 2 Patience The rest of the evening was uneventful. I was thankful for this, though to whom I do not know. Did I believe that the river was a god to worship? It seemed so primitive after all my education abroad to think that a river, a body of water,…
(Originally written in late 2004) Chapter 1 The Chase The river was beautiful. It was as clear as filtered and processed water, but it was natural. The sky reflected perfectly making it the brightest blue. Not even the riverbed could dirty the water. The water flowed smoothly in some places, and had small rapids in…
In 2000, a movie called “Pay It Forward” came about. In it, a social studies teacher gives his second-grade students a task for extra credt: come up with an idea to make the world a better place. The main character, a student, comes up with the idea he calls paying forward. Person A does three…
One must understand that in this profession there is a likelihood of hearing firsthand a man’s descent into madness. It is not often that this is heard, however, as most patients are brought to us already gripped by insanity’s claws, their conscious mind torn by their subconscious nightmares. A man submitted himself to our care…
duct tape, styrofoam, cardboard
I saw a How-To by Propmedic/Juego/Yoink/Wossname on how he made his bonesaw. First thought: AWESOME. Second thought: I want one. Third thought: I want mine a little thinner and a little longer. So I made an outline. 20″ bonesaw from handle to tip. I cut one piece from some black mounting board using this pattern….
(originally written 13 April 2004) As I walk down the darkened hall, my gun trembled in my hands. I had never been forced to use such a thing in all my days, but now I needed it more than ever. I glanced at the walls in the flickering light, trying to catch a glimpse of…
(Originally written 07 March 2005. Revised 15 March 2008) I am legendary. That is to say, there are legends about me. I do not see why, as nothing I had done in life was worthy of legend. The stories about me happened after I died. In life, I was a woman, and I did as…
I have a headache. It started last night. It’s not a headache I normally have, and my medication doesn’t seem to affect it. It hasn’t gone away or diminished, no matter what I’ve taken. So I watched it snow a bit in the middle of the night. Fuck. Snow. Means I have to shovel the…
For those of you know me online and have spoken to me recently, this is old new. For those of you who are still reading but haven’t been playing games with me, then, well, this is new. Dispenser Goes Here is a steam group I made the evening of January 19th after a game of…