Monday, April 30, 2007
CAPE this Saturday!
Join Ben and I this Cinco de Mayo for CAPE! The event is from 10 am - 6 pm in the parking lot of Zeus Comics in Dallas.
Also, there is a live art show on Friday night (may 4th) at 9pm with art sold benefiting Children's Medical Center and Child's Play with DJ Aki spinning. The show is at St. Pete's Dancing Marlin.
For directions and more info, visit the CAPE website: capeday.com
We hope to see everyone there!
Also, there is a live art show on Friday night (may 4th) at 9pm with art sold benefiting Children's Medical Center and Child's Play with DJ Aki spinning. The show is at St. Pete's Dancing Marlin.
For directions and more info, visit the CAPE website: capeday.com
We hope to see everyone there!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Costco: Stealer of LIVES
So Ben and I recently renewed our membership to Costco. We had a membership a long time ago and didn't really use it so we let it go. My friend Norma from Vegas recently moved to Texas and they don't have a Costco where she lives, so anytime she and her husband, Randy, come down to Arlington to visit us, we usually end up taking a trip to the wholesale giant.
After one of their recent visits, we talked it over and decided that we could probably benefit from renewing our membership by buying things like 60 rolls of toilet paper, gallon sized bottles of hair conditioner for my unruly mane and 6 packages of Q-Tips that will keep our ears clean and my makeup fresh for years...
We've only been a couple times since we got the membership and today I went by myself and I've come to a few conclusions about what happens to people once they enter this mecca of bulk savings.
1) It doesn't matter what you think you're going there to buy, you will NOT get out of there for less than $50. Seriously. I had a list to get apples and water today and spent $60 because I also bought 6 cans of olives, a pack of 120 calcium chews (that's an awesome 4 months supply for $10 whatta steal!), rubbing alcohol, frozen dinners and some crackers. It's a sickness. It's like crack cocaine, and you can't escape it. Not matter what you go in there intending to buy, you will ALWAYS find something else that you HAVE to have because it's a pack of XX for only $XX.XX.
2) Shopping carts are not only means to transport your various bulk items from store to car, they are also a way to block off other patrons from looking at the products that you are looking at. They are also a good blockade for letting anyone get through the end of the aisle you are in so that they will just take their business elsewhere in the store rather than deciding that they really need that 4-pack of 20 ounce bottles of lemon juice.
3) Once you enter the store, all manner of time and substance becomes irrelevant. You can spend HOURS in this store and not even realize it. It's like a casino in Vegas. No clocks, no windows so you don't see how dark it is outside and I'm sure instead of oxygen, they pump in flavorful scents of baking cookies and fresh baked bread so that you get so hungry that you MUST stop and visit every stand where the little old ladies are handing out free samples of some of the most grotesque foods ever concocted, but you'll eat them because the ladies are polite and it's FREE. People will stand, slack-jawed in the same place for 20 minutes looking at the regular Cheerios and the Honey Nut Cheerios, painfully trying to make the decision as to which cereal to buy, because their family will be eating that cereal for MONTHS.
4) Any and all manners go right out the window, because this store works almost like a garage sale, where it's every person for themselves and you can't show weakness. Case in point. I was trying to decide if I had room in my life for 2 large pouches of lunch meat, and I was walking up to the fridge section that had the lunch meat when I was cut off by an older Asian couple (with a large shopping cart) who proceeded to fight (about what I couldn't tell, they were talking in their native tongue) and open up several packages of the lunch meat (I guess maybe they missed the part where it said 2 pouches in each package) and check the contents... I decided that I could just get the meat from my local grocery store. I'm also fond of the abandoned cart that's left in front of whatever it is I'm interested in only to have it reclaimed by it's owner just because they wanted to look at the Dove body wash, but they didn't want to lose their place in front of the One-A-Day vitamins...
So to recap, Costco, while AWESOME in it's savings on some things that won't perish if you keep them for a year, will also cost you one year of your life every time you set foot inside, no matter how long you stay there.
BUT, there's also a chance to do a good deed when you go. Like today, there was an old lady who had the BIGGEST soda I've EVER seen in one hand, and in the other, a wild shopping cart that refused to be corralled. I was corralling my cart, which WAS hard to get over the metal bumper to keep them from getting away, and I ran over to her and helped her get the cart in before she took a bath in Coke trying to juggle the Mothra of soda cups and her cart. She thanked me, acknowledging that if she didn't have this "big stupid cup in my hand", she'd have gotten the cart in, lickety split.
I do plan on buying an XBOX 360 from there one day, however. Because the price is CHOICE, and I'm still jonesing to play that zombie mall game...which I've already forgotten the name of.
After one of their recent visits, we talked it over and decided that we could probably benefit from renewing our membership by buying things like 60 rolls of toilet paper, gallon sized bottles of hair conditioner for my unruly mane and 6 packages of Q-Tips that will keep our ears clean and my makeup fresh for years...
We've only been a couple times since we got the membership and today I went by myself and I've come to a few conclusions about what happens to people once they enter this mecca of bulk savings.
1) It doesn't matter what you think you're going there to buy, you will NOT get out of there for less than $50. Seriously. I had a list to get apples and water today and spent $60 because I also bought 6 cans of olives, a pack of 120 calcium chews (that's an awesome 4 months supply for $10 whatta steal!), rubbing alcohol, frozen dinners and some crackers. It's a sickness. It's like crack cocaine, and you can't escape it. Not matter what you go in there intending to buy, you will ALWAYS find something else that you HAVE to have because it's a pack of XX for only $XX.XX.
2) Shopping carts are not only means to transport your various bulk items from store to car, they are also a way to block off other patrons from looking at the products that you are looking at. They are also a good blockade for letting anyone get through the end of the aisle you are in so that they will just take their business elsewhere in the store rather than deciding that they really need that 4-pack of 20 ounce bottles of lemon juice.
3) Once you enter the store, all manner of time and substance becomes irrelevant. You can spend HOURS in this store and not even realize it. It's like a casino in Vegas. No clocks, no windows so you don't see how dark it is outside and I'm sure instead of oxygen, they pump in flavorful scents of baking cookies and fresh baked bread so that you get so hungry that you MUST stop and visit every stand where the little old ladies are handing out free samples of some of the most grotesque foods ever concocted, but you'll eat them because the ladies are polite and it's FREE. People will stand, slack-jawed in the same place for 20 minutes looking at the regular Cheerios and the Honey Nut Cheerios, painfully trying to make the decision as to which cereal to buy, because their family will be eating that cereal for MONTHS.
4) Any and all manners go right out the window, because this store works almost like a garage sale, where it's every person for themselves and you can't show weakness. Case in point. I was trying to decide if I had room in my life for 2 large pouches of lunch meat, and I was walking up to the fridge section that had the lunch meat when I was cut off by an older Asian couple (with a large shopping cart) who proceeded to fight (about what I couldn't tell, they were talking in their native tongue) and open up several packages of the lunch meat (I guess maybe they missed the part where it said 2 pouches in each package) and check the contents... I decided that I could just get the meat from my local grocery store. I'm also fond of the abandoned cart that's left in front of whatever it is I'm interested in only to have it reclaimed by it's owner just because they wanted to look at the Dove body wash, but they didn't want to lose their place in front of the One-A-Day vitamins...
So to recap, Costco, while AWESOME in it's savings on some things that won't perish if you keep them for a year, will also cost you one year of your life every time you set foot inside, no matter how long you stay there.
BUT, there's also a chance to do a good deed when you go. Like today, there was an old lady who had the BIGGEST soda I've EVER seen in one hand, and in the other, a wild shopping cart that refused to be corralled. I was corralling my cart, which WAS hard to get over the metal bumper to keep them from getting away, and I ran over to her and helped her get the cart in before she took a bath in Coke trying to juggle the Mothra of soda cups and her cart. She thanked me, acknowledging that if she didn't have this "big stupid cup in my hand", she'd have gotten the cart in, lickety split.
I do plan on buying an XBOX 360 from there one day, however. Because the price is CHOICE, and I'm still jonesing to play that zombie mall game...which I've already forgotten the name of.
Friday, April 27, 2007
My Dad, the Comedian
My Dad loves email forwards. He's not very tech savvy, but he's a wizard at the forwards. Every couple of weeks, amidst the jokes, brain teasers and FBI warnings of how not to get kidnapped/raped/killed, I will get this video:
Over and over.
I got it again today, and all my Dad will say to accompany it is: "HA! HA! HA!"
I have tattoos, and my Dad hates them, so this video is COMEDY for him. It's SO funny in fact, that he emails it to me at least once a month.
Thanks Dad, you crack me up.
Over and over.
I got it again today, and all my Dad will say to accompany it is: "HA! HA! HA!"
I have tattoos, and my Dad hates them, so this video is COMEDY for him. It's SO funny in fact, that he emails it to me at least once a month.
Thanks Dad, you crack me up.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
This baby is CHOICE.
Yowza:
Wacom Cintiq
If anyone has $2500 lying around that they are looking to put to a good use, I know a humble colorist that could tear the mickey out of it with one of these babies.
Wacom Cintiq
If anyone has $2500 lying around that they are looking to put to a good use, I know a humble colorist that could tear the mickey out of it with one of these babies.
Art Crime and Sasquatch
Ben found a REALLY heinous story about a monologue performer named Mike Daisey who was violated last week during one of his performances.
It's truly disturbing.
Also, there's some awesome Sasquatch news! He beat me to it on the posting, so rather than recap, you can all just read everything for yourselves...
There's two places to show your love:
Ben's MySpace
Ben's Blog
It's truly disturbing.
Also, there's some awesome Sasquatch news! He beat me to it on the posting, so rather than recap, you can all just read everything for yourselves...
There's two places to show your love:
Ben's MySpace
Ben's Blog
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Goodbye Women's Rights...Hello Legislated So-Called "Morality"
Since when are politicians, instead of doctors, better at making medical decisions for women patients?
That question got answered yesterday.
Ladies, let's all have a moment of silence for the piece of our rights that's just been chipped away.
That question got answered yesterday.
Ladies, let's all have a moment of silence for the piece of our rights that's just been chipped away.
Monday, April 16, 2007
New Stuff in the New Stuff
I've posted some new art in my portfolio! I know you've all been waiting for this day.
Yes you have.
The first piece is a pinup that Ben drew for Otis Frampton for his awesomely popular comic, Oddly Normal.
The second two are pages from the equally awesomely popular web comic Coral City Aeronauts, from the freakishly cool mind of Ryan Cody.
Check them out in the new stuff area of the site (it's on every page, so it shouldn't be hard to find) and then go check out these comics. You won't regret it. And if you do, you should probably see a doctor for "un-cool-itis".
Yes you have.
The first piece is a pinup that Ben drew for Otis Frampton for his awesomely popular comic, Oddly Normal.
The second two are pages from the equally awesomely popular web comic Coral City Aeronauts, from the freakishly cool mind of Ryan Cody.
Check them out in the new stuff area of the site (it's on every page, so it shouldn't be hard to find) and then go check out these comics. You won't regret it. And if you do, you should probably see a doctor for "un-cool-itis".
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
28
So today is my actual birthday. Woot!
Ben and I are about to go get some fajita action at OTB, and so far it's been a rad day. My boss took us out to lunch and we all got margaritas, which kicked ass.
Shaak Ti also turned 28... or 2800. She hit 2800 miles on the odometer exactly today (well it was really yesterday but for this post to work, I'm going to lie and say it was today).
Check it:
Because I'm a nerd, I had to take a picture of it. I think she felt bad that I feel like I'm an old maid: Late twenties, gray hair, the beginnings of crow's feet and laugh lines.
But whatever, I've got an awesome life, friends and family, so Happy Birthday to me!
Ben and I are about to go get some fajita action at OTB, and so far it's been a rad day. My boss took us out to lunch and we all got margaritas, which kicked ass.
Shaak Ti also turned 28... or 2800. She hit 2800 miles on the odometer exactly today (well it was really yesterday but for this post to work, I'm going to lie and say it was today).
Check it:
Because I'm a nerd, I had to take a picture of it. I think she felt bad that I feel like I'm an old maid: Late twenties, gray hair, the beginnings of crow's feet and laugh lines.But whatever, I've got an awesome life, friends and family, so Happy Birthday to me!
Monday, April 09, 2007
Chris is the King of Town...
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Grindhouse a Go Go!
So my birthday is on Tuesday and we kicked off the celebrations this weekend in style. Namely we went and saw Grindhouse at the Studio Movie Grill in Arlington. And it was RAD.
Best. Movie. Ever. (I know I say that for a lot of movies, but I have a tally of the Best. Movies. Ever. and this made the list.)
Ben, Chris, Rich, Robert and Ashley were able to make it out for the movie, and everyone seemed to really enjoy it, which was good since I was a bit worried about making everyone go see a movie that not everyone might be into and guilting them into it because it was my birthday.
That being said, everyone needs to see this movie! Planet Terror kicked ass, and I freaking love Rose McGowan. The zombies were especially gross, which made it fun to eat dinner while watching pieces of people's bodies fall off in clumps of blood and pus! Since it's a double feature I was able to pace myself and even scored some dessert during Death Proof. Sidenote to Studio Move Grill: serving a brownie under ice cream without heating it up turns it into a hockey puck that's almost impossible to eat. I'm sure you've got a microwave back there, toss that bitch in there for 30 seconds, it will make a WORLD of difference.
Death Proof was good too, but not as good as Planet Terror. Though the pay off at the end was definitely worth it. Ben and I have been on this kick about spit takes and how funny they are so seeing Kurt Russell do a spit take near the end nearly sent me out of my chair.
The best part of the movie was before it even started, though, when the movie usher grabbed everyone's attention to make an announcement that the movie was filmed with scratches and burns and cuts in the film with missing reels and whatnot, and that the filmmakers shot the film that way and not to come out and complain about it. I thought this was extremely hilarious and if it were me, I wouldn't have made this announcement, and anyone that came out and complained would have been kicked out of the theatre because anyone that didn't know what the movie was going to be like going in shouldn't be allowed to view its awesomeness. But I'm just mean like that.
The other funny part came from the audience, which, as you all know, I loathe having to see movies with the general public, but sometimes they are good for a laugh.
There's no real "sex scenes" in Grindhouse, but when these scenes WOULD have come up in the movie they were "missing" and we got a 70's slide of "Sorry for the missing reel - Theatre Management". We saw this in Planet Terror, and in Death Proof there's a scene where Kurt Russell is going to get a lap dance from a trampy girl in the movie, and some asshat in the audience let out an excited "Whoop!" at the prospect of seeing this, which ended up being, of course, in a "missing reel". I SO wish we had been sitting closer to that guy to hear his sigh that he wouldn't get to see it.
Also, the spoof trailers were AWESOME!!!!!! I couldn't even leave during the intermission because the three trailers they played were so rad I was glued to my seat. If Rob Zombie decides to make "Werewolf Women of the S.S." I'm so there!
So anyway, go see Grindhouse, it's three hours of gold.
After the movie, Chris, Rich, Ben and I went to Caves, a bar in Arlington, where we met up with Lori and her boyfriend, Shawn. From there we shut the bar down with some hijinks and many, many gallons of alcohol. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves (there are many more, but some aren't suitable even for the internet):
Best. Movie. Ever. (I know I say that for a lot of movies, but I have a tally of the Best. Movies. Ever. and this made the list.)
Ben, Chris, Rich, Robert and Ashley were able to make it out for the movie, and everyone seemed to really enjoy it, which was good since I was a bit worried about making everyone go see a movie that not everyone might be into and guilting them into it because it was my birthday.
That being said, everyone needs to see this movie! Planet Terror kicked ass, and I freaking love Rose McGowan. The zombies were especially gross, which made it fun to eat dinner while watching pieces of people's bodies fall off in clumps of blood and pus! Since it's a double feature I was able to pace myself and even scored some dessert during Death Proof. Sidenote to Studio Move Grill: serving a brownie under ice cream without heating it up turns it into a hockey puck that's almost impossible to eat. I'm sure you've got a microwave back there, toss that bitch in there for 30 seconds, it will make a WORLD of difference.
Death Proof was good too, but not as good as Planet Terror. Though the pay off at the end was definitely worth it. Ben and I have been on this kick about spit takes and how funny they are so seeing Kurt Russell do a spit take near the end nearly sent me out of my chair.
The best part of the movie was before it even started, though, when the movie usher grabbed everyone's attention to make an announcement that the movie was filmed with scratches and burns and cuts in the film with missing reels and whatnot, and that the filmmakers shot the film that way and not to come out and complain about it. I thought this was extremely hilarious and if it were me, I wouldn't have made this announcement, and anyone that came out and complained would have been kicked out of the theatre because anyone that didn't know what the movie was going to be like going in shouldn't be allowed to view its awesomeness. But I'm just mean like that.
The other funny part came from the audience, which, as you all know, I loathe having to see movies with the general public, but sometimes they are good for a laugh.
There's no real "sex scenes" in Grindhouse, but when these scenes WOULD have come up in the movie they were "missing" and we got a 70's slide of "Sorry for the missing reel - Theatre Management". We saw this in Planet Terror, and in Death Proof there's a scene where Kurt Russell is going to get a lap dance from a trampy girl in the movie, and some asshat in the audience let out an excited "Whoop!" at the prospect of seeing this, which ended up being, of course, in a "missing reel". I SO wish we had been sitting closer to that guy to hear his sigh that he wouldn't get to see it.
Also, the spoof trailers were AWESOME!!!!!! I couldn't even leave during the intermission because the three trailers they played were so rad I was glued to my seat. If Rob Zombie decides to make "Werewolf Women of the S.S." I'm so there!
So anyway, go see Grindhouse, it's three hours of gold.
After the movie, Chris, Rich, Ben and I went to Caves, a bar in Arlington, where we met up with Lori and her boyfriend, Shawn. From there we shut the bar down with some hijinks and many, many gallons of alcohol. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves (there are many more, but some aren't suitable even for the internet):
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