8/14: Rutger Hauer played Lex Luthor in my dreams--talk about a DC comic villan crossover dream!
8/15: First I was Superman, then I was a chick and Dean Cain was playing Superman. At least this time I got the right actor in the right comic.
8/16: I was talking to kids in Africa, then Iraq, and it was really spooky for no apparent reason. Not a superhero in sight.
I wonder if the black tea is affecting my brain.
Nah.
8.12.2005
Randomocity
Creative things you can do with boxes: FedEx Furniture.
What I'm Reading:
Inkheart
The Mists of Avalon (picked up about a month ago, will probably start reading again over Christmas break)
Chasing Vermeer (audio-book)
What I'm Looking Forward to Reading:
Inkspell (sequel to Inkheart, out in October)
Knife of Dreams (out in October)
What I'm Watching:
Deep Space Nine, Season 2 (and yes to Brandon, Gareth, and everyone else who always said you had to see the whole series and then you love it, it's beginning to get a whole lot more interesting...)
What I'm Reading:
Inkheart
The Mists of Avalon (picked up about a month ago, will probably start reading again over Christmas break)
Chasing Vermeer (audio-book)
What I'm Looking Forward to Reading:
Inkspell (sequel to Inkheart, out in October)
Knife of Dreams (out in October)
What I'm Watching:
Deep Space Nine, Season 2 (and yes to Brandon, Gareth, and everyone else who always said you had to see the whole series and then you love it, it's beginning to get a whole lot more interesting...)
8.09.2005
Once More, With Feeling
And here I was, promising not to overload you with multiple lengthy posts.
Ha, you foolish peasant, I lie!
Check it out: for those upcoming winter nights when your feets are frozed, the perfect answer: Killer Rabbit Slippers from Spamalot, the musical version of Monty Python and the Holy Grail! Not only do they keep your tootsies toasty, they also fend off things that go bump in the night, feral dogs, and unwanted relations springing in for unexpected visits.
And as if the slippers weren't reason enough to stage a musical, the cast features the talents of David Hyde Pierce, Tim Curry, Hank Azaria, and Alan Tudyk. Forget DragonCon, now I just want to fly to New York and check this thing out! (Well, okay, not "forget" DragonCon...)
...And Alan Tudyk provides an excellent segue into my next feature: more snaps for all things Serenity. I'm in the midst of reading a joyously long interview with Joss Whedon that you might want to check out. Not only does he discuss Firefly, Star Wars, and sound in space, he also talks about... okay, so I haven't got that far yet. But it's great, and you know you need the shirt.
Ha, you foolish peasant, I lie!
Check it out: for those upcoming winter nights when your feets are frozed, the perfect answer: Killer Rabbit Slippers from Spamalot, the musical version of Monty Python and the Holy Grail! Not only do they keep your tootsies toasty, they also fend off things that go bump in the night, feral dogs, and unwanted relations springing in for unexpected visits.
And as if the slippers weren't reason enough to stage a musical, the cast features the talents of David Hyde Pierce, Tim Curry, Hank Azaria, and Alan Tudyk. Forget DragonCon, now I just want to fly to New York and check this thing out! (Well, okay, not "forget" DragonCon...)
...And Alan Tudyk provides an excellent segue into my next feature: more snaps for all things Serenity. I'm in the midst of reading a joyously long interview with Joss Whedon that you might want to check out. Not only does he discuss Firefly, Star Wars, and sound in space, he also talks about... okay, so I haven't got that far yet. But it's great, and you know you need the shirt.
To And Fro
It's been a long day of errands, and now I can finally sit down to a refreshing cup of cold Blueberry Breeze Green Tea--thanks to Kali for introducing me to it!
Actually, I spent a relaxing time this afternoon visiting Kali's cat Riven. It's been awhile since I had some warm-and-fuzzy one-on-one time, and it felt good to have a furry friend curled in my lap and purring while I read a new book. I just spent $11 on two hardbacks at Half Price Books--is that one of the greatest stores ever, or what? I bought Summerland, which I had read about last year on Amazon, and Inkheart, which I had borrowed from the library, read almost half of last night, and decided I needed to own. The only thing is that since it's translated from German, I keep wondering if I'm missing some great descriptive language that can't be translated, or something. Yes, as in many other aspects of life, I am a paranoid freak.
I've been enjoying my new Toby Mac CD that I got for my birthday, and the song that I bought the CD for, Slam, is now featured on the Transporter 2 trailer; check it out! (It's in the last third of the trailer.)
...An added thought... It's now been over three months since I spent a month in line at Legacy for Star Wars. Pretty wild. But what's wilder yet is that even now, I am getting comments on it. A few weeks ago at the dentist, they told me they kept a newspaper article about me in my file. The same week, I had a meeting with someone I'd never met at UNT--for work, so I'm trying to act all professional--and the first thing out of her mouth when she sees me is, "Oh, you're that girl who lived at the theater!"
...sigh...
I never thought that the hard part would be after that month. It was fun then, when we had wallball and harassing teenagers and the Xbox; now I just feel like a big weird freak anytime someone in the non-geek portion of my life mentions it, particularly so late after the fact. Hasn't the statute of limitations run out on those comments by now?
Actually, I spent a relaxing time this afternoon visiting Kali's cat Riven. It's been awhile since I had some warm-and-fuzzy one-on-one time, and it felt good to have a furry friend curled in my lap and purring while I read a new book. I just spent $11 on two hardbacks at Half Price Books--is that one of the greatest stores ever, or what? I bought Summerland, which I had read about last year on Amazon, and Inkheart, which I had borrowed from the library, read almost half of last night, and decided I needed to own. The only thing is that since it's translated from German, I keep wondering if I'm missing some great descriptive language that can't be translated, or something. Yes, as in many other aspects of life, I am a paranoid freak.
I've been enjoying my new Toby Mac CD that I got for my birthday, and the song that I bought the CD for, Slam, is now featured on the Transporter 2 trailer; check it out! (It's in the last third of the trailer.)
...An added thought... It's now been over three months since I spent a month in line at Legacy for Star Wars. Pretty wild. But what's wilder yet is that even now, I am getting comments on it. A few weeks ago at the dentist, they told me they kept a newspaper article about me in my file. The same week, I had a meeting with someone I'd never met at UNT--for work, so I'm trying to act all professional--and the first thing out of her mouth when she sees me is, "Oh, you're that girl who lived at the theater!"
...sigh...
I never thought that the hard part would be after that month. It was fun then, when we had wallball and harassing teenagers and the Xbox; now I just feel like a big weird freak anytime someone in the non-geek portion of my life mentions it, particularly so late after the fact. Hasn't the statute of limitations run out on those comments by now?
8.08.2005
School's Out for Summer (Finally)
Euphoria!
Or at least, that's how I thought I would feel once I turned in my final project five minutes ago. I had planned to read something just for fun--gasp!--for an hour or two before starting work, to celebrate the course's end.
Instead, I'm hungry, suffering a sinus headache, and tired. It's thundering and dark and I just want to lay down and have my aching shoulders rubbed.
But enough complaining. I was all chipper and ready to write a blog entry yesterday, only I had to discipline myself to work on my final project instead. I'm currently all excited because I've been reading two Frank Miller graphic novels, The Dark Knight Returns and The Dark Knight Strikes Again. They are tres enjoyable--I really like the interplay between Batman and Superman's personalities, in particular. It's very gritty, particuarly the first one. Some of the art is almost too harsh and heavy for my style, but it is interesting to look at. That, plus thinking about Scott McCloud's book again, really makes me want to try my hand at comic art--just for fun, mind you; I have no aspirations to publish! I have enough creative projects to keep me occupied for five lifetimes, thanks.
Alex and I spent Saturday shopping for tax-free clothes. We were absolutely exhausted by the time we finished, but we managed to get everything we needed without having to face the mall! Our last stop was the new Super-Wally in McKinney, which is the most gorgeous Walmart I've ever seen.
One of the reasons that the Frisco mall would have been a bad idea beyond the tax-free rush is that IKEA opened there last Wednesday. I actually had a meeting with a Snazzy Decor client there on Friday, and let me tell you--I love this place! I bought five items with $25, and two of them were large stuffed animals (yes, I bought myself a dragon and a frog prince--leave me alone, it was my birthday money!).
Speaking of Snazzy, business is going well. I have a previous client interested in two or more new murals, and I just got a call this afternoon about another nursery possibility. I love this work! I just wish it was more predictable--now I'm wondering how I will fit in the fall semester classes and my 20-30 hour a week job(s) at UNT. Sigh.
Well, I still have the headache, hunger, and weariness, but I sure feel more positive after remembering what a good week I just had! Cheerio!
Or at least, that's how I thought I would feel once I turned in my final project five minutes ago. I had planned to read something just for fun--gasp!--for an hour or two before starting work, to celebrate the course's end.
Instead, I'm hungry, suffering a sinus headache, and tired. It's thundering and dark and I just want to lay down and have my aching shoulders rubbed.
But enough complaining. I was all chipper and ready to write a blog entry yesterday, only I had to discipline myself to work on my final project instead. I'm currently all excited because I've been reading two Frank Miller graphic novels, The Dark Knight Returns and The Dark Knight Strikes Again. They are tres enjoyable--I really like the interplay between Batman and Superman's personalities, in particular. It's very gritty, particuarly the first one. Some of the art is almost too harsh and heavy for my style, but it is interesting to look at. That, plus thinking about Scott McCloud's book again, really makes me want to try my hand at comic art--just for fun, mind you; I have no aspirations to publish! I have enough creative projects to keep me occupied for five lifetimes, thanks.
Alex and I spent Saturday shopping for tax-free clothes. We were absolutely exhausted by the time we finished, but we managed to get everything we needed without having to face the mall! Our last stop was the new Super-Wally in McKinney, which is the most gorgeous Walmart I've ever seen.
One of the reasons that the Frisco mall would have been a bad idea beyond the tax-free rush is that IKEA opened there last Wednesday. I actually had a meeting with a Snazzy Decor client there on Friday, and let me tell you--I love this place! I bought five items with $25, and two of them were large stuffed animals (yes, I bought myself a dragon and a frog prince--leave me alone, it was my birthday money!).
Speaking of Snazzy, business is going well. I have a previous client interested in two or more new murals, and I just got a call this afternoon about another nursery possibility. I love this work! I just wish it was more predictable--now I'm wondering how I will fit in the fall semester classes and my 20-30 hour a week job(s) at UNT. Sigh.
Well, I still have the headache, hunger, and weariness, but I sure feel more positive after remembering what a good week I just had! Cheerio!
8.04.2005
Random Postscript
Kodiak just sent me the comic that proves once and for all that there is a logical explanation for how cute and cuddly Ewoks can easily kill tall, strong, armored stormtroopers. There, Ewok-haters; I rest my case.
And..... for all of you waiting for Robert Jordan to go ahead and finish his darned series before you're put into a nursing home, rejoice! Book Eleven--oh, how did we let this devotion go on this long?--aka Knife of Dreams, is coming out . (Yes, that's this year. I've checked it five times already to be sure, trust me.)
And..... for all of you waiting for Robert Jordan to go ahead and finish his darned series before you're put into a nursing home, rejoice! Book Eleven--oh, how did we let this devotion go on this long?--aka Knife of Dreams, is coming out . (Yes, that's this year. I've checked it five times already to be sure, trust me.)
It's Been A Quiet Week In Lake Wobegon
My new transcription soundtrack is Garrison Keillor's Prarie Home Companion (primarily the Lake Wobegon segments). A story I was listening to on This American Life, added with my recent itch to read, reminded me not only that I have several of Keillor's books on my shelf waiting to be read, but also that if I looked online, I might find the radio shows in streaming audio. The slow pace of the stories is less distracting than TAF, and thus I am actually transcribing slightly more quickly. It's very comforting and nostalgic--it reminds me of when those shows used to be broadcast on the television fifteen years ago, and my parents and I would sit in the living room, me sprawled on the carpet on my stomach, feet dangling in the air, and we'd watch this odd-looking man with the soft voice standing on this bare stage in St. Paul, telling stories that were funny and sad.
As you can tell, Lake Wobegon stories put me in a lyrical mood.
I was already feeling creative... I was cooking up story, painting, and sewing ideas when I came into work this morning, a mood inspired in part by my most recent Mary Englebreit magazine, and in part by a phone call I received yesterday for Snazzy Decor. A client I painted a mural for two years ago is moving, and wants the mural re-created in her new home. It seems interesting to revisit the same thing in a new place, and of course as usual, I am always excited to get paid to paint on someone's wall.
Last night, Alex and I spent a very pleasant evening with a woman from Hardin-Simmons, talking about scholarships and other alumni giving options. It was fun because Cheryl is a very fun person, but it was also so exciting to be actively involved in HSU again, just like last weekend's BYA activities. Last year, Alex and I both were feeling a bit homesick for HSU and wanting in some ways to return to Abilene, even though it's obviously not the same when you're not going to school and many of your friends have left. This is such an exciting way to not only be a part of HSU again, but to make a difference and give back something to a place that has meant so much to both of us.
I'm in danger of this becoming a long post again, so I'll quickly sign off!
As you can tell, Lake Wobegon stories put me in a lyrical mood.
I was already feeling creative... I was cooking up story, painting, and sewing ideas when I came into work this morning, a mood inspired in part by my most recent Mary Englebreit magazine, and in part by a phone call I received yesterday for Snazzy Decor. A client I painted a mural for two years ago is moving, and wants the mural re-created in her new home. It seems interesting to revisit the same thing in a new place, and of course as usual, I am always excited to get paid to paint on someone's wall.
Last night, Alex and I spent a very pleasant evening with a woman from Hardin-Simmons, talking about scholarships and other alumni giving options. It was fun because Cheryl is a very fun person, but it was also so exciting to be actively involved in HSU again, just like last weekend's BYA activities. Last year, Alex and I both were feeling a bit homesick for HSU and wanting in some ways to return to Abilene, even though it's obviously not the same when you're not going to school and many of your friends have left. This is such an exciting way to not only be a part of HSU again, but to make a difference and give back something to a place that has meant so much to both of us.
I'm in danger of this becoming a long post again, so I'll quickly sign off!
8.01.2005
Purtiest Town That I've Ever Seen
(Tell me again: how did it get to be August already?)
On Thursday, I had a wonderful birthday evening with friends and shishkabobs. Alex showered me with more presents on Friday and then we left to go to Abilene for the weekend. I had a Board of Young Associates meeting at our alma mater, Hardin-Simmons. (Go, cowboys!) I had a great time catching up with old friends like my "mudbuddy" (sometimes you have to be an art major to understand these things) Kathryn, who is making me proud in her dream job at the Old Jail Art Center in Albany. I'm on the Student Recruiting Committee, which means we're trying to interest high school students in attending HSU. The meetings were fun and interesting, and I'm really excited about what my committee is attempting to accomplish.
...And in case my title seems a little obscure, it refers to the song about Abilene that plays in an infinite loop if you are put on hold while calling the Abilene Visitors & Convention Bureau. While at HSU, my roomie Martha worked there, and since I called her a lot, I heard this song... a... lot. It's now physically impossible for me to hear the word Abilene and not start humming--or, heaven forbid, singing--this song.
Alex got to hang out with our buddies James and Jared, our Abilene host, and discuss their destructive plans for the next fireworks display at New Year's. I had a great time hanging out at Jared's, as usual, although his fridge has something against me. I banged my head on its doorframe for the second time--causing minor swelling, a cut, and an annoying bruise. Alex says he's never known someone so short who so routinely bashes their skull into objects. I think it's because my eye-level is so low that I don't notice objects that are in easy eyesight for people or normal height--such as refrigerator doorframes, cabinet doors, and Assorted Items I Have Banged Into In My Garage (including, but not limited to, plastic tubs and metal piping).
And that's all the news from Starrlett!
On Thursday, I had a wonderful birthday evening with friends and shishkabobs. Alex showered me with more presents on Friday and then we left to go to Abilene for the weekend. I had a Board of Young Associates meeting at our alma mater, Hardin-Simmons. (Go, cowboys!) I had a great time catching up with old friends like my "mudbuddy" (sometimes you have to be an art major to understand these things) Kathryn, who is making me proud in her dream job at the Old Jail Art Center in Albany. I'm on the Student Recruiting Committee, which means we're trying to interest high school students in attending HSU. The meetings were fun and interesting, and I'm really excited about what my committee is attempting to accomplish.
...And in case my title seems a little obscure, it refers to the song about Abilene that plays in an infinite loop if you are put on hold while calling the Abilene Visitors & Convention Bureau. While at HSU, my roomie Martha worked there, and since I called her a lot, I heard this song... a... lot. It's now physically impossible for me to hear the word Abilene and not start humming--or, heaven forbid, singing--this song.
Alex got to hang out with our buddies James and Jared, our Abilene host, and discuss their destructive plans for the next fireworks display at New Year's. I had a great time hanging out at Jared's, as usual, although his fridge has something against me. I banged my head on its doorframe for the second time--causing minor swelling, a cut, and an annoying bruise. Alex says he's never known someone so short who so routinely bashes their skull into objects. I think it's because my eye-level is so low that I don't notice objects that are in easy eyesight for people or normal height--such as refrigerator doorframes, cabinet doors, and Assorted Items I Have Banged Into In My Garage (including, but not limited to, plastic tubs and metal piping).
And that's all the news from Starrlett!
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