Alex P. Keaton
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 So I've moved.  I set up a new blog HERE. Go there. Bookmark it. Enjoy it. Or not.
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Daimon Wayans Jr
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 And, as it turns out, I've been completely won over by Jimmy Fallon.  Holy crap this is amazing.  
 

Kobayashi Maru
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 Another musical place holder as I figure out how deep I want to bury my computer in Seneca Lake.  I'm studying depth charts as we speak.

Like the Foo Fighters? Yes, you do, lets be clear on that.  Hear their new album for free.  Just keep repeating in.  Rock out with your Spock out



 
Not a Foo Fan (don't answer out loud - you really don't want anyone to know that)?  How about the Beastie Boys?  Yeah BOoooIIIIYYYYYYYY.  Kirk it up to 11!




The last bit is just one song, enjoy it.  I might have posted it before but, it's good enough for a second posting.
 

CHEERS!


My apologies to Dr. McCoy but, dammit, he's a doctor not a visual gag.

Will This Work?
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 We're having technical difficulties right now (if I only owned a gun . . . or a mac) so enjoy this song.

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Hey, it looked like it actually worked.  Impressive.

Beat it
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The Search for Spock
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Part Three!

Right now Charlie is playing Disney Princess Wii Adventure Time Fun Game (close enough).  It's hysterical.  So far she's only been on the training level.  It involves a lot of her character walking into walls, Dianna saying, "Here let me help," and Charlie indignantly saying, "Mom. I've got this."  I really want to film it so you can hear their tones and how they change.  One get's more blase and one gets hardened.  Amazing.


 






 


 




 

Six kids, running around, ripping paper and hopped up on sugar.  
 






Christi decided to get the hell out of there before the clean up.  Smart move. Wish I'd thought of it.



The Quickening
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Part 2:

I showed this pic to Dianna.  Her response, "I was excited."  To do what? SHe's smiling so big she looks like a Doctor Who villain . . . and thats why I love her.  This is Charlie's ice cream cake.  I think Charlie had a slice with a side scoop of ice cream.  So basically she went crazy.




Asher loved it.
A lot.

 

Henry did too.

More cake.  Well, really less cake cause it got gobbled, man.  I also like how Christi looks like a ghost in the first pic.
  


The other, non important, birthday peeps.  And that damn sleeve.


Charlie has now pretty much exploded into the Princess Phase.  I'm ok with it - I know more about fairies and princesses than I ever thought I'd know.  This is the dress from Tangled.  She also got a Tangled Barbie with super long hair (we found Shogun sitting quietly combing her hair mid-party.  Slightly worrying).  







More photos.


 


With Apologies to the Kieser
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Part 1 - I had all the photos (ALL the photos) set up to run but then Livejournal decided to refresh and wipe out some 30 more pics.  Made my day, let me tell you.  So we'll be splitting up the birthday photo blog bomb into three arbitrary posts.  Enjoy.

As you might know we've had half as many birthdays this week as we've had stomach bugs (and we're waiting on baited breath for the stomach bug numbers to start climbing again) which is to say, three.  Charlie turned 4.  I turned 32 and Shogun turned the big five four.  Clearly, of all these glorious days of celebration, only Charlie's really mattered (though I'm still waiting for your gift . . .).

We had one party for all of us on Sunday.  The Horrible Sick nicely gave us an explosion free day, like a glorious sun beam on an otherwise rainy day, for the party.  Christa got a chocolate cake.  Charlie got an ice cream cake and I asked for brownies.  Dianna and my mom went all out on Christa's cake and Carvel really processed a decent cake looking lump of ice cream as well.

You can sense their pre-party nervousness.

Christa's cake.  Homemade cake, homemade icing and the heart/trim is homemade whipped cream.  It looks like both Kaylee's and Dianna's picture are waiting for the ok to dive into it.

Like a gang of monkey's at a banana pit.





Cake/brownie/ice cream eating time.  Dianna provided the decorations.  And no one told me my sleeve was like that.  It's not some group alliance shirt choice, it's a tee shirt as an undershirt and, had I known, I would have fixed it.
Who else wants the pic after this to be one of Dianna dropping the cake as the streamers catch fire?  Just me?  Never mind, please continue.






I think Sean ate all of Ryan's cake.  

Remember Part 2 will be up . . . . sometime in the near/distant future.


Here's something that's awesome (just take 5 minutes out of your oh so busy day to check it out.  It looks amazing.  And it's sped up so it looks funny.  I always think the Keystone Kops music when I see things sped up - even if it's not Keystone Kop-ish.

Hullabafacetime
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 This is for Mikey B.  Best, more coherent, Bob Dylan song.  Ever.

 


This is also for Mike.  Click here.   It's all the individual tracks to Gimme Shelter by the Rolling Stones.  When you talk about the Rolling Stones, don't give me any Jumping Jack Flash or, god forbid, anything post-1990, or anything where I can visualize Mick Jagger's weird Turning Into a Werewolf face as he sings.  Give me Paint it Black.  Gimme Shelter.  Pretty much, everything else you can keep.  I know it's only rock & roll and I'm ok with that.

Anyway, check out the lead vocals by Merry Clayton.  She rips loose in the middle there.  You can even hear Jagger say "whoow!"

And, in processesing this post, I've listened to the Grand Funk Railroad, Goo Goo Dolls and bluegrass version of it.  The bluegrass version wasn't too bad, I must say.

Adam Savage
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I love this. The flow of ideas is immense.  It shows that obsession is the obsession and the final product is not.  Feel free to equate this to anything you want.  For me, clearly, it's comics.  The hunt for information and images, the large folder of penciled pages, the ideas for books (mine and compilations), the making of process.  

I found a place online that will take comics and hard bind them together.  I can put runs together, I can put semi-related comics together, I can put one artists best of in one book.  I have lists of books I want to make.  But then I think, why make book sized books?  If I bind my comics 1) I won't have them in comic form anymore 2) the new books would be comic sized high and wide 3) anything pre-00's would probably be on a grade of newsprint.  So what can I do about that?  

More research.

Why not scan in my comics.  Make a database of high quality images.  Print them out at an over-sized Deluxe or Absolute size?  

And I know, I know, as soon as I get one back from the printer/binder I'd be right back in the basement looking for the next one. 

The obsession is about the possibility of that thing.  Not the actual end product. 

I imagine it's like Shane and building.  The planning and the crafting are where the energy ramps up.  What's the floor plan?  What style toilet?  Wainscoting?  What color walls?  What color trim?  Crown molding?  Chair rail and two tone?  In the end it's just a bathroom.  A very nice bathroom, mind you, but it's still an object.  A firm reminder of all the choices and ideas that are now done.  It is what it is, not what it could be.

Anyway, rants over.  I have to go back to looking for my pen nibs.  If I sand one down a bit I should get better results when lettering my own comics.  We'll see.  I bet it turns out ok, but I bet the sanding, fiddling and practicing are a lot more fun.
 

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