Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
The next day was spent at Hollywood and Highland. There you can see the Chinese Theater and the myriad of hand prints laid down by stars over the years.
My favorite was that of one Humphrey Bogart.
A fabulous, fabulous man.
(And if you're young and have no idea who I'm talking about, as some of my surrounding peers that day clearly made evident, FORESHAME.
Go avail yourself with some cinema history.)
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
I believe you were promised pictures of afore mentioned trip.
And so, here you are.
The first day of my Thanksgiving ventures was spent at Universal Studios.
Jurassic Park is only one ride I will not do, and am permanently glued to the sidelines for at Universal Studios:
But it's also nice to get these pictures just before everyone's disembarked:
(Bring's a smile to your face just lookin' at it, don't it?)
Of course, they all did the log ride with the expectation that they could dry up in the fires of the Backdraft Tour. Which, as we found out only minutes later, is being renovated with a new attraction. And I would be remiss if I didn't say somewhere here that that new attraction is TRANSFORMERS.
(My little nerdy heart just burst.)
Thursday, November 24, 2011
But the message is as true now as it was when I typed it.
And the reason it's late is because I spent the day playing at Universal Studios Hollywood.
I'll have some pictures for y'all next week.
Until then, have a most excellent weekend!
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
It's just particularly funny to me though, not only because hesitating makes me look like I'm making stuff up, but also because I do on occasion give a false name.
(It's a mercy thing, cashiers have a really hard time with 'Meredith'.)
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
I'm tired of all the slashers.
I want atmospheric creeps.
And legit ghost stories. (I know, I know. Kinda oxymoronic. What I mean is, I want ghost stories told by real people. I like those better than scripts.)
But if any of you are also trooping for those atmospheric creeps, you may want to check out Fuan no Tane (Seeds of Anxiety). It's a great collection of super short ghost stories. I read the whole series last night.
And slept with the lights on.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
First, check to see what time it is.
Assume I am always hungry.
Because it's more or less true.
Note: Original artwork is drawn on 3 x 17 inch paper scraps. ("Scraps" on scraps, get it?) It is digitally reformatted for the internet and viewing ease.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
I kept trying to think of a way to do this strip without needing to double my panels, but it just didn't work.
But seriously, my dogs, who vacuum food at every opportunity, would not eat it off the floor when it really counted.
It's practically the only thing they can do for me these days.
And they refused to do it.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Of the things I could talk about with this post, I will choose to talk about the wonderfulness that is Bolognese Sauce.
It's sorta like a sloppy joe with vegetables and wine mixed it.
It's also HEAVEN.
...cannot stop eating it.
You're supposed to enjoy it with spaghetti, but I could honestly care less.
In fact, I think they only add spaghetti to the mix to keep you from gorging solely on the Bolognese Sauce.
Which, I imagine, holds no health value at all.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
I liked my giant bin trash receptacle.
But what really bums me out is that I know that this is just the first step to getting rid of our alleyways.
I live in Arizona.
More pointedly, I live in Central Phoenix.
Our parks are dry and empty.
We don't have forests.
Alleyways are the only place I know of here in the city, where things can be overgrown and intimate.
It's a very accessible natural wilderness, where I can feel alone in the middle of a city.
I like that.
And I will weep when they're gone.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I have to laugh about how sketchy that last panel makes me look.
It was actually a Dr. Sketchy's Anti-Art School life drawing session.
And corsets with stockings just happened to be the chosen costume.
(It's usually up to the model).
Much fun was had.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Selling chocolate is legitimately my other job.
Is it any surprise?
Someone told me once that "Scraps" was just like "Cathy."
I don't know how to feel about that in particular, but I can honestly say I have never felt that that was more true then today, posting this.
I may have to rebel against myself.