I won’t bewail the plight of my poor sighted friends and family but one can feel like an outcast in any situation, even if it is genetic superiority. I’ll admit I have my own problems though. I may have keen[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As someone who played drums for 7 years and even got a minor in music composition, I feel that I may have at least a semblance of an excuse but really it’s just an elaborately constructed bit of procrastination. This[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I must be horribly un… ergonomical? Is that a word? Whether a name exists for it or not the pain sure is real. I can go forever on my drawing board or at my easel without batting an eyelash (in pain at least)[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I gotta go back to my roots some time. Oh that sweet sweet steam room. Well, most of the time. This guy was actually a very nice and cool person to talk to. The sheer joy he radiated at being[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I love computers in my heart of hearts. I also hate them with a vitriolic passion. I’ve always had a sort of religious reverence towards technology. A healthy fear of anything that would have baffled our ancestors. Yet every time[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Melanie once told me that the first thing she noticed about me on our first date was how my chest hair kind of poked up from the neck of my shirt. Lucky for me that seems to be something she’s[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The speed of hair growth that I endure gets pretty ridiculous sometimes. I get a 5 o’ clock shadow at noon and can grow a full beard in just under a week. I grew my first beard in 10th grade and was[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I go to a local coffee shop with my Dad a few times a week. It’s usually a place where I write comic ideas and mull over stories and general thoughts. I get a Vanilla Latte and my Dad gets an[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As you can see, this site isn’t in shambles so (spoiler alert!) I was actually able to get the site done to my satisfaction. Poking around in CSS and HTML wasn’t a particularly new experience, but it was harrowing none[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This happens far too often to just be random happenstance. It probably doesn’t help that I keep a sketchbook next to my bed that I can write, draw and ponder in. I must be subconsciously rewarding myself, putting me into a perpetual[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…