I have the first comic done. I saved it as a .png file, but I still have no idea where I’m going thing. At this point it does not matter because until I have at least 10 of the things done I’m not going to let any of them see the light of day. (The idea is that I would release at lest one per week, maybe two… so I want to have a bunch in the can before I move with this.)
Does anyone know of a way that I could display a comic on the net in an effective way?
-N
Tagged web comicLots of moving and shaking going on today.
I plan to write a web comic, well I’m going to try to write one, it will offend people I think.
I have always wanted to be a comic writer, and in this day and age where technology has made it so very easy for a person who has even the lightest bit of creativity to be “published” and expose their work to any other person who happens to have a internet connection, I see no reason why i should not give it a try.
Stray thought: I think that many people have several internet connections. I have three. One at home, another at work, and a third on my iPhone.
The plan for the web comic is go use some pictures that I took with my laptop’s built in camera, a program called Comic Life (created by a company called Plasq.) and insert some words that I happen to think are kind of funny. I say it will offend people because I know that thinks that I happen to think are funny have been known to offend people. I don’t think that everyone will be offended, but I’m sure that someone will be. Know what I mean?
I blame a few people for my wanting to do this.
1. Julien Smith because he sent me a great book on creativity that I have been reading.
2. Warren Ellis because his tendancy to create works of genius on a regular basis is an inspiration. (Ellis also frequently blogs / emails large numbers of people about what he is doing… like I’m going now.)
3 & 4. A Softer World created by Joey and Emily because every time I read that comic I think to myself “I should try to do something like this.”
I have no idea where the hell I’m going to hose the thing. Should I do it here? Maybe. Have to work that out. I worry that if I do it here my boss will see it, and be offended. (The place that I work for is one of those places that checks up on what your doing via the internet… so I can’t be one of those idiots who does [crazy / stupid / things that would get me arrested / etc] then puts them up on the internet for the world to see. I’ll sort this issue out by the end of the day.
I have to pick up a pair of new glasses today, I don’t think I’ll like them. I thought that I would when I ordered them, but now I’m thinking I will hate them. I have a wired shaped head and almost no type of glasses look good on me. I sucks.
I fucking hate -HATE- cooking. I hate it a lot. If I can’t make it with a microwave, or a toaster, than I want nothing to do with it. Because of this I end up eating out more than I should, which has not really been a problem or anything, but now I’m going to buy a house and I have to find ways to save money. One of the ways that I’m doing this is by buying more food, that I can make with a [microwave / toaster / or just eat out of the box]. This is another thing I have to do today.
I need to buy plane tickets to Canada for PAB 08 today. That will cost a bunch of money… which will make me sad. But I’ll have everything ready to do go PAB which will make me happy.
If I can et the oil in my car chaned today I’m going to do that. I should have done it… a bit ago. But, because it is Sunday I don’t think any oil changing places will be open. If I changed my oil myself I’d be saving more money, but I don’t have a garage, or ramps, or other stuff I would need to change my own oil.
I need to throw out a TON of stuff. I’ll be moving soon and I need to start going through all this stuff now. (I have managed to get lots of things that I don’t need during the 5 years I have lived in the house that I rent now.)
This blog has become a to-do-list. Hmm. I did not intend on that.
Time to get moving.
Peace.
-N
A few months ag I was sitting in a bar, I had nothing else to do, other than sit at home and wish I had something better to do. (I have a fucking rock ‘n roll life style!) My room mate Corey was also in the bar at the same time, but I did not know this until he saw me on his way to the bathroom and said hi to me. When he was on his way back from the bathroom he stopped and told me that he was there with a few people who he worked with, and said I should come by and say hang out with them.
I said I’d come by in a bit. A bit of time came and went. Then Corey was back, and this time he brought a few of the people he worked with over to me. One of these people was a girl.
This girl asked me: Am I more attractive than X? (X=this other girl that I we both happened to know.)
I looked at the girl, considered her questions and answered: No. (Because the attractiveness of X was > the attractiveness of this girl… by a lot.)
This girl: got a look of total shock on her face. I think she decided that I was a total ass hole at that moment.
After that I joined Corey and his other coworkers, and as it turns out one of these coworkers was REALLY attractive. She also knew about obscure Canadian indie rock bands, and French writers. Those tow things made her even more hot (at least to me).
At one point, when she was laughing at something that someone said, she totally hit her face on a big beer glass. And she did not hit it just a little bit. She it that beer glass fucking hard as hell. So hard that I heard the THUNK sound, and this was a loud bar.
I felt bad for her, and I got her a glass of water and some Advil. I guess this was also a form of flirting. A really wired ass way of flirting, but hey… I suck at flirting… so whatever.
I wanted to ask for her number, but I did not because I was sure that she would have a boy friend. It turns out that I was right. Investigation (asking Corey about her) revealed that she does have a boy friend.
So then tonight when I was fucking around on the internet Corey walked in the front door, and this hot chick who hits her face on beer glasses was with him.
I say to the hot chick: Hi. Are you single?
She says: No.
I say: Do you love your boy friend?
She says: … He’s all right I guess.
I say: I bet I’m better.
She says: I’ll take your word for it.
I say: No. You can’t JUST take my word for it. You have to let me prove it to you.
She says: (nervous… well I think it was nervous) laugh.
Then her and Corey left.
Like I said. I suck at flirting.
-N
Tagged crash and burn, flirting, hitting on peopleI look at the clock as I start to write this post: It says that it is 6:09AM on a Saturday. I have just woke up.
What I think your saying: Why the fuck would anyone be up so damn early on a Saturday!?!
Answer: I came home yesterday, which was not a very good day, managed to get a few things done then at about 7:00PM I went into a sort of coma. I came out of this coma for a few moments at about 2:00AM (I think) and took off my shoes, then I went back into the coma. Just now I woke up from the coma again, confused by the fact that I was still in the clothing I wore yesterday fucking terrified that I had slept through something important. I started to get ready for work, then it dawned on me that it was Saturday.
It also dawned on me that it was Saturday and I was awake prior to 6:15AM (the time I have to get up on weekdays.) FUCK ME!
I’m hungry.
Before I go and attempt to get food a short update of interesting things that went down yesterday.
1. I was able to get a copy of Helen DeWitt’s new novel “Your Name Here” the other day, which (due to the fact that her first novel “The Last Samurai” is one of the best books that I have ever read) made me very happy.
When I started to read it it made me even more happy. Really brilliant entertaining stuff. Though I would say that it is not a book for everyone, it is the book for me.
2. Had issues with a big end purchase that really pissed me off. For real I wanted to go to a sporting goods store, but a bat and GO TO TOWN on mother fuckers who (I think) tried to rip me off even though they will be making LOTS of money should I buy something from them.
I’ll say more about this later I’m sure.
3. I did not find the cure for chronic loneliness. Said I would stop looking for it. Decided that was a dirty lie, then went into a coma shortly after that.
At least I’m not stuck in a spaceship that looks like a bubble with a dead tree (that is a reference to the film “The Fountain”… and even though it might sound like I’m making fun of the movie I’m not… I really liked that movie… can’t say why exactly, but I know what I like, and I liked that movie… I think my use of commas is totally fucked.)
4. Had a strange dream when I was in the coma. The place that I work at, which is HUGE, was my Grandmother’s old house, which is not huge. No idea how that could even happen, but in this dream it did. A woman who I think is very attractive slept in the house / place of work, and this made me furious. When she saw I was furious she laughed at me, which made me even more furious.
I have no idea what the hell that is all about. Ugh.
And that pretty much brings up up to date, which is good because my laptop’s battery will die any second now.
Peace.
-N
Tagged comas, commas, dreams, Helen DeWitt, update, WTFI’m thinking to myself that I’m rather disappointed with the condetion of my life, not completely disappointed, just rather disappointed.
I think that this is because there are things that I think I should have been able to do at this point in my life, but I have not been able to do them.
The most important of which is maintain a long term committed romantic relationship. I have come close with this one. My last lover and I lived together for more than four years, which is a long time, but it came to an end despite the fact that I did not want it to.
Recently many of the people who know me well have been telling me that the end of that relationship was for the best, both for her and I. Ther’re right.
I learned lots from that relationship, and even thought it hurt like hell when it was over (and in many wys still hurts a lot today), I would not change anything even if I had a TARDIS, or a delorean, or some other kind of time machine… At least I don’t think I would. Perhaps if you gave me a time machine I would change stuff… but I don’t think that I would.
I’ve been spending lots more time inside my own head, with my thoughts, taking a personal inventory of sorts, and I have noticed that I cling to hope more than I want to, and I’m thinking that might make me a sissy or a coward… maybe even both.
Funny story: I realized this because last week I was feeling introspecive, but I did not really want to introspect. I thought I’d attempt to distract myself from the sesire to look inward by watching an an episode of House MD, it was the one where House kidnaps the star of the Soap that he watches, and saves his life.
During the show the soap actor is talking about how he dislikes the fact that his work is “meaningless” and he is miserable but does nothing to change his situation. House says (and I’m paraphrasing here paraphrasing here, relying on my memory so this is not the even close to the exact dialogue, but you will get the idea.)
Greg House: If you don’t like being on the plane than jump off.
Sick Actor: What if I’m afarid to jump.
GH: You do nothing because you have hope that you CAN do something. If you try to do something then fail, than you don’t have hope anymore. You have nothing. The thing about hope is… that it is for sissies.
I’m currently in a situation that I really don’t like very much, and I could take action to change it, but I don’t. The reason that I don’t is because if I try to change it and it does not change, or it gets worse, than the hope that it couldget better if I just attempted to change it goes away as well. I don’t know if I could take that right now. For real.
So am I a coward? Am I a sissy?
Is it a problem that I have to ask those questions (on the internet for that matter)?
…
The world is a dangerous place huh?
-N
Tagged introspectionToday I was reading the wikipedia for fun (I use to read encyclopedias for fun when I was a kid. I’m a huge fucking nerd.)
In particular, I was reading the article on Dostoevsky’s “Notes From the Underground” (a book that I’m totally fascinated by, again nerd=me.)
I ask myself: Why am I so enthralled by this book?
Wikipedia answers: because…
Notes from Underground being the marked starting point of Dostoevsky moving from his psychological and sociological themed novels to novels based on existential and or human experience in crisis.
I say: Damn wikipedia! I think you got it. That is exactly EXACTLY why I can’t get this book out of my head.
Then I say to you (the reader of this blog): You see dear reader I’m a human being who spends a great deal of time in crisis, and around others who are in crisis. I do this (to a large degree) on purpose, for reasons that I don’t really understand.
In Notes Dostoevsky’s narrator, in reference to stupid people, states…
I am green with envy of such men. They are stupid, I won’t deny that, but perhaps a normal man out to be stupid, how can you tell?
While I don’t really think that I’m all that brilliant, I do think that it might be nice to not think be so concerned about the nature of my existance, and the nature of my existance in relation to others.
I’m rambling. I need to do some real work now.
-N
Tagged classic lit, crisis, Dostoyevsky, existential, human experience, Notes from the undergroundToday I was checking out ideas on ideas, a blog about design, because I had some how stumbled on to it. When I found the site I was just going to take a quick look at it, maybe read a post or two, then head out to a coffee shop near my current (but soon to be ex) house to see if anyone there wanted to play come chess.
That was like three hours ago.
Ideas on Ideas is created/written/designed by a man named Eric Karjaluoto, and he does an amazing job of writing about branding and design (two topics that can either be a joy, or a horror, to read about depending on the writer).
Anyway.
I looked at the clock and though to my self “Holy shit! It has been, like three hours. I rally need to go.”
But then this thought entered my mind, and even though I don’t need to get it out, because it is not all that important, I want to all the same.
I’m about to head out to a Caribou Coffee, which I choose to go to over Starbucks because the culture of Caribou is so much better IMHO>
The workers and “regulars” at the caribou are far more interesting people, there is free internet access, I can sit and play chess, or read, or whatever and not feel “rushed” in and out like I do in damn near every Starbucks that I go into. (Notice: I said “damn near every” this is not the same thing as “every” dig?)
Be that as it may, Caribou continues less than Starbucks in almost every way by most people.
Question: Why is that?
Answer: Branding.
Caribou has done a horrid job at creating a brand that can challenge the juggernaut that is Starbuck’s (very effective, genius, instantly though about when eve coffee is mentioned) brand.
For real take a look at the Caribou logo.
It fucking sucks! It is clumsy looking. It makes me thinking of hunting more than it coffee. It is not something that people see and think “Hmm I could go for some Caribou coffee.”
Someone at Caribou really NEEDS to do something about this. They need to change their logo, and the way that their brand is seen by the customer base that they serve.
All right. I said it. I’m gone.
-N
Tagged branding, brands, Caribou coffee, design, ideas on ideas, starbucks coffee, WTFI thought that the following things were interesting.
1. Night Hauling
2. Paperpools
Both are cool. Read them.
-N
Tagged blogsIn an attempt to inprove my game I’ve been playing with a few different openings.
thus far I’ve found that when I play black (which is the side the I prefer to play) I really like to use the King’s Indian Defense, so I started to look for a few books that might give me a better understanding of this opening, and the ways that white can answer it.
As I was looking I sort of stumbled upon a (free) WikiBook on opening theory. Through out the day today I have been reading this and I think there is a lot of great (free) information! So if your a chess player who is interested in some (free) opening theory info check it out.
-N
Tagged chess, free stuff, King's Indian, opening theory, wikibookThe other day I was looking around for some new music, and I happened upon a band called The Shout Out Louds.
My initial reaction was that they sounded like the cure, with a bit of a twist of indie rock thrown in. However as I listen more and more (though I still think of the Cure when I hear listen) I’m hearing the Shout Out Louds uniqueness in their songs.
Their latest album (which you can get from emusic called “Our Ill Wills” is an amazing example of very catchy, almost power pop songs that really capture a range of different emotional experiences. When I listen to this album it makes me feel young, or causes memories of my youth that I have not taken out of the storage of my long term memory to come into my conscience mind.
The songs I have enjoyed the most are track number three “Are You Dreaming”, and number six “Impossible.
If you pick up the album and want to talk about it shoot me an email or leave a comment.
-N
Tagged DRM free .mp3, emusic, indie rock, Music, new albums, Shout Out Louds, The Cure