Monday, January 24, 2005

That poor man's spine..

Comment Commentary

Ken- These blocks are big, mind you, and after a day of running around a convention center your feet tend to hurt. Badly.

Alex- As far as I'm concerned, Eminem is already dead. His new album was a predictable joke.

Mimmi- Too bad they're penciled sketches, not paintings, eh?

Shin- Wow, a little late to comment, are we? ~_^

GhostHero- Airsofts aren't paintballs. Note the lack of paint.

Azure- No, Azure, I'm not Man-Faye.

Stacie- I'd rather not participate in the madness. o_O

Mal- What, did they shoot you?

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Ken- You should draw and scan something anyway. It would end up hilarious, one way or another.

Azure- God, Azure, get some new material. You're as predictable as Resident Evil 2 AI.

*rimshot*

Shin- DRAMATIC REVERB..

Wait, TheOtaku articles? What of?

DDG- Nor have I.

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I take back everything I said about Resident Evil 4 not being that scary. The shock value with the dual chainsaw girlies and the cult leader mutant dude is so immense.. As Leon would say, muy bien.

Or some other corny phrase that Capcom would use. And there can't be any commas, either.

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Nothing else to say, but I took pictures. Bwee.

Keep in mind that some of them are from December in Pittsburgh- I hadn't gotten around to transferring them. Sue me.

The new computer. Note that this is not near anything I wanted in the case. It's totally different, though the temperature readout is handy.

The front. There's the temperature readout, and that odd sound card add-on thinger. Thankfully, it has a firewire port on it. *gazes at the iPod lovingly*

Alien fan..? This is where I got the inspiration for that jab at imitation Alienware in that Pimp My Comp comic a while back. It's so unclassy to use aliens.. If it's not genuine Alienware.

Eew, insides! Initially, I didn't want a side window. The glow is kickin', though, and it's fun to look at the inner workings when I'm waiting for things to load.

Look at that. So innocent-looking. But I don't trust him. There's just something about those ears..

It hurts my eyes. Keep in mind that we have no affiliation with the people who live here. This was just insane enough to justify picture-taking.

It's like some sort of holly jolly regime.. I wonder what these people do for Halloween.

Aww.. Now that's a nice house. It looked a lot better without the.. Uh.. Blur. That's what I get for hanging out the window of a moving car and trying to take pictures of things, as if I was Ghost from Enter The Matrix.

Pretty painting. Ignore that guy there.. God, he just wouldn't get out of the shot.

God must hate me. This White Stripes CD case was broken before I even opened the thing. I have a history with destroying CD cases.. Though most of the time it's not my fault. It's the packaging companies, for putting on all those retarded stickers.

Sick jokes? My parents think I'm way too dark, so they got me an Andy Griffith DVD. It cost them 99 cents. I exchanged it for gum. Also, note the cool keychain. If anybody can identify what it's from, they get a special cookie with a secret ingredient.

OMFG SNOW. This was the extent of the snow we got.. Pretty lame, no?

A little better. This reminds me of seeing all of these kids waiting on the corner in the frigid cold for the bus. Hah, losers.

There he is again. He's just plotting something, can't you tell? It must be dinnertime or something, judging by where he's standing.

Fine art, dang it. I made this on my two-year-old cousin's magnadoodle. That is the coolest thing ever.

From Pittsburgh, we now move on to my room back in good old California. These pictures are from yesterday.

Serenity. It's my cat! Sleeping on my bed! With that unbelievably lame fish pillow! I disrupted her nap for this picture, and now I feel bad.

Holy mother of Bart! Yes, I have a real, authentic Radioactive Man comic book. Worship me.

Decoration. Note the cool LOTR bookends. One of them has a knack for being abused, and has lost a head and a hand. My excuse is that it's from the fourth age, not the third, and that it's something you'll just have to come to accept. I also have a dead bonsai plant that I've given up on.

Fear! My closet holds many deep, dark secrets of my past. And clothing, too.

Tres Musique! This was the only way I could listen to my MP3s (aside from my computer) for quite some time. It's the only CD-R compatible CD player in this godforsaken house.

. This is my desk, where I kill myself over math homework every night. You can kind of see my school ID, and my cool, modernistic five-bulb bendy lamp.

You call that organization? I do. This is how I keep track of my drawings, from the two-second sketches to the elaborate five-day projects. I used to write little self-criticizing comments on the sketches, so I could see what I had to work on more. I go through these drawings every once in a while, just to see how far I've come.

The manga/graphic novel shelf. The sad thing is that this shelf used to be filled with good literature. That was before I discovered manga. My Gary Larson compilation book is on the shelf below this.

Why brag? Those are my blue ribbon medals from the regional Science Olympiad tournaments of fifth and sixth grade. It's this huge sciencey thing held at CSUN every year, and both years I was there our school got the gold. There's my AX 04 ID, hung just as proudly.

Anonymity. Why, who is that devilishly handsome young man with the camera?

My gear. These are really cheap IKEA shelves, hung right about the computer. They suck because I forget they are there and I hit my head on them a lot.

My workspace, now. The wires down there used to be a LOT worse. Then we got cable organizers, which toned it down a bit.

GODS. Every last one of them.

And that's it. Now that I have discovered how amazingly easy it is to transfer pictures with XP, you can expect to see a lot more images. Most of the time I don't do it because it takes FOREVER on Kodak "Easyshare." What a red-faced lie of a program name.

EDIT: Hm, this- looks like a movie I'm going to end up seeing, regardless of reviews, just so I can do a rant about claymation versus CGI. Plus, it's Tim Burton.
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