It seems I never get to consistently post a new blog anymore. Too busy. Which can be a good thing. If one was bored, they’d post more, wasting time on the intertron as it were. Seems all I do is work, sleep, draw. Work, sleep, draw. I cannot wait till one of them stops for good. More on that at a later time. (and no, its not sleep and drawing that’s stopping!)
I joined netflix. I love it so far. I’ve been working through the seasons of STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE that I never watched. I’m enjoying the hell out of the show and netflix in general. I recommend it.
We’re thanksgiving shopping this week. I am excited to cook a turkey and mashed potatoes. We’re gonna celebrate the holiday this coming Sunday. Cause both our piece of shit jobs make us work on holidays. Well, that’s not fair to say. If I do work on Thanksgiving and the day after, I get time and a half. So I want to work it. Its like an extra day of pay!
We already got our Xmas tree up! We already got presents underneath it too. I bought my son some presents and they are wrapped and under the tree. Plus there are a couple under there for me. Yay.
I started new PLEASANT LIFE pages this week for the first time since march. I was busy with other people’s projects before that. But now I’m back on my beloved characters and perhaps a bit wiser. I was looking at the contrast between my previous pages I started and my newest ones and you can see my growth. I’m gonna have to blend the previous pages on #4 I had started to fit in with what I can do now. Like George Lucas n’shit. Add in the Jabba the Hutt scene and all that crap. Kidding of course. That bastard raped me.
Speaking of mindrape, saw HOSTEL 2, which has one of the hardest scenes to watch in all of cinematic history. But it’s a powerful scene. You know me, I like things that challenge my viewpoint. Most others judge me for it. I can watch a harsh horror or porn movie and meet the art halfway. But there are those who will go EWWW! YOU’RE A SICK FUCK! Like those assholes who thought American Beauty was all about Kevin Spacy’s love for an underage girl. If they focused on that, then they are morons and deserve to stop sharing air with me. You completely missed the point asshole. Go back and look again.
Still reading that BORING ASS LIFE OF KEVIN SMITH diary book. Its a lot of reading. Then I think I’m gonna dive into those DRAGONLANCE books I’ve been putting off. Gonna start a sort of “midevil fantasy” GN with my pal Robert soon and I want to be in that mindset.
Shane and I are gonna start recording a new album soon. Finally. I think we are gonna take some time to jam and reconnect. Clear the cobwebs I guess. I haven’t played in a bit. Been busy drawing and working a job I hate. But hopefully we can channel that energy into making a good record. I don’t want to focus on the offensive funny this time, as much as I want to grow as a songwriter and player. I cannot keep doing G-D-C-A and talking about my cock. I need to grow a bit. Do some interesting musical things. I’d love for us to just get everything off our chest and do a great huge album with lots of songs. But I am going in with no preconceived ideas. We’ll probably video tape what we do. I’d like to get around to releasing that DVD one day. Hopefully be recording the early part of dec an up till march and then release it in time for my comic con appearances next year.
I was hoping for a vacation in December, but my job says that there is a “blackout” on taking days off in December. So I am fucked out of that. But I get the money in a check at the end of the year. Might help me pay for printing costs on some comics. That’s a plus I guess. Plus they announced we’ll be getting a Christmas bonus. Things do get better sometimes. But I am just so angry and jaded to enjoy anything in the actual workforce anymore.
Ever think: “I am alone in a world of morons, and only those really close to me understand me.” Its what I think sometimes. From people I hate at my job, to morons who screw up my order at a restaurant… I am always struggling to just not go all FALLING DOWN n’shit on people. Everyone needs to strive for bettering themselves.
That’s probably why I like STAR TREK so much. They don’t explore space cause of fame, money or women. (well, Kirk did for women I guess!) they did it to better mankind. To evolve, to learn. I hope that as one race we can do that one day. But for now, we’re all morons who cannot take care of each other. No way we can get along to explore space together. Makes me sad.
Speaking of which, there are spy pics of Zachary Quinto in his SPOCK makeup from the making of the new STAR TREK movie. I am completely stoked about it. Very excited. Finally, a movie coming out that I am completely hard over. Indeed, the “human adventure, is just beginning…”
I turn 30 in less than 3 months. I’m divided on what I want to do for the actual day. I dunno why I am so concerned with it. I feel that I no longer have my “twenties” status and that makes me into a certain category. It’s a major hill I’ve crossed over. And I feel that my dreams are still reachable, but not as wide open as once before. I’m having a hard time with it. I want to get depressed, but I’ve convinced myself that getting depressed about it is stupid. It is inevitable and illogical to get depressed over things that just are and must come to pass. My thirties will be exciting. I get to see my Kid(s) grow up. I get to do more art, spend time with the girl who I love eternally… it will be fun.
So all this combined, I’m trying to see what I can do to celebrate it properly. I’ve thought about just dinner and going home to watch a movie I’ve watched since I was 4, STAR TREK II: THE WRATH OF KHAN. Seems fitting. I dunno. Its what they do in FREE ENTERPRISE when the one nerd lead actor guy turns 30. God I love that movie.
Anyway, those are my random thoughts. Hopefully this long of a post helps tide you over in my long breaks. Peace be with all of you and watch out for snakes.
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