| sunday sunday sunday |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|07:57 pm] |
|
Went out for breakfast. Played Risk all day. Dad made chili. |
|
|
| good |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|08:58 pm] |
|
Introducing Dad to Arrested Development. Just ate Mexican food. Sitting at Abby's. |
|
|
| Sum doodels |
[Nov. 15th, 2009|01:47 am] |
 Its the weekend so I highly doubt that anyone is reading this. Oh well. You cant see the sideburn in the 2nd picture if you're wondering whats different.

Hey, I had great difficulty trying to colour this. Would you like to have a go? jabberworks drawing of me in dublin influenced this a huge amount. (Oh and hey Sarah wasn't there a couple of sketches from that weekend that you haven't posted yet? I'd love to see that stuff)

Unsure of the colours in this. Was trying to emulate the colours of the original moleskine scan and then added some colours on top of that. (im in my last year of college in case you are wondering why I haven't posted in a while) Oh well, it's a nice drawing, I can always recolour it. Might use it for twitter or something. (I think the chair stands out too much)
[edit] Oh yeah, I drew the big one in the middle for davario and his dude a day thing. |
|
|
| Podcast 014, 1st draft of next novel done, weekly articles |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|04:33 pm] |
A busy week, but I got a bunch done. Episode 014 of the Magic of Eyri Podcast is online, so set yer phasers to DOWNLOAD.
#
The big news of this past week is that the first draft of my next novel, working title Night of the Lonely Werewolf, is done. Yep, all 94,000+ words of it are finished. I opted to print the dang thing out (all 499 pages of it, double-spaced at 12 point font) as I go through the editing process. I’m glad I went this route, because I’ll at least have a hard copy of the first draft, and I like taking notes as I do that always important first read-through. I may need to invest in more red pens.
 I'm oldschool. Markin' up the paper with a bunch of red marks.
This is the novel I started for last year’s National Novel Writing Month (aka NaNoWriMo). Not happy that it took me almost a year to write the last 44,000 words after cranking out the first 50k in less than 30 days, but “thems the breaks.”
“Life happened” right after the holidays last year and I fell off the writing horse for a few months–but I dusted myself off and get right back on, spurs an’ all. Getting that first draft finished is key, after that, things kind of fall in place. But reaching that final goal of a workable first draft–no matter how good or bad it is–is super important.
I didn’t want to become a writer with a few half-finished novels lying around, so I’m happy that I soldiered on and finished this thing. The interesting thing is that I got some of my better ideas after that six month dry spell, life’s funny that way. I actually enjoy editing my novels and watching it change into something even better.
#
And here’s your weekly round-up of my various writings infesting other parts of the Internet:
Mirrored from Daniel J. Hogan. If something doesn't look right or show up, view the original blog post. Feel free to comment here or on the original post |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2009|04:23 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home-base | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | bummed | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Everyday- Buddy Holly and the Crickets | ] | i've been a little "off" lately. i've been trying to get this song down. there's something missing. and i think it's starting to really bother me, or something. everyone at work keeps telling me i'm very "grumpy", i just am not very happy near the end of the night. it's true. but seriously, and i know i'm in customer service, i doubt anyone looks overjoyed while they're at work. most people probably have no expression at all, i figure. but it gets really smokey in there and my contacts are really old, so i probably squint a lot. and after a night of trying to reason with, basically, mentally disabled people (who are really mentally disabled) gets really old. cleaning up puke every night gets really old. people trying to talk their way out of getting kicked out or having to show their ID is getting really old. being insulted on a nightly basis is starting to get really old.
so, yeah, i probably am in a shitty mood at the end of the night... all those things happened last night. they happen most nights.
so i went to the library and got a bunch of stuff to try and cheer me up... some new books and music. i was supposed to practice with joe and john and rei today... but joe can't, so i guess i'll just go through some stuff with Rei and John. bummer.
oh well... off to the races |
|
|
| Dad's in town! |
[Nov. 13th, 2009|04:35 pm] |

We went to the book store and cooked and watched movies today. Whee! |
|
|
| New painting |
[Nov. 13th, 2009|12:06 am] |

it's some sort of chola-esque disney villian or something.
I've painting a lot but i hardly ever take pictures, however I have a new camera so I'll be posting more often.
here's a picture of my palette, I just I think palettes look cool :)
 |
|
|
| Summer Forever! |
[Nov. 12th, 2009|10:56 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home-base | ] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | high | ] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | One After 909- the Beatles | ] | me and Joe are working on some pretty righteous stuff. i really like working with him because we sit around, play through songs for a few hours, talk about the beatles and other bands and music theory and all things musical and drink beers. i mean, i can't really think of much else i would wanna do with another dude. and Joe's a pretty good dude to do that with. Pataky, you're pretty good, too.
last night i went out with Ashley and Jon (and Jon and Evelyn) to do some karaoke. it was just as fun as it always is, which is way fun, but made more fun because two ladies that i really like were there, one i see a lot, one i see not so much.
i've been playing guitar all day... well that and reading music theory and hanging out with the wife. now i gotta go to my radio show. |
|
|
| single city |
[Nov. 12th, 2009|11:42 am] |
Do you think that -- prior to meeting the person they think they'll love forever -- all men believe they are fated to live alone in the woods, and all women believe they are fated to cat ownership? I do.
But why is that? Why does it sometimes seem like the only option for life, apart from the standard "lifelong relationship maintenance" route, is a set of weird outsider stereotypes?
Anyway, I'm curious about this. So please, will you take my poll? If you pick "other" feel free to write your alternative single-person outsider status in the comments.
Poll #1484498 Woodsman or Cat Lady?
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 21Which single stereotype have you identified with -- or idealized -- the most? |
|
|
| The Ink Panthers Show! Episode 23, Part 1 |
[Nov. 12th, 2009|11:32 am] |

iFanboy's Josh Flanagan joins us in the Panthers Lair to talk Natural History, Dinosaur Fossils, Butterfly swarms, Giant Sloths, and London Dungeons. Comments Welcome!
Subscribe in iTunes

|
|
|
| Fucking amazing article on why drug prohibition doesn't work (by Johann Hari) |
[Nov. 11th, 2009|04:30 pm] |
|
The proponents of the "war on drugs" are well-intentioned people who believe they are saving people from the nightmare of drug addiction and making the world safer. But this self-image has turned into a faith – and like all faiths, it can only be maintained by cultivating a deliberate blindness to the evidence. The recent furore about the British government's decision to fire its chief scientific advisor on drugs, Professor David Nutt, missed the point. Yes, it is shocking that he was ditched for pointing out the mathematical truth that taking ecstasy is less dangerous than horse-riding, and that smoking cannabis is less harmful than drinking alcohol. But this is how the war on drugs has to be fought. The unofficial slogan of the prohibitionists for decades has been: The facts will only undermine the war, so invent some that show how successful we are, fast. Look at the United States, the country that pioneered the drug war, and still uses its military and diplomatic might to demand the rest of the world cracks down. In 1998, the Office of National Drug Control Policy was ordered by Congress to stop funding any scientific research that might give the impression that we should redirect funding from anti-trafficking busts into medical treatment of addicts, or that there is any argument to legalise, regulate or medicalise drug use. It's Nutt cubed: only tell us what we want to hear. So, to give a small example, the ONDCP spent $14bn on anti-cannabis adverts aimed at teenagers, and $43m to find out if the ads worked. They discovered that kids who saw the ads were more likely afterwards to get stoned, so the evidence was suppressed, and the ad campaign marched on. What would happen if we started to build our drugs policy around the facts, rather than our desire for a fuzzy feeling inside? Prof Nutt only took baby steps in this direction before he was booted out. He argued that we should rank drugs by the harm they do, rather than by the size of the panicked headlines they trigger. Now the row is fading, it is possible to see how conservative he was. A must-read new report out this week – "After The War on Drugs: Blueprint for Regulation", by the Transform Drug Policy Foundation – follows the facts as far as they will take us. It shows that the rational solution is to take the drug market back from the unregulated anarchy of criminal gangs, and transfer it to pharmacists, off-licences, and doctors who operate in the legal economy. To see why this is necessary, we have to look at some of the facts our politicians refuse to see: Fact One The drug war hands one of our biggest industries to armed criminal gangs, who unleash terrible violence across the country. When alcohol was prohibited in the US in the 1920s, it didn't vanish. No: armed gangsters like Al Capone stepped in and sold it – and they shot anybody who got in their way. Yet today, Wine Rack does not shoot up Threshers. Oddbins does not threaten to kill anybody who sees its staff selling wine. Why? Because it wasn't the booze that caused the violence; it was the prohibition. Once alcohol was reclaimed for legal businesses, the dealer-on-dealer violence swiftly stopped. Where there is a huge profit to be made in a black market – it's 3,000 per cent on drugs today – people will fight and kill to control it. Arrest a dealer, and you simply trigger a new war for his patch, with the rest of us caught in the crossfire. In 1986, the Nobel-prize winning economist, Milton Friedman, calculated that there are 10,000 murders in the US alone every year caused this way. Legalise, and you bankrupt most organised crime overnight. With their profits in freefall, the gangsters don't suddenly become cuddly – but the huge financial incentives to remain a gangster wither fast. It's the drug war that keeps them in business, and legalisation that shuts them down. As Friedman said: "Prohibition is the drug dealer's best friend." Fact Two Under prohibition, drug use becomes more hardcore. Before alcohol prohibition, most Americans drank beer and wine. After prohibition was introduced, super-strong moonshine became the most popular drink, as booze rapidly became 150 per cent stronger. Why? The writer Richard Cowan called it "the iron law of prohibition": whenever you criminalise a substance, it gets stronger. Because they are smuggling and stashing a substance, the dealers condense their product to give the biggest possible kick while taking up the smallest possible space. It's at work today: it's why dealers invented crack in the 1980s. The researchers Matthew Robinson and Renee Scherlen found: "The increased deadly nature of drugs under prohibition led to 15,000 more deaths in 2000 [in the US alone] than [if] prohibition had not made drugs more dangerous." Fact Three The drug war doesn't reduce drug use – but the alternatives can. Some people believe these two dark side-effects are a price worth paying if prohibition stops a significant number of people from picking up their first bong or needle. It was an understandable enough argument – until the evidence came in from countries that have experimented with ending the drug war. On 1 July 2001, Portugal decriminalised the possession of all drugs, including heroin and cocaine. You can have and use as much as you like for your own needs, and if you are caught, the police might refer you to a rehab programme, but you will never get a criminal record. (Supplying and selling remains illegal.) The prohibitionists predicted a catastrophic rise in addiction, and even I – an instinctive legaliser – was nervous. Now we know: overall drug use actually fell a little. As a major study by Glenn Greenwald for The Cato Institute found, among Portuguese teenagers the fall was fastest: 13-year-olds are four per cent less likely to use drugs, and 16-year-olds are six per cent less likely. As the iron law of prohibition predicts, the use of hard drugs has fallen fastest: heroin use has crashed by nearly 50 per cent among the young who were not yet addicted. The Portuguese have switched the billions that used to be spent chasing and jailing addicts to providing them with prescriptions and rehab. The number of people in drug treatment is now up by 147 per cent. Almost nobody in Portugal wants to go back. Indeed, many citizens want to take the next step: legalise supply too, and break the back of the gangs. Portugal is no fluke. It turns out that wherever the drug laws are relaxed, drug use stays the same, or – where spending is switched to treatment – declines. Between 1972 and 1978, 11 US states decriminalised marijuana possession. The National Research Council found that the number of dope-smokers stayed the same. In Switzerland, a decade ago the government started providing legal centres where people could safely inject heroin – for free. Burglary rates fell by 60 per cent, and street homelessness ended. A study by The Lancet – one of the most respected medical journals in the world – found that the rate of people becoming new heroin addicts fell by 82 per cent. Why? Heroin addicts didn't need to recruit new addicts to sell to in order to feed their habit. The pyramid scheme of heroin addiction was broken. So the drug war doesn't achieve its goal of reducing addiction. All it does achieve is horrific gang violence – and in some cases the cartels gut whole countries like Mexico and Afghanistan. It does unwittingly press people into using harder and more dangerous drugs. And it does waste tens of billions of dollars that could really reduce drug addiction, by spending it on treatment for addicts. The prohibitionists are therefore left a contradiction between their message and the facts. They can either change their message, or try to suppress the facts. Last week, the British Government made its choice. But how long will this be tenable? The prohibitionists are – from the best intentions and the highest motives – unleashing a catastrophe. Human beings have been finding ways to get stoned or high since we lived in caves. In our attempt to end this natural impulse, we have created a problem worse than drug use itself. There is another way. Imagine a country with no drug dealers killing to protect their patch or terrorising whole estates. Imagine a country where burglary fell by 60 per cent. Imagine a Britain where we spent all these billions treating addicts as ill people who need our help, not hunting them down as criminals who need punishment. We can be that country. We just have to come down from chasing the dragon of a drug-free world – and start looking soberly at the facts. To support the campaign for drug regulation, you can join, volunteer for or donate to the Transform Drug Policy Foundation at www.tdpf.org.uk
I found the article here, but wanted to post this here so I could catch the most peepers.
|
|
|
| not the time for key lime |
[Nov. 11th, 2009|09:30 am] |
Key Lime Pie looks like something that will be easy to make, because it only has a few ingredients, but squeezing all the juice from those limes is a time suck! Also, I'm not very patient when it comes to getting the graham cracker crust really fine and dusty -- so mine's a little clumpy. All the same, Happy Birthday, Will! I hope you like your pie.
Today Will is 29 years old. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Nov. 10th, 2009|07:16 pm] |

did you know? you cant control who you like and who likes you! |
|
|
| frozen edible soup treats |
[Nov. 10th, 2009|01:31 pm] |
Last night I made spicy black bean soup with sausage for dinner, and I distributed the extra soup between several Ball freezer jars for us to eat later.
Making the decision to finally start freezing took me a long time. I simply didn't know how to do it. Just putting fresh cut veggies in a freezer bag didn't sound like it would keep well without getting freezer burn, and I was afraid of how a Ball glass canning jar would respond to the cold. These Ball freezer jars are great though. I love the size (perfect for two portions of soup for me + Will), I love the screw on lid, and I love that the bottom of one jar easily snaps on the top of another, so they stack nicely in the freezer. I've tried the Target brand freezer jars too, and they're not as great. I definitely like the Ball brand freezer jars.
I've got some beef stew left over from last summer that I've kept in the freezer, and it still cooks up wonderfully. I'm always amazed how frozen soup never seems to lose its integrity. I keep thinking "these potatoes are going to break apart and make a big mess" but they don't! I have yet to try frozen veggies this way, but would totally recommend soup at this point.
When I'm too stressed to cook, or we don't have groceries around (more likely), I like that I can just heat up healthy made-from-scratch soup; that makes me feel awesome.
Try it! |
|
|
| Hey Mary, can I borrow your beret? |
[Nov. 9th, 2009|08:56 pm] |
I wrote and recorded a test song on Saturday. It's the first recording I've ever done solo, and I refuse to discount it based on the fact that I wrote and then recorded it with garage band in an hour. The piano sounds distant because I had to put my laptop across the room in order to mask the sound of my fingers tapping the plastic keys. The vocals are a bit flat in places, but all in all, I'm pretty happy with it. Once shown, two people ignored it, one gave positive feedback, and another may not have found it sitting in their inbox, waiting to be heard. So that's two bad responses (silence isn't encouraging), one very good, and one has yet to be determined. If it turns up roses, it'll be the metaphor of the century.
School is almost out for the semester. Five more weeks. It's sort of scary. Next semester I'm totally booked, but I'm so looking forward to summer that I don't care. I'm doing an internship and taking a Scriptwriting II Independent Study. By the end of the summer, I'll have written a full length film. 90-120 minutes. I've already started planning it, which is weird because I'm the most wonderful procrastinator. I'm doing it now in fact. I have a peer critique due at midnight and I'm not nearly finished. I'm actually putting it off because I can't find anything bad to say about two of my group members. We have to suggest improvements, but I honestly think that they did such a great job, I can't think of anything. It's not because they are my new awesome campus friends, but because they worked really hard. Anyway. I didn't put much stock in my Scriptwriting I course because I am an animation major. I was only taking this course because it was required. But things changed. My professor loves me and so does the class? Totally weird. Someone wants to make my short film that I'm not even finished writing. My professor was more than excited when I asked him to advise my independent study. I've always loved writing, but never found a medium that fit with me. Until now, I guess. This is the first thing that I've ever done in school that has received this kind of feedback. Two of my professors are really pushing me to apply for a writing and page internship at NBC.
This is the first time in my life that I'm doing things ALONE. I've always been afraid to show my independent work to anyone. Writings, unless connected to other people or chronicling a memory, were hidden from anyone with eyes. Songs, unless drunkenly brought to a group and changed, were played only to the cats.
I'm not trying to say, "Look at me, I'm amazing." I'm really asking, "When the fuck did I get so gutsy and why?" Just the thought of it is making me nervous.
Also, I'm moving! In August. For reals. |
|
|
| like water off a duck |
[Nov. 9th, 2009|04:20 pm] |
Every time I attend a media conference I learn that there's already a glut of everything I want to contribute to the world and at least 10% of the surplus is better than anything I could do anyway.
Here's a website I like: http://www.newsbobber.com/ I guess MPR just bought it + its creator.
EDIT: Never mind. Someone's going to say something stupid about that and then I'll have to hate them. |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
| |
|
|