I must confess, I am not impressed by the mystique of sharks. They don’t do much for me. I don’t live in terror of shark-kind, and Shark Week is about the only time I’ll change the channel off the Discover/Animal Planet/National Geographic trinity that forms most of my non-cartoon viewing. (I’m sure, mind you, that […]
Monthly Archives: September 2004
Beat Fable. Hand cramped from end boss. Good game. Shorter than I like–another day worth of subquests would’ve been nice–but still good.
Courtesy of the Fed Ex dude, and Ellen sharing her settings, there’s a snazzy Epson 1280 sitting on my desk right now, running off a 13 x 19 of the fat fairy. I am stoked. Also, I made the mistake of letting James play Fable. One of the titles, if you are a lowly noob […]
Today, I went clothes shopping. This was an event. It was an event because I have purchased two shirts since I moved from Arizona some eight months ago, one of which was at a flea market, and the other of which was a Digger shirt and thus doesn’t really count as a purchase. In Arizona, […]
Oh. I’m the featured artist at Epilogue this month, and there’s a interview with me at http://www.epilogue.net/art/interviews/sept2004.html Ironically, nobody mentioned when the thing was going up, or that it had, so I didn’t hear about it until someone wrote to say “Read the interview, great gallery,” and I went “What with the what now?” But […]
Carrot, meet stick. Stick, meet carrot. I swear, this “Fable” game is doing wonders for my productivity. My inherent guilt will not allow me to simply slag off work and play–I’m generally pretty concientious about working through the day, which you have to be, if you work at home, because if willpower weakens, it provides […]
James, dearest wibbly that he is, came home last night and unexpectedly handed me a copy of “Fable” which he had scoured several sold out stores for. I have to get some work done this week–Diggers and conbooks and roughs–but expect nothing useful out of me other than that. S’cool game. Also! The ad that […]
Well, when I mentioned that I was happy to answer specific questions in the last thread, people started asking ’em. So I figured “Man, it’d be way more efficient to have a post all about that, in case I need to direct someone there, rather than wandering through the aimlessness of art-tipping, which might anyway […]
No, it’s not about how much to tip your faithful hardworking artist. Nor is it about stoned rural teenagers sneaking up on a bunch of artists in a field, sleeping peacefully on their feet, and toppling them over with an strangled “MOOO!” although I kinda wish it was, because that would be a way better […]
Holy crapazoids, it’s an alien. Well, no. But it is a ungodly huge bug, about an inch and a half long, picking it’s way down the glass of the sliding glass door. It is brownish gray, unremarkable in color, with a very large abdomen, respectable thorax, and teeny weeny narrow noggin, with two little eyes […]