skywaterblue: (art school perverts)
I had the most heterosexual dream ever. I was back stage in some fancy London theater and some blond hipster orchestra kid started chatting me up. The first question was 'so you like classical music?' And I answered, 'Yeah, sorta,' because it is true that I do but it is also true it's not the first songs I reach for on my iPod. Then he asked me if I like Indian food. I said, 'I love Indian!'

He passed me a folded up piece of lined paper with one of those surveys like 'circle answer a if you like me' and I remember thinking, 'uh, are we sixteen?' But I thought he was hot and I was happy he was hitting on me so we made a date and then I left to text him the answers to his survey...

...and then I woke up and coughed on my pillow and thought: what. the. hell.
skywaterblue: (Chicago!)
I am cranky as hell. Some of it is PMS, a great deal of it has to do with drama surrounding moving back to Chicago. My parents have been on my ass about what a failure I am. I am also (mildly) bummed about some stuff on the game.

It turns out that SAIC put me on probation when I dropped out for failing to pay. So I have to write an appeal letter. My academic adviser seemed to think it was no big deal for me, and I'm sure I've done plenty of stuff since moving back to justify my existence. I just resent having to do it. But: I'll suck it up and write it tomorrow.

I had a bit of a meltdown about that.

Apparently the credit union hasn't reported that I paid it off yet, another thing to solve.

Just tedious, tedious bullshit. But X-Men was good.
skywaterblue: (Rei Ayanami)


I hope?

I'm feeling crappy and burnt out. I was hoping it was just PMS, but it's sticking around, so ... yeah.

Things: I hit up First Friday pretty fucking hard this month. My mother basically made me go out with her but by the end I cut loose and had my own time of it. Saw all the major shows, ran into friends I haven't seen in a while. That guy from High School you haven't seen since High School, that person you secretly hate but must be nice to for political reasons, that person you've only spoken to on Twitter...

Brent and Ashanti have a cute kid, and I really approve of Brent's new style.

Then I went out on Sunday to "Shut Down The Strip", which did nothing of the sort. As Laurenn's husband pointed out later, it's hard to shut down the strip in protest if you're ALSO trying to be kind and thoughtful to MGM-Mirage for letting us walk through the Bellagio.

Between the two events, I am pretty sure I ran into everyone I know in Las Vegas.
skywaterblue: (john spencer)
Leo McGarry: My generation never got the future it was promised... Thirty-five years later, cars, air travel is exactly the same. We don't even have the Concorde anymore. Technology stopped.
Josh Lyman: The personal computer...
Leo McGarry: A more efficient delivery system for gossip and pornography? Where's my jet pack, my colonies on the Moon?

***

I don't think I'll ever forget where I was the day John Spencer died. I didn't forget it - I just forgot to post because I've been epically busy. Five years. It at once seems very far away and not long ago at all.

I did finals, then Friday night we went out to the Wynn Buffet and Sinatra: Dance With Me. This is a new show at the Wynn which is basically swing dancing, choreographed to Sinatra tunes by Twyla Tharpe. I wanted to like it more than I actually did. I'll put a proper review on Yelp.

I was kind of dumb and volunteered to work the Neon Boneyard Christmas open house today. I say kinda dumb because I wanted to go, but it turned out to be the same time as the DADT vote. I missed watching it, but luckily saw it go down on Twitter. Ah me. And because I was deliberately dragging my feet, I missed Noelle at it. Oh well, I did take her out to the Sinatra show.

Other stuff: I let my paid LJ time expire. So I really need to get on the ball with fixing this Dreamwidth up. My neon equipment now has air running through it. I need to get the propane line hooked up to it, which makes me nervous - but it just occurred to me that there are probably quite a few tutorials on this on tube of You.
skywaterblue: (corset)
I've been up to a lot lately. Elections. School. MUSHing. I met Rachel Maddow and had a gallery show. It's a lot and I've been doing way better at keeping it updated on Facebook and Twitter.

I'm going to try and recap some stuff though, as I'm kind of... eh, not really depressed but clearly not energetic enough to be getting more than the necessaries done. I need to make some art but I'm really blocked - I decided to do some bio comics called 'Famous for Vegas' rather than sort out the Israel trip.

This hasn't been helped by two things: one, my dad left on a two week vacation so I'm doing all the cooking AND fighting with my mom over cleaning the kitchen. The current argument is over how many pots and pans someone needs for a family of four. I personally think that we only need a couple, and I've convinced her to get rid of the ones with the black non-stick coating scratching off (because it causes ~*~cancer~*~ which I don't actually believe but is my magic bugaboo that can get her to do things). Except that of course, getting her to actually take the items to Goodwill is not possible.

Meanwhile, she keeps saying that she should have paid off my SAIC bill and my response is 'so give me the eight grand so I can go back to Chicago, then, I know you have it'. And her response is always some bullcrap about how her online cancer support group is going to go to (pick one): Switzerland, London, or apparently Jerusalem. And she needs the money so she can go for the miracle cure and/or scan which will save her from cancer.

(Bringing the hilarious, this conversation:

My mom: I should take you to Jerusalem with me! You know how to get around there.

Me: If by get around you mean, I know how to make the change on the public bus, then yes.

My mom: And they speak Yiddish there!

Me: ... um. I don't speak Yiddish. Or Hebrew, for that matter, but it doesn't matter because pretty much everyone speaks English there.

My mom: SEE. YOU KNOW NOW.)

My mom is under the recurring impression that all Jews speak Yiddish, and no, I don't know how it happened. I think she hears a lot of stuff at church and then doesn't bother to um, ask any of the people she lives with.

Anyway, so this conversation bookended me going and leaving the Vegas Valley Comic Festival, which was lovely but except for the Keith Knight panel felt like a lot of grousing about how hard it is (yes, it is hard) which wasn't exactly what I needed to hear.

So I went home and after eating the soup I had stuck in the crockpot, decided that life sucked balls and the best answer would be to pull the covers over my head and sleep until life stopped sucking. It's really a shame that this isn't actually possible.
skywaterblue: (Las Vegas!)
1. Fandom Fist Smash over this female character chart.

Because: 1a. All characters in media inherently meet some sort of 'trope' because there are only SO many ways to tell a story and make it satisfying to an audience. I mean, don't take Joseph Campbell that seriously or anything, but ... yeah, you know what, fucking read some Campbell and then get back to me on this?

1b. Yoko Ono is not a trope. She's also ten times more awesome than you, which is unfortunate for everyone reading this but inherently true. Get back to me after you survive Japanese firebombing, tell your parents to fuck themselves to move to the West and go to Sarah Lawrence eschewing your inheritance and discuss music theory with John Cage and perform with him at Carnegie Hall.

Then, IF you meet someone as equally talented as John Lennon and decide to say 'fuck everyone' and fall in love, YOU MIGHT be AS awesome as Yoko Ono. Like I said, get back to me on that.

1c. Tearing apart the women who do appear on TV because they're not YOU is an inherently stupid way to discuss their potentials as feminist/not-feminist. Let's start over, and you can read up on agency and the cliff notes of 'The Second Sex'. Then we can come back and talk about which characters pass and which fail.

2. Doctor Who filming in Utah. Anyone know where? I kind of want to go see it, though not having a license or car is kind of... fail. On the other hand, we can go stay with my Aunt, so I can provide a cheap base of operations?
skywaterblue: (corset)
1. My brother successfully fasted for Yom Kippur.

Kinda proud of him. My dad is unnerved.

2. I owe [personal profile] aria vidrecs and I need to polish off a chapter of this fic. I know.

3. Today was my last training at the neon museum! My first tour is Wend. at 2pm. ZOMG. I am kinda thrilled to force tourists to consider the noble gasses, no lie. DRINK EVERY TIME I SAY VALIANCE SHELL?
skywaterblue: (kosher boys)
1. I had drinks and watched Highlander and vids with [personal profile] aria. And it was fabulous. She is a lovely person.

2. My brother and I tried to go to Temple for Rosh Hashanah. He's been bugging me for a month about it - we got all dressed up and went, but they were out of tickets. Oh well. I didn't want to spend the money anyway, heh, I am terrible. So we went to the store what sells the kosher food and bought apples and honey and challah and sat by the lake a while and ate and tossed the bread in the water.

Then I took him out for a fancy Italian meal, since we were all dressed up.

Which I think was a better Rosh Hashanah than if we had gone to Temple anyway.

3. Mad Men - the last three episodes, each one has been better than the one before. It's the kind of excellent streak I haven't seen since maybe the first season of Battlestar Galactica, or the last five or six episodes of West Wing's second season. I have a lot of things to say about this, I hope I find the time.

4. School. Neon. School. Blah blah.

5. My mom is talking about doing some sort of home repair, but of course she wants to buy the cheapest vinyl flooring. Sigh. IDEK. If she's going to pay some guys to come out and tear up the rest of the floor, she can pay the extra 1.00 to have them install Pergo and maintain the value instead of fucking linoleum, is my opinion.
skywaterblue: (art school perverts)
I haven't been posting much, though I can't think of why. I've been entertaining myself by adding stuff to Fanlore. I've almost whipped the Pern page into shape, and I've been dipping my toes into editing the West Wing pages, which are all stub-like and sad. Please go over there and help me add stuff.

Which reminds me: I have a ton of AO3 invites if you want one. Your fic will not get a lot of feedback there, but it's a great archival space with a ton of nice features.

School starts on Monday. My mother is going away for two days. My Pell Grant arrived today and she made greedy grabby hands about it because I owe her five hundred bucks. We've been having a lot of fights because I wanted (briefly) to go work for Harry Reid's reelection but then I was reminded that I need a car because I basically have maxed out the jobs I can take without one.

Besides, I'd just be unemployed again in November. Fixing the moped up again will be cheaper than buying a car and leave me money to continue fixing the garage up into neon studio space.

On Monday, I have training to docent at the Neon Museum. I'm going to be leading tours there. My mother is going away, however, and will not let me drive her car so I guess I'll take the bus to get down there.

Feh.

Aug. 7th, 2010 07:36 pm
skywaterblue: (neil gaiman would unhappen so much)
1. I have been really sad the last few days. The mother of a friend of mine died, and while not at all unexpected, she was a good person and a good mother and I don't do grief that well.

2. I really need to work on comics, but nothing is coming - I don't know if I'm ready to say anything about the Birthright trip. Lately I want to make comics about Las Vegas. It's stupid. Other than fixing up this workspace, I have borderline wasted my summer.

3. I've been really nostalgic for 2005, partly because of the death, partly for some reasons I don't want to discuss, and partly because I'm missing a friend who I don't speak to anymore. In any event, lots of hours spent wasted reading Josh/Donna fanfics in bed - I seem to be favoring the post-series Santos stories but there aren't that many of them so I've now worked my way to other crazy shit.

4. If anyone still remembers that I was even working on this: The Grandfather Clause is what I ended up titling the Mutant Fic. I'm posting the chapters that are finished. I might even, you know, really complete it someday that way.

5. Told you. Really bizarrely nostalgic for 2005.
skywaterblue: (dalek love)
I had my first moped accident yesterday. I was being stupid and trying to go to Dr. Sketchy's at Dino's, even though I knew there was something wrong with the front brakes and they weren't working properly. Well, I don't use the front brakes that often - only when I need to stop very very quickly for some reason, so I was like, 'I'll be a careful driver and it'll totally be fine'.

Gorey details. )

Anyway. Later last night after the fistful of Motrin kicked in, Mom and I went back and retrieved the moped. I was angry and felt like I didn't give a shit if I ever: a. rode a moped again and b. if the fucking thing got stolen. Forcing me to ride it home was a good lesson, though, as it wasn't as bad as I feared. Even though I knew it was still unsafe, it didn't feel that way. Get back on the horse and all.
skywaterblue: (the universe was waiting)
...from the most-astonishing adventure in Israel, Egypt and Jordan. I didn't update this journal but often sent tweets and Facebook so you can catch up there, but now that all the frustrations of travel are fading and I'm left with the memories of people I met and things I saw and did, yes. Astonishing.

I have like eighty billion photos to go through, a MUSH to start wizzing at again, and a bunch of comms with probably tired and cranky babysitters who are more than ready to dump them in my lap again.

I've been away so long that the news doesn't even make sense to me anymore. It must be like what happens to people who never watch the news and then tune in one day and are like 'what the ever-living fuck is this?' When I left this country, I was winning at Deadpool and Robert Byrd was alive and now NEITHER OF THOSE THINGS ARE TRUE.

It's a shame that Ariel Sharon didn't cack it while I was in Israel, I could have gone to a state funeral for a massive jerk and also pulled ahead again. /terrible.

Anyway. Back now. Had awesome time. Spent too much money, but my parents don't seem pissed about it in the slightest. LOL, and I worried so much over it.

ALSO I SAW DOCTOR WHO FINALE JUST NOW. AND IT WAS ASTONISHING. I can't find the words for how fucking good the Season Five ender was, I just can't, the same way I know there are people who hate this season with a fiery passion and I just really don't understand that at all.
skywaterblue: (art school perverts)
I went almost four days without checking my LJ/DW friendslists. I'm sorry, all, though I didn't miss it that much because most of you are on Twitter these days.

Here, I updated my website with the comics from Bird Poo. I feel like shit, so updating it with the comic from Drunk is going to have to wait.
skywaterblue: (The Death Star is Not a Moon)
Well, I'd really like to do a comic to sell at the Vegas Valley Comic Festival, like I did last year, and I was kind of scraping for interesting topics. That's when I realized, duh, I can make a travelogue comic about going to Israel.

It has, of course, Already Been Done.

Actually, I guess the astonishing thing about that is that given X number of Jews who go on Birthright / X number of Jews in comics, it still took until 2008 for someone to get a contract with Vertigo to do it.

I feel like I may have posted this before; deja vu.
skywaterblue: (so divine!)


Very cute film! The end song by Sigur Ros got stuck in my head - apparently Abby is a big fan. (She says that she doesn't like their new stuff because 'they discovered happiness' but that I would like the new CD.) Noelle, Shane and the baby were also with us.

And unexpected David Tennant was unexpected. (It's a blink and you miss it VO, like his appearances in the Big Finish audios.)

The one thing I really disliked, though, is that none of the other dragons in the film have remotely the charm of the lead dragon, Toothless. His design is full of appealing Chris Sanders-style. It feels like they probably brought him on to the project to redesign Toothless to be appealing, and they left the other dragons as they were. Which is a success because I want a plush Toothless like ten minutes after I left the theater, but sucks for plot reasons.

Which is to say... )

It had the charm of making me remember what it was like to be eight, in that I left the theater imagining childish fanfiction where they meet a girl Night Fury dragon and she's like TEH AWESOMEST!!

Also, where's my fuckin' Pern movie? Sigh.
skywaterblue: (corset)
I got accepted for the Birthright Israel trip I wanted to go on! Cue freakout about the money - I was hoping it would leave from LA (and hence would be cheap) but of course I wanted to go on the specialized one for artists. And it leaves from NYC.

So I have to buy plane tickets from Las Vegas to NYC. I'm running short on money anyway, which sucks because I really, really wanted to extend the trip and go to Egypt. ('Cause I'm never going to be able to afford going there on my own, at least not for years.)

My mom said she'll get Dad to help with the plane tickets, though. So maybe I can get them to pitch in for going to Egypt. Or maybe if I'm lucky my Pell Grant for Summer will come through before May 31st (since the last day of class is the 15th).

Anyway, I'm excited. I don't know how it'll work with my health - I get double vision every time I get hot, though I've discovered it also has to do with when I last ate/drank. Except I'm thinking Israel probably isn't quite as hot as Las Vegas in the summer, so since it leaves by late May hopefully I'll have figured out how to deal with that crazy shit.
skywaterblue: (art school perverts)
Olympian quits speed-skating, becomes nun. What I find extra awesome is that she somehow heard the call to become a nun while at SAIC. SAIC made me think many things, but 'get thee to a nunnery' um, wasn't one of them. HEY-O.

So this morning I got up early and went out to buy bartending supplies. My house now has every kind of juice imaginable. You know what sucks though? My dad can't have any because of diabetes, and my mom is convinced the second a drop of alcohol passes her lips she'll become some raving addict. (Quite frankly, raving addiction would be preferable to her current mental health, but I digress.)

Hilarious digression: last night she was really annoying at Olive Garden, because it's like Driving Ms. Daisy except worse, so I escaped to the bar to get a drink? And then she comes over and sits down next to me and puts a Virgin Pina Colada on my tab. Hilarious. I am... no longer glad she is home, but we knew that.

My point is that this is a lot of boozing for one person. And it's not like I can practice making mixed drinks without putting the alcohol in, amirite?
skywaterblue: (mugshot gaila)
A lot of my friends have gallery shows opening up this Friday. [personal profile] devilc did this cool interview with Laurenn McCubbin which you should read.

Last night I went with Shane and Noelle to the Wynn Buffet for the first time. I have to say that Laurenn was correct when she said (months earlier) that the Bellagio is miles better. Still, that luscious cut of lamb t-bone is going to stick in my memory for quite some time. As is the octopus crevice, which was perfection.

Then we walked around CityCenter. Half the art isn't labeled. The casino seemed busy, but I can't help but think the interior space is cold and uninviting - the benches, in particular, all seem to be designed to be as uncomfortable as possible. As if someone had decided that CityCenter would be immensely high traffic, like an airport - without thinking about if anyone would actually like to stay a while and sit. Also I'm sure someone thanked God that Las Vegas eliminated interior smoking in most areas - because the designers used these ridiculous fabric paneled walls. As it is I have doubts on how those will wear from a style standpoint in the years to come, but imagining how disgusting they would have been already really turned me off of life.



This video is wondrous, by the by. Enjoy!
skywaterblue: (Las Vegas!)
I do think it's going to be a squeaker, but my father and I are kind of baffled by the meme going around outside Nevada that Harry Reid is in a shit-ton of danger of losing his seat. It seems like it's gaining traction because the polling numbers are skewed Republican at the moment. None the less, I think Reid's seat is pretty safe. Let us discuss why:

1. It's pretty tough to knock off an incumbent, even in a change election, in general.

2. Harry Reid has never actually had an easy re-election. He's almost lost a couple of times and gotten damn dirty in the courts to keep that seat. This arguably makes him much harder to knock off because he has advanced notice, and not easier to knock off just because the Republicans have a fair fight.

3. Have you noticed that our other Senator is an asswipe who has never done anything and is involved in like fifteen massive scandals? He's a Republican, by the way. John Ensign. You may have heard of him.

4. Also, have you noticed that our Republican Governor is the WORST. GOVERNOR. EVER? Gibbons says shit like, 'Let's quit paying for Medicare!' and 'Let's stop funding the university!' He is a moron, he has a sixteen percent approval rating and he decided to run for re-election in 2010. He's so loathed that he's probably not going to win the Republican primary - though I hope he does, because...

5. Harry Reid's son, Rory Reid, is probably going to win the Democratic primary for the Governor's race. Though I myself loathe nepotism, and if possible Rory has even less charm than his dad, I find myself warming up a lot to Rory Reid. He's good with the books and has been a pretty decent Clark County Commissioner, which is a position with a shit-ton of power in Nevada. Right now a Mormon accountant sounds like a pretty good fucking idea to me.

6. The Democratic Party in Nevada has like a massive voter lead over the Republicans, and the Reids have like a MASSIVE war chest, as if you even believed the DNC wasn't going to flood a shit ton of money into Sen. Reid to keep the Senate Majority Leader from getting tossed out. Harry Reid has like fifteen million dollars. And he's already got commercials and mailers.

7. The Democratic Party also controls both state houses.

8. Do you really think that Obama is not going to pass a Health Care Bill? First, it's out of committee so it would have to be massive fucking fail for them not to pass something at some point. They only need fifty votes and Joey Biden, guys. Being a life-long Dem, I'm not saying we're not capable of fucking up that hard, but a lot more is riding on the stupid health care bill than Harry Reid, y'know what I'm saying? And you really think that the voters of Nevada are going to toss out the Senate Majority Leader who passes the most massive social reform in forty years?

9. Even if all that were not true, as of right now both Republican senate primary candidates suck, and have no money. They both posted grand totals of 300,000 dollars today. One of them is Danny Tarkanian, who is apparently a lawyer - but more importantly, the son of Jerry Tarkanian, who won the UNLV Baseball championship in the 90s and since then the family has been trying (mostly unsuccessfully) to become a nepo family in Nevadan politics.

His more serious competition is Sue Lowden, who I guess would be a serious candidate as she is the former head of the Republican party here. Both of them are currently engaging in seeing which can suck the cock of our local crazy Tea Party people harder, which is going to be not appealing to the rest of us in a couple of months. Apparently Sue Lowden pissed the Tea Party people off back when they were um, Paultards, so IDEK.

10. In conclusion, maybe if the Republican party had some credible candidates to run, Harry Reid might have a squeaker. And I guess the Lt. Gov. is considering hopping into this race. But as it is he's just an unpopular guy who has always kind of been unpopular-but-he-gets-shit-done-so-we'll-keep-him. His son is the only reasonable choice to take the Governor's race, and so long as people show up to the polls, they're just gonna check all Dems and go home.

By the way, I find it really funny that Harry Reid threw a big hissy over his son running, 'cause I think it's going to end up saving his bacon. But we'll see.
skywaterblue: (art school perverts)
It only worked because my mother was at church all day and hence I couldn't run to Lowe's. By about noon, I realized I needed a prybar because the hammer wouldn't suffice to take the trim off the wall. And whomever constructed the built in desk/shelves in this room? Yeah, they put the wallpaper behind the shelves and then made it so you can't pull the shelves out to take the wallpaper off, unless you take the trim off.*

Which is fine because I wanted to re-lacquer all the shelves after slapping up some fresh white paint. I just couldn't do any of that because of lack of prybar.

I did throw some more things away but I didn't get nearly as much done as I wanted. Which is fine because I ended up doing a bunch of classwork for my online courses instead. So I guess today WAS productive, it just wasn't what I had planned on doing.

Also, I was out of soy milk creamer. And AAA batteries.

*Ick. I just realized this means that NO ONE has dusted in the gaps between desk and wall in nearly twenty years. GODDAMN THAT IS GROSS.

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