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    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeMay 7th 2011
    @Will: I saw that film in its first run, when it was shown via 70mm print in big-old theaters.

    I was maybe six.

    Can you imagine the impact?

    I have the Blu-Ray. Waiting for the right evening to watch it.
    • CommentTimeMay 7th 2011
    Last night: met up with Xenia Pestova and Pascal Meyer at one of their recitals in Toronto. I took them to my favorite pub and much fun was had.

    The guy in the photo isn't Pascal, but another twitter friend of Xenia's.

    Today: Went to a friend's house and played board games. I had fun, but for some reason wasn't in the headspace to fully appreciate it.

    Tonight: Pizza, beer and Ian McShane being a badass in Deadwood. The house is mine this weekend, so I'm enjoying the solitude.
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    As of an hour ago I emailed my very last bit of schoolwork. I have officially survived a full semester of school. Good GAWD, now the grade waiting begins. But still. I'm fucking DONE. Now I get to attack all the photographs I've taken in the past... four months. Wheeee!!
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    The first time out in the world after a few days spent sick indoors. During that time the summer managed to sneak in: bright sunshine, grass getting green, trees sprouting leaves and sky so damn glaringly blue you can taste it. Feeling positively reborn.
    • CommentTimeMay 8th 2011
    Spent last night at a BellRays gig, and they once again proved to be pretty much exactly the way a rock band should be. I don't know any of the songs, but it doesn't matter AT ALL. Much jumping around, shouting and screaming, and good times. I think they played about 90 minutes with three pauses, one of which was the break before the encores. When the last chord of a song was ringing out, the drummer was already counting out the tempo for the next one.

    I am now also officially single. This is not really a good thing as such, but at least clarifies things.
    • CommentAuthorDarkest
    • CommentTimeMay 8th 2011
    Have paid for my first order. Hope for everything to go well.
    • CommentTimeMay 8th 2011
    pretty arts
    • CommentTimeMay 8th 2011 edited
    I hope this doesn't count as spamming but finally got 2 of my bands tracks up on band camp get the hyper small ep [ ] by [ ]

    edit: WHOOPS!
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    I might have shown Jiz Lee my batman socks and undies.

    (and then ran away blushing)
    • CommentAuthorArgos
    • CommentTimeMay 8th 2011
    @ Rachael - :O Jealous!!!
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    Finally home again. Finally with my stuff again.
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    @Alastair: that's actually a reset password link :)
    • CommentAuthorPooka
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    Hi people. I have had an awesome weekend.
    About six or seven months ago my husband and I bought into Heroes Realm in Lexington KY. About a month ago I found out my partners had nothing planned for FCBD. In a panic I started emailing all the local artists/ actors/ writers I knew. luckily, my boys came through! we ended up having R D Hall, Scottie Watson, Mike Holman, and Billy Tackett as guests, and Mark Kidwell dropped by to harrass us.
    Mike brought along a couple of wonderful girls in costume (one of which was a body building competitor...and both as cute as they could be in thier robin and supergirl costumes!). I also met the head of the lexington comic creators group soo, theres that...
    I can't wait until our next event!
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    @reosarevok cheers... fixed now
    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    Yesterday was the first rocket launch of the season. Nothing lost or broken.
      CommentAuthorAlan Tyson
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011 edited
    I saved a baby moth from a black widow yesterday at work.

    So, my job entails clearing carts in front of a home improvement and hardware store. Yes, I'm that pathetic. I see all kinds of shit (sometimes that word is meant literally... diapers, people, are not meant to be changed in a parking lot) left in carts, but this is the first time anyone has left a cardboard box full of spiderweb, with a devil-spawned hate engine with an ass the size of a marble sitting in the middle of it.

    I hate spiders, and I'm already having kind of a bad day. So, I summon my courage and stomp the living shit out of that box. The spider is a black-and-grey gooey smear on the bottom of the box. I feel happy.

    Then, I take the box back to receiving, where we take all our trash so we can chuck it into the compactor at the end of the day. One of the cashiers asks me what happened to the box. "There was a spider," I say. "Ah," she replies. "Wanna see the guts?" I ask, because I have gained something of a reputation as a weird fucker at my workplace, and I kind of like that reputation, so I will sometimes go out of my way to reinforce it. "Sure," she says, which is a pleasant surprise.

    So there we are, gazing down at the mangled, practically-liquified corpse of a black widow, when something in the web starts twitching. We both jump, and we manage to pinpoint what it is - a thing that looked like just a clump of dirt, is now moving and wriggling. I'm pretty sure both of us are both thinking "oh shit, that was its egg sac and we're about to be inundated by a hundred black widow babies!" I tell the cashier to go get the spraypaint, but before she moves, the dirt clod bursts open. A black, sharp, spindly-looking leg emerges. We both scream like little girls (the cashier is, herself, a little girl. I offer no excuse for myself). Another led bursts out, then another. I ready my stompin' boot again, but then I realize "wait... if those were baby spiders, their legs wouldn't by that big, would they?"

    Then a pair of adorable fuzzy antennae emerge, and a little caterpillar-like head comes out, looking up at us like "What was that noise? And who the hell are you people?"

    It was a moth, probably woken up a little early from all my loud, angry spidercide. I don't know HOW the hell the cocoon survived, but somehow it did. That's when it occurs to me that the splat on the bottom of the box, formerly known as black widow, had been keeping that cocoon in its web, waiting for a newly-reborn form of beautiful life to emerge, so that it could meet it with drippy, evil fangs a-waiting.

    The moth picks its way across the web, with a little help from the cashier. It crawls up the side, and lets its wings dry (this is when we figure out it's a moth, not a butterfly, as its wings are swept backward. We move the box as far away from the trash compactor as possible, and go in to check on it every now and then. By the time I went home, it was still drying its wings, but it was active, little antennae twitching, completely unaware of the grisly fate it had escaped.

    I felt pretty good for the rest of the day.
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011 edited
    It's actually been a shitty day. I realized I made more as a post-high school intern than I currently do now, and the true look at just how long I'll not be independent has dawned on me. Aside from the mounting bills, friends with seemingly huge amounts of income (being able to afford an apartment and go out is huge for me at this point) from either doing what they love or some other source are just sort of adding to the feelings of despair.

    But I'm going to go for a long walk today, and that always helps. And at home I have a cat, a blanket, and Deadwood. So I'll be feeling good from that.
      CommentAuthormister hex
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    @ oldhat - Don't forget that you're totally awesome, too.

    I, too, have no money. Unemployed and on the dole. But I got my bike fixed and now I AM ROLLING.
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    Not about me, but about someone I work with:

    CBS did a story about Tim Walker who is an animator here at Warner Bros that was diagnosed with Lateral Parkinson’s disease. Check this story out to see how awesome Tim is:
    • CommentTimeMay 9th 2011
    @Alan Tyson Fantastic story. Spiders are terrifying, and moths are adorable and fuzzy, which makes me happy. I actually drive my boyfriend insane when there's a spider in the house. This is how it went the first time he had to come to my rescue (note that I exclude evil black widows from this general rule):
    *spider crawls out from under the T.V. stand*
    Me: Ian! Save me?
    Ian: What?
    Me: There's a spider and it came out from the T.V. and it's big and it wants to eat me and IT'S COMING TOWARD ME!
    Ian: *sigh* I'll get my boot
    Me: Wait! Don't kill it!
    Ian: Seriously?!?!
    Me: .... Take it outside?

    To this day, he makes fun of me for being able to climb atop 1200 pound beasts when they've never been sat on before and shoot groundhogs, but not being able to kill a spider. Men. They don't get it.

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