Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Here is a more typical entry. I don't know what that unicorn stuff was about. Sorry.
This is what my body feels like today. I'm probably fighting off whatever sickness is going around. Why don't people use their sick days when they're sick? Memo: Even though your function is probably important, I bet the production would benefit in the long run if you stayed at home for a day or two rather than coming in and infecting who-knows-how-many of your coworkers.
Monday, January 29, 2007
I'm back at work today, and a friend of mine gave me a DVD called "A Sore for Sighted Eyes" (it can be found at www.TVCarnage.com) and I watched it. It's just a bunch of shitty TV clips edited together and it goes on for over an hour, but it left me brain a wee bit scrambled for the rest of the day. Now everyone (especially myself) seems like some kind of puppet/dummy/mannequin, and all of our motivations seem so transparent and predictable and obvious. Uggh, horrible! (I secretly like it, though!)
I know what you're thinking, and maybe you're right--it's the Vicodin, fool! It could be, I guess, but I haven't taken one since Friday. I think TV is a far more potent drug, anyway.
Friday, January 26, 2007
When going through the process of having surgery, no matter how professional and caring the staff, I think that feeling like a slab of meat is unavoidable. That being said, my particular surgery was a success, and according to my doctor, it was also very necessary. He said that if I hadn't gone through with it that I would definitely have developed osteoarthritis within ten years!
So, now I'm at home resting on the couch and popping vicodin.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Here is a taste of what working in the animation industry is like:
If you were on the toilet in the men's restroom on the second floor of the Nickelodeon Animation Studio in Burbank, California, you'd see this little post-it note tableau. I believe Vince (see the link to the right) drew the cowboy, and I drew the "Proud Warrior." I'm not sure how either drawing ended up on the side of the magazine table, but there they are.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
I don't know whether this behavior is peculiar to freeways in the greater Los Angeles area or not, but I see it all the time. Sometimes I'm even guilty of it. It's as though the force of a driver's impatience can act upon whatever car is in front of him. And, of course, the efficacy of the force grows in direct proportion to the proximity of the two cars!
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
This is what I will look like if I make it to the year 2071. It's not pretty, is it? Well, today is Nina's grandmother's 100th birthday, and let me tell you--SHE DOES NOT LOOK LIKE THIS! She's doing great, and she's sharp as a tack, by cracky! So, happy birthday Oma!
Friday, January 12, 2007
Leapin' Landmines!!! Thanks for the spirited comments yesterday, everyone. I think I'll stear clear of politically charged material for awhile and get back to Fecal-Narcissism where I belong!
So, we picked up our doggie from the vet today, and brought her home. She's a little nervous at being in a new place with new people, and since she was spayed yesterday, she's not feeling so hot physically, either. Poor thing!
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
So, I posted this drawing a little while ago for no good reason. It was just a funny drawing. But, I just found something out a few minutes ago that makes the drawing OH SO POETIC!
Remember way back when I told you that I am art-directing a song sequence in a special episode of SpongeBob? And then later I told you that the lyrics had been completely changed after I had already tailored the designs to the original lyrics? Remember that?
Well, the lyrics have now, apparently, been changed BACK to their original configuration!
Full circle! Get it? Eating my own feces! SEE?!?! Ha Ha! Synchronicity!!!!
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Today's entry is so late because we went to adopt this nice doggie at the South Los Angeles Animal Shelter this afternoon. She had been there since October 30th, so she could have been put to sleep any day. We have to wait a couple days before we can pick her up because California law says that she has to spayed before she can be released. They've been calling her both "Gwen" and "Pita" at the shelter, but I think we'll probably rename her.
The fancy neckwear isn't part of the deal.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Live by the sword, die by the sword, eh? This really happened. (The poop was a lot smaller, though.) That's what I get for having 2 pet birds. I was at work for 2 hours before anyone mentioned the feces on the back of my shirt.
Luckily I was able to change.