I'm still struggling with trying to make my table at the convention happen and apparently there is some confusion on the other end as to wether or not it's taken care of. So I've decided to give it a day or two more before I send a money order and then just wait for a day I can talk to my bank and the people involved in person and just figure out who fell asleep at which wheel.
That's part of what inspired the title this time. I was getting into a pretty cruddy mood about all the trouble this thing has caused. It was something that should have been done and taken care of on the seventh but here we are looking at turning over another month and the storm of problems seems more turbulent that it had in the beginning.
It leads to stress and the desire to throw a massive tantrum. But I discovered that this time dilation thing that I talk about from time to time has other applications. Apparently a weekend long breakdown can be relegated to several hours of a single day and then I find that zone.
the one where I become flexable like a blade of grass in a tornado and can find a way to adapt to which ever way the wind is blowing. It's a bad word getting to that point but when you do it's like falling up and suddenly the weight is gone and the stress isn't stress anymore.
It's a wonderful feeling when it happens, just sorta wish it was something that happens a bit easier.
Anyway I'll manage something out of the turbulance, and in the mean time I've got some big things happening in the next day or two.
I'll write again tomorrow, until then...
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Searching and pondering
I've been searching for... well lots of things really. I just found the name of a book that I've been looking for, for a few months. The Invention of Hugo Cabret. so now I know what to look for next time I'm in the book store.
I've also been searching for good tutorials for making iris'. as in the colored part of the eye. strange project and hard to explain. I'd settle for good images of existing eyes of differant species.
I've also been doing a bit of research for the best hosting for the web comic Goober.
On top of that I'm debating wether I want it to be a once weekly or twice weekly comic. Once weekly makes it much easier for me, but makes the story much slower and at the beginning it is sort of slow with all the introductions having to occur there not much story in the first several comics.
But if I do twice weekly that means I have half as much buffer as I planned for and means I have to keep a more agressive schedual of creation to keep ahead. I'd still be making more then I use in a week so it might be okay, it's just the feeling of cutting my safety margin in half that alrms me.
Right well I've got a little under a week to figure that all out... and take care of some important things in the rst of my life.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving jack.
I've also been searching for good tutorials for making iris'. as in the colored part of the eye. strange project and hard to explain. I'd settle for good images of existing eyes of differant species.
I've also been doing a bit of research for the best hosting for the web comic Goober.
On top of that I'm debating wether I want it to be a once weekly or twice weekly comic. Once weekly makes it much easier for me, but makes the story much slower and at the beginning it is sort of slow with all the introductions having to occur there not much story in the first several comics.
But if I do twice weekly that means I have half as much buffer as I planned for and means I have to keep a more agressive schedual of creation to keep ahead. I'd still be making more then I use in a week so it might be okay, it's just the feeling of cutting my safety margin in half that alrms me.
Right well I've got a little under a week to figure that all out... and take care of some important things in the rst of my life.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving jack.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Well okay.
I checked and found that my convention artist table still hasn't been marked as paid despite their having my money for ten days. So I replied to them and they are checking on it. I really hope this doesn't effect my ability to get this table.
There really is nobody to blame for it either. Paypal made an understandable error, the convention folk did everything they should have, the bank had a few problems shuffling my accounts and I should never have had bank statements in my car (even if it was locked) when visiting somebody whose son is a drug addict who steal to support his habit.
Who could any body blame?
It's not really productive to blame people anyway. Seriously if we said steve is to blame, does that make it so that all is right and I get my table and none of this ever happened. Nope. So why bother doing it?
I suppose it's a natural inclination to avoid feeling helpless in these situations. But as far as I'm concerned it's more productive to look for other ways to turn things so that they arn't negative, and possably benfit from them in some way.
It's still sort of frustrating to be in the process of dealing with the problems though.
Now I've just got to plan and work out my budget to afford the hotel room for three nights. Jeesh you'd think at some of these rates that the toilet paper was gold leaf.
Take care of yourself.
Rovingjack
There really is nobody to blame for it either. Paypal made an understandable error, the convention folk did everything they should have, the bank had a few problems shuffling my accounts and I should never have had bank statements in my car (even if it was locked) when visiting somebody whose son is a drug addict who steal to support his habit.
Who could any body blame?
It's not really productive to blame people anyway. Seriously if we said steve is to blame, does that make it so that all is right and I get my table and none of this ever happened. Nope. So why bother doing it?
I suppose it's a natural inclination to avoid feeling helpless in these situations. But as far as I'm concerned it's more productive to look for other ways to turn things so that they arn't negative, and possably benfit from them in some way.
It's still sort of frustrating to be in the process of dealing with the problems though.
Now I've just got to plan and work out my budget to afford the hotel room for three nights. Jeesh you'd think at some of these rates that the toilet paper was gold leaf.
Take care of yourself.
Rovingjack
Monday, March 23, 2009
Grrr...
Wanted to go to a gathering on sunday... only apparently it wasn't on sunday.
Figured I'd go to a thrift shop instead while I had made the trek anyway... but they were closed.
Figured maybe a visit to the toy store would be fun... they closed just as I was pulling up.
Fine lets get chiken and peas at the grocery store... out of peas. What the f.........
Fine back to the apartment... where my landlady flipped on my outside light which can only be done if you are in my living space.
After settling my stuff back in from my visit with family and going to bed... I get awakened four hours later by my landlady banging on my door and yelling. She's locked herself out.
I open the door and what does she say. The rust spot on the steps from the snow shovel is a perminant stain (with implied explatives). She turned the light on for me because I had fogotten to leave it on.
Um no, it's stupid to leave it on for 48 hours when I don't even need it anyway. I do it when I will return that night simply because I've been asked.
And then she gets annoyed by the fact that there was a bottle on my side of the door that leads to the rest of the house. It's there to be an indicator of people being in my space without my permission.
I said not one word and I thought I did well not to slam the door on her face.
I just went to bed again.
what a wonderful place I reside in.
Take care of yourself.
Roving Jack
Figured I'd go to a thrift shop instead while I had made the trek anyway... but they were closed.
Figured maybe a visit to the toy store would be fun... they closed just as I was pulling up.
Fine lets get chiken and peas at the grocery store... out of peas. What the f.........
Fine back to the apartment... where my landlady flipped on my outside light which can only be done if you are in my living space.
After settling my stuff back in from my visit with family and going to bed... I get awakened four hours later by my landlady banging on my door and yelling. She's locked herself out.
I open the door and what does she say. The rust spot on the steps from the snow shovel is a perminant stain (with implied explatives). She turned the light on for me because I had fogotten to leave it on.
Um no, it's stupid to leave it on for 48 hours when I don't even need it anyway. I do it when I will return that night simply because I've been asked.
And then she gets annoyed by the fact that there was a bottle on my side of the door that leads to the rest of the house. It's there to be an indicator of people being in my space without my permission.
I said not one word and I thought I did well not to slam the door on her face.
I just went to bed again.
what a wonderful place I reside in.
Take care of yourself.
Roving Jack
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Things to do but no time to do them.
Recently I have felt that if I could get bitten by a radioactive photocopier and gain the mighty power to make copies of myself it might make things easier on me. I mean I could do some of the projects and then I mark two could do others and then maybe a third I could do still more. If he's not getting all existential as those third eye types can be from time to time.
It was actually a slightly amusing moment when I was talking about needing more time or more me's and then it suddenly dawned on me that what I was actually seeking was... Minions.
Of course why hadn't I realised it. I crazy, I gots me some science, I'm not so much with the evil lair and all but maybe some day (sigh wistfully). Of course every mad scientist needs minions.
The question is how does one go about aquiring minions, you know provided I don't make them out of spare parts.
I shall have to think on this a bit.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
It was actually a slightly amusing moment when I was talking about needing more time or more me's and then it suddenly dawned on me that what I was actually seeking was... Minions.
Of course why hadn't I realised it. I crazy, I gots me some science, I'm not so much with the evil lair and all but maybe some day (sigh wistfully). Of course every mad scientist needs minions.
The question is how does one go about aquiring minions, you know provided I don't make them out of spare parts.
I shall have to think on this a bit.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Yay for the spiffiness
I got to go to socrates cafe. Yay. It make s a big differance.
I am much happier during the course of the day when my brain is given the chance to play.
Which is partly why I am nervous about what will happen on the second saturday of next month.
See every month on the second saturday a local organisation hosted a group socialising and theosophy topic at the local book store. It's play time for a group of wonderful minds. And now they are stopping it.
Seems the group that started it has decided to try something new. They will be hosting music and story time. at a differant time each month. That's nice and all, but I wanna play with brains :)
But some of the group members are intrested in continuing to meet at the book store on the second saturday when they can. I just hope it doesn't falter and die. Otherwise I think I'm gonna go squirrel crazy.
It's part of my release. I can't completely let loose on the people, because... well frankly the contents of my head are sort of too far for even unconventional thinkers to go sometimes. But if I don't get that release I can only speculate the things that might happen.
Ah well no need to worry overly much about what hasn't happened yet.
Take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
I am much happier during the course of the day when my brain is given the chance to play.
Which is partly why I am nervous about what will happen on the second saturday of next month.
See every month on the second saturday a local organisation hosted a group socialising and theosophy topic at the local book store. It's play time for a group of wonderful minds. And now they are stopping it.
Seems the group that started it has decided to try something new. They will be hosting music and story time. at a differant time each month. That's nice and all, but I wanna play with brains :)
But some of the group members are intrested in continuing to meet at the book store on the second saturday when they can. I just hope it doesn't falter and die. Otherwise I think I'm gonna go squirrel crazy.
It's part of my release. I can't completely let loose on the people, because... well frankly the contents of my head are sort of too far for even unconventional thinkers to go sometimes. But if I don't get that release I can only speculate the things that might happen.
Ah well no need to worry overly much about what hasn't happened yet.
Take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Crazy mixed up day
I got up early and got here to make a live proformance by a fiddler for St. Patties day. So My morning routine was not really something I could do. I just got myself here and then did most of the things I usually do after work in the labs here after the preformance was over.
I'm actually still in need to do my goober comics for the day but I think after I do the blogs I can get that taken care of before work. Then since I've had my after work tasks mostly taken care of before work I can run errands after work before the stores close (sigh I miss 24hour store hours).
Then maybe tomorrow I will get here a little early to try and make the socrates cafe they are having here.
I have a few projects to take care of before the weekend too.
Theres also my master list and finding a new place to live and preparing for Script frenzy and editing some of my past works and preparing to launch Pink Socks.
...
I'll post on the morrow, take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
I'm actually still in need to do my goober comics for the day but I think after I do the blogs I can get that taken care of before work. Then since I've had my after work tasks mostly taken care of before work I can run errands after work before the stores close (sigh I miss 24hour store hours).
Then maybe tomorrow I will get here a little early to try and make the socrates cafe they are having here.
I have a few projects to take care of before the weekend too.
Theres also my master list and finding a new place to live and preparing for Script frenzy and editing some of my past works and preparing to launch Pink Socks.
...
I'll post on the morrow, take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Monday, March 16, 2009
Nothing like it.
Have you ever put on an article of clothing you haven't worn in a while, put your hand in the pocket and pulled out money. Even a dollar found like this is like nothing else. Funny how a dollar you didn't have a moment before makes one feel rich.
Well The other day I had something like this happen. I was preparing myself for script frenzy in april. Looking through my shoulder bag to make sure I have my idea journals and thumb drive I use to store my files.
But what's this I find?
Why it's an envelope. It's and envelope with my employers name on it. It's and envelope with my emploers name on it and a pay check inside.
I found a pay check with a few days pay from the week of thanksgiving vacation on it in my backpack. Now the bank might honor it or I might have to get it reissued and it's not a huge amount of money. But woohi it's more then I ever pulled out of any pocket before.
And what's more it's money that hasn't been assigned a purpose. You know how you figure so much of one paycheck goes to insurance and this much goes to car payments and all. Well at some point I made all the payments I needed to without this paycheck and therefore this money is like a present.
I have a few ideas as to what to do with it. It could really help me with a few things.
So I'm riding the happy found money feeling while it lasts. I mean life is like a yo-yo, it has it's ups and down so I fully expect that something else is coming but for now I'm up.
Talk to you tomorrow, take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Well The other day I had something like this happen. I was preparing myself for script frenzy in april. Looking through my shoulder bag to make sure I have my idea journals and thumb drive I use to store my files.
But what's this I find?
Why it's an envelope. It's and envelope with my employers name on it. It's and envelope with my emploers name on it and a pay check inside.
I found a pay check with a few days pay from the week of thanksgiving vacation on it in my backpack. Now the bank might honor it or I might have to get it reissued and it's not a huge amount of money. But woohi it's more then I ever pulled out of any pocket before.
And what's more it's money that hasn't been assigned a purpose. You know how you figure so much of one paycheck goes to insurance and this much goes to car payments and all. Well at some point I made all the payments I needed to without this paycheck and therefore this money is like a present.
I have a few ideas as to what to do with it. It could really help me with a few things.
So I'm riding the happy found money feeling while it lasts. I mean life is like a yo-yo, it has it's ups and down so I fully expect that something else is coming but for now I'm up.
Talk to you tomorrow, take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I did things...
I'm doing a great many things and I hope to be able to pull off some wonderful things by months end.
I hope to have things taking off for me and getting some of these projects out into the world. I don't know how successful they will be but it's kind of nice to be able to say I did them. I tried out a few dozen dreams in my life. I didn't just talk about them or sit on my but trying to forget them while vapidly watching TV.
I think the world would be much more intresting if people could proudly stand up, and besides saying I successfully did such and such, where able to loudly proclaim that they tried such and such and it didn't turn out as they expected.
Sure we'd all like to succeed at things we dream about. But garunteed success is boring. Why do it if you know you couldn't fail. But somehow we develope this pathological fear of failing.
When in truth failure and not getting what you expected are not the same thing. When it comes straight to it I'm having a hard time finding anything that really is failure. Failure just seems like a conveniant way to say you didn't get what you wanted so you gave up.
Imagine saying you want to find a twenty dolar bill on the side walk and getting annoyed that all you find is ten dollar bills and Hundred pound notes everywhere you looked and then finally just giving up looking. Not taking the others because they are not what you want and then deciding not to try anymore that's the closest thing to failure I can think of and yet it's still reversable and hence not really failing, just silly thinking.
So sure my life isn't perfect and Yeah not everything I'm planning will work out the way I want, in fact I can pretty much garuntee that last part, but well as I recently said to somebody else online:
It's my life and I'll play with it if I want to.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
I hope to have things taking off for me and getting some of these projects out into the world. I don't know how successful they will be but it's kind of nice to be able to say I did them. I tried out a few dozen dreams in my life. I didn't just talk about them or sit on my but trying to forget them while vapidly watching TV.
I think the world would be much more intresting if people could proudly stand up, and besides saying I successfully did such and such, where able to loudly proclaim that they tried such and such and it didn't turn out as they expected.
Sure we'd all like to succeed at things we dream about. But garunteed success is boring. Why do it if you know you couldn't fail. But somehow we develope this pathological fear of failing.
When in truth failure and not getting what you expected are not the same thing. When it comes straight to it I'm having a hard time finding anything that really is failure. Failure just seems like a conveniant way to say you didn't get what you wanted so you gave up.
Imagine saying you want to find a twenty dolar bill on the side walk and getting annoyed that all you find is ten dollar bills and Hundred pound notes everywhere you looked and then finally just giving up looking. Not taking the others because they are not what you want and then deciding not to try anymore that's the closest thing to failure I can think of and yet it's still reversable and hence not really failing, just silly thinking.
So sure my life isn't perfect and Yeah not everything I'm planning will work out the way I want, in fact I can pretty much garuntee that last part, but well as I recently said to somebody else online:
It's my life and I'll play with it if I want to.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
A bit better tonight
I've many things going on and I had two great things to discuss tonight but for the life of me I can't recall what they are. So much has happened in the last twenty four hours that it feels like a few days have gone by.
Nothing outwardly spectacular mind you, like a new place to live, or winning the lotto or something. Just mainly running errands and getting things done before going to work and then getting a few more things done after work.
I may just end this month with a list of things that make me feel like I'm getting somewhere.
Then comes april and I burry myself in script frenzy for most of my spare time. This time I think I'm going to take it a bit lighter and not promise five scripts. And I don't imagine I'll do five catagorise of scripts either. I've got some primo graphic novel scripts that I've really wanted to do for a few years and then there is the Action movie. Aside from that I don't think I'll do anything else.
I'll admit I like the radio play format, and movie format but I've not got anything ready for them just now and I'm not going to worry about it (cause I'm sure my muses will have several of each before april starts) and while the results of my stage play were awesome last year that style really doesn't suit me much.
I've got to do some editing this month and a few other responsabilities. So It's no time to lay back and enjoy. But it feels good to get so much done in a few days and hopefully get even more done in the next few days.
I've got to go for now. Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Nothing outwardly spectacular mind you, like a new place to live, or winning the lotto or something. Just mainly running errands and getting things done before going to work and then getting a few more things done after work.
I may just end this month with a list of things that make me feel like I'm getting somewhere.
Then comes april and I burry myself in script frenzy for most of my spare time. This time I think I'm going to take it a bit lighter and not promise five scripts. And I don't imagine I'll do five catagorise of scripts either. I've got some primo graphic novel scripts that I've really wanted to do for a few years and then there is the Action movie. Aside from that I don't think I'll do anything else.
I'll admit I like the radio play format, and movie format but I've not got anything ready for them just now and I'm not going to worry about it (cause I'm sure my muses will have several of each before april starts) and while the results of my stage play were awesome last year that style really doesn't suit me much.
I've got to do some editing this month and a few other responsabilities. So It's no time to lay back and enjoy. But it feels good to get so much done in a few days and hopefully get even more done in the next few days.
I've got to go for now. Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Ahh time to go.
Sorry just posting to say I can't post.
Seriously I'm out of time, did a lot of things today and now haven't time to update much. I'll get here tomorrow and post something good.
Until then take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
Seriously I'm out of time, did a lot of things today and now haven't time to update much. I'll get here tomorrow and post something good.
Until then take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack
Monday, March 9, 2009
Still crazy, but now inspired too
Blast, I've just had inspiration after inspiration lately but I have not the time nor the money to do anything with them. Or the space for that matter. The last thing I need is to further clutter my life with projects... But I wanna do these soooooo bad.
Okay well I don't want to jinx it here but the sock puppets seem to be gone from my brain. However now I'm faced with other things. Not quite so useless but equally likely to not happen in the near future and they sort of just take up brain space.
I tell you if I could get a little work shop and not have to worry about money and rent and utilities and such. Oh the things I might loose upon this world. Costumes and props and books and dream. Arts and crafts and philosophy... oh the things.
Maybe it would be too much for the world to handle, is that it? Is that why these obstacles come out of nowhere mysteriously to impede me?
That's it the world is out to stop me because it's scared of me... But Now I know and that gives me an advantage... Mwahhahahaha.
This message brought to you by the world league of mad scientists. We now return you to the sane world... while it lasts.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Okay well I don't want to jinx it here but the sock puppets seem to be gone from my brain. However now I'm faced with other things. Not quite so useless but equally likely to not happen in the near future and they sort of just take up brain space.
I tell you if I could get a little work shop and not have to worry about money and rent and utilities and such. Oh the things I might loose upon this world. Costumes and props and books and dream. Arts and crafts and philosophy... oh the things.
Maybe it would be too much for the world to handle, is that it? Is that why these obstacles come out of nowhere mysteriously to impede me?
That's it the world is out to stop me because it's scared of me... But Now I know and that gives me an advantage... Mwahhahahaha.
This message brought to you by the world league of mad scientists. We now return you to the sane world... while it lasts.
Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Ah, ha ha ha ha,
That is both mad scream and lunatic cackle.
I've decided to just go ahead and go round the bend for a bit. I just have so many ideas and such that truely want to run free that struggling to do it all orderly like is more pain then it's worth.
I've started building the buffer for my Goober web comic, and I imagine that shortly in the future I will be dealing with the adventure of trying to figure out just how to go about gettting it up on the web. Once that's underway and the buffer is big enough I will ease slightly on the creation of that to just a few time more creation then posting ( a one to two ratio minimum), then I will start building the buffer for my second web comic called Changeling.
While I edit at least three works this month for NaNoEdMo, and prepare for script frenzy. I've also got to get back on track with that entire pesky new place to live plan. Also cleaning out the current place in preparation of leaving.
I'll continue to procrastinate on the jewelry making and some of those for a bit longer. I think I can catch up to that in some good binges. The word puzzles are doing okay and I may have my first lead on making something more of that. I gotta take care of that tomorrow. I might have done it tonight but for so many other little things.
No excuse really this really is more important. Anyway. so much to think about and do. So why are sock puppets so dang blasted determined to clambor all over my brain looking for attention. What a strange concept to have caught in your mind like a song you just can't get rid of.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
I've decided to just go ahead and go round the bend for a bit. I just have so many ideas and such that truely want to run free that struggling to do it all orderly like is more pain then it's worth.
I've started building the buffer for my Goober web comic, and I imagine that shortly in the future I will be dealing with the adventure of trying to figure out just how to go about gettting it up on the web. Once that's underway and the buffer is big enough I will ease slightly on the creation of that to just a few time more creation then posting ( a one to two ratio minimum), then I will start building the buffer for my second web comic called Changeling.
While I edit at least three works this month for NaNoEdMo, and prepare for script frenzy. I've also got to get back on track with that entire pesky new place to live plan. Also cleaning out the current place in preparation of leaving.
I'll continue to procrastinate on the jewelry making and some of those for a bit longer. I think I can catch up to that in some good binges. The word puzzles are doing okay and I may have my first lead on making something more of that. I gotta take care of that tomorrow. I might have done it tonight but for so many other little things.
No excuse really this really is more important. Anyway. so much to think about and do. So why are sock puppets so dang blasted determined to clambor all over my brain looking for attention. What a strange concept to have caught in your mind like a song you just can't get rid of.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
It is to dream of fevered things...
...a wonder of magic and enchantment on fevered wings.
I gotta say that when I had the brunt of this cold/flue I had no less then two and possably three sepereate days in which I had fevers that had my bed ridden mind in and out of conciousness to the point of not knowing if it was early evening, the middle of the night or moments before sunrise.
Ideas and dreams danced through my head mixing with the patterns of lace on the silly half curtain in the apartment. Meals were eaten and tasks taken care of but it's all so very fuzzy and unclear just where the waking started and the world where the midsgard serpent could be found laying his head on my chest and looking at me with deep intelligence, seeming to ask me to recall alchemical step in a process of great value to everything.
Some of the ideas and dreams I managed to record in my note books but the vast majority evaporated into the aether.
Sad really, they all seemed deeply profound at the time.
I do Remember one bussiness idea that is beyond my implementation but would be so cool if there was a place that did things that way. Heck I'd love to have a part in creating a place like that but the logistics are so far beyond me that by the time I actually figure out how make it all come together and start the thing up, you could very likely have something in real tech that beats it hands down.
Why do such wounderful dreams have to be such fleeting things?
Once more on the morrow, until then take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
I gotta say that when I had the brunt of this cold/flue I had no less then two and possably three sepereate days in which I had fevers that had my bed ridden mind in and out of conciousness to the point of not knowing if it was early evening, the middle of the night or moments before sunrise.
Ideas and dreams danced through my head mixing with the patterns of lace on the silly half curtain in the apartment. Meals were eaten and tasks taken care of but it's all so very fuzzy and unclear just where the waking started and the world where the midsgard serpent could be found laying his head on my chest and looking at me with deep intelligence, seeming to ask me to recall alchemical step in a process of great value to everything.
Some of the ideas and dreams I managed to record in my note books but the vast majority evaporated into the aether.
Sad really, they all seemed deeply profound at the time.
I do Remember one bussiness idea that is beyond my implementation but would be so cool if there was a place that did things that way. Heck I'd love to have a part in creating a place like that but the logistics are so far beyond me that by the time I actually figure out how make it all come together and start the thing up, you could very likely have something in real tech that beats it hands down.
Why do such wounderful dreams have to be such fleeting things?
Once more on the morrow, until then take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
It's Alive... sort of.
I still have the Nasty cough trying to clear things out and the nose doesn't like me much sometimes. I'm still a bit tired too. And then there is the stabbing pain in my back when a rough coughing fit hits.
But other then that... cripes that still sounds pretty bad. Nah, I'm good. I just would rather be done completely with this thing now. It's Evil with a capital EEEEEEEEEEEE.
So What all am I Up to? Back at work. Ran into an old buddy some time last week when running out for food. We'll stay in contact, maybe help each other with some projects.
I had some fun fever dreams too. I seem to be getting a lot of those lately, I think I'll write a bit on that tomorrow.
Making some progress with the master list and maybe I'll have a deal come through for something good. Don't want to jinx it.
I'm hungry, I've got to do something for The Lady of the Mechanism, and then scuttle back to the apartment. I shall be back on the morrow.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
But other then that... cripes that still sounds pretty bad. Nah, I'm good. I just would rather be done completely with this thing now. It's Evil with a capital EEEEEEEEEEEE.
So What all am I Up to? Back at work. Ran into an old buddy some time last week when running out for food. We'll stay in contact, maybe help each other with some projects.
I had some fun fever dreams too. I seem to be getting a lot of those lately, I think I'll write a bit on that tomorrow.
Making some progress with the master list and maybe I'll have a deal come through for something good. Don't want to jinx it.
I'm hungry, I've got to do something for The Lady of the Mechanism, and then scuttle back to the apartment. I shall be back on the morrow.
Take care of yourselves,
Roving Jack
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