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November 22nd, 2009
November 21st, 2009
lilrivkah
 | 05:36 pm - Stop, Drop, & Roll
I just almost set myself on fire.
I was in the kitchen, heating up some water for coffee. Got the kettle on the stove. My cup on the counter. Grinder ready for beans.
It’s a little chilly inside, so I’ve got a scarf on. A pretty Persian looking scarf my sister bought for me a birthday ago.
So I’m reaching for the beans over the stove, humming to the tune of a self-made happy ditty, when suddenly I hear something vaguely resembling the sound of wind rushing over sand dunes. Or the napkins I used to set on fire in my parents’ back yard just to see how quickly they’d get reduced to ash.
In a flash, my scarf is OFF, and I’m stamping that mf’er out on the tile floor. There were FLAMES coming off the tail-end. Somehow, I managed to unwind it from around my neck without catching my hair on fire.
All in the matter of about a half second. Glad to know I’ve good reflexes.
And that was my excitement for the evening. Never wear a scarf (or long hair or clothing) around a gas stove. Thankfully, though a little black around the fringe, the scarf will also survive.
Now back to work. This short story I’m working on is busting my ass, so I gotta bust its ass in return.
Currently reading “Dealing With Dragons” by Patricia C. Wrede and “Fight Club” by Chuck Palahniuk. How’s that for a mix?
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November 20th, 2009
larp_support
[dicemistress]
 | 03:17 pm - LARP at Play: The Importance of Communication
The latest article is up for your reading pleasure. The topic this time: The Importance of Communication. You can find it at the Mortalis Game site. The next article will be on supporting the good within the hobby.
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November 19th, 2009
November 18th, 2009
qcjeph
 | 07:19 pm - An alternate script
Sometimes people ask me about my writing process. It's not very interesting, actually- it just consists of sitting in front of my computer with a blank text editor file open, writing, deleting, and rearranging dialogue until I hit upon something I think is funny. Some days I get lucky and think of a comic in 30 seconds in the shower that morning, other days I spend five hours trying to get one panel's worth of dialogue to work. Most of the time it's somewhere inbetween those two extremes.
In many cases I'll finish a script and then change parts of it as I draw the comic. In some cases I'll finish a script and then immediately think of a different version of it, and then I have to decide which version to go with. Comic 1538 was one of those situations. Here's the original script I had written for it:
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Hanners: What IS a "moustache ride" anyway?
Faye: Well see, back in the seventies it was really fashionable for men to have moustaches.
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Dora: Faye, don't-
Faye: AND ESPECIALLY in the biker community. But motorcycle gangs had a bad reputation, and in order to improve their image, they started staging mass rallies to raise money for local charities.
Hence the term "moustache rides."
3
Hanners: So that shirt...
Faye: I'm guessing it was to celebrate how much money they raised at one of those events.
3.5
Hanners: Wow, I had no idea! Thanks for explaining, Faye!
Faye: No problem.
4
Dora: You realize she's going to be horrified when she goes home and looks up the phrase online.
Faye: Lemme borrow your laptop. I bet I can make a fake Wikipedia entry that'll last long enough to keep her oblivious.
It's funny, but it didn't seem true to Dora's character to just let Faye pull one over on Hannelore like that, so I changed it to the version you see in the finished comic. Anyway I have no idea if this was interesting/useful to anyone but people do sometimes wonder what my scripts look like, so uh there you go?
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November 17th, 2009
dorktowerfeed
| 09:00 am - The winner is … The Muskrats
http://www.dorktower.com/2009/11/17/the-winner-is-the-muskrats/ http://www.dorktower.com/?p=4118 A new England baseball team chooses its name and mascot…
From the Laconia (New Hampshire) Citizen:
By GAIL OBER
gober@citizen.com
Saturday, November 14, 2009
The name of the city’s new collegiate baseball team is the Laconia Muskrats.
Chosen by owners Noah and Jonathan Crane after getting about 500 suggestions, Noah Crane said Friday they chose Muskrats because it is a water-based animal and there were no other “Muskrats-named” teams in the area.
Crane said the most common suggestion was the Lakers but they shied away from that because the Inter-Lakes High School teams are the Lakers and they wanted a “truly unique name.”
Dear Laconia Muskrats,
In case you need a cartoonist for your logo, well, I’m just sayin’, is all…
John
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November 16th, 2009
lilrivkah
| 06:03 pm - Tea & Toast
Sittin’ on the couch of my new apartment having Earl Grey tea (milk and sugar!) with honeyed toast. Just got back from a local grocery store that would put Austin’s Central Market to shame. It’s smaller, and the width of the isles fits tighter than a pair of David Bowie’s underpants, but in spite of being piled on top of one another while looking for a favorite cheese or pasta (they sell SOBA!), they have an incredibly diverse mix of Mexican, Middle Eastern halal, Russian, Asian, and Jewish kosher foods. And it’s CHEAP. Huge, delicious loaf of rye bread for $1.99. A selection of oranges and tangerines for $2. Yogurt for $.99. A few things are actually more expensive (not much of an Italian market in this neighborhood, apparently), but I’m beginning to see this is the culture of New York: you find different places, all that carry an item or two or three that you like/need, and you plan your trips accordingly. New York is truly, a local consumer’s paradise.
Moving into my new apartment has been going almost stupendously well (knocks on wood). Yesterday I spent helping a friend move all her grandmother’s things into storage in exchange for good conversation and a full size mattress, plus box spring, plus frame. There’s no headboard, but that isn’t a necessity at this point in time. The point is: I have a BED. Not an air mattress. A BED. And for FREE. Well, except for transportation and food costs from my friend and roomie, MK, but those were minimal compared to what it would have cost to buy a new bed!
Landlord also came by the other day to take a look at the radiator, fiddled with them a bit and apparently fixed them. Though it’s been too warm lately for the radiators to really come on again, but he told me to keep an eye on mine and if I have any problems in the future, he’ll have a professional come out and look at them. AWESOME landlord, I say.
In the meantime, I’ve been painting my room a pale beautiful turquoise color, so my room has gone from a somewhat abused off-white, grey-blue, and blue-brown walls of loneliness, to the lovely feeling of floating in the middle of a cloud, especially with the pretty new white drafting table I just added to it (you can still see the original color over the radiator where I need to spackle over the holes left by several bookshelves still:
Oh, and I caved and bought a bike because there are times, I’ve realized, that the distance I need to go is too long for walking and too short to justify the $2.25 cost of taking the subway/bus. Plus, having emailed my old bike shop and asking them how much it typically costs to mail a bike, I realized that if I could just find a bike in NYC for about the cost of what it would have taken to box and ship my old bike (about $150), and then sell my old bike next time I’m visiting my parents, then it would be a fair trade. So I got this:
A bit plain, but it’s SOLID, and it was exactly $139, including the rack. Though I need my bike pump that I left behind.
Plus, it’s a road bike. I’ve owned nothing but mountain bikes in the past and have always been afraid of owning road bikes because the thin tires scare me. I used to do a lot of cutting through grass, mud, and gravel, and jumping sidewalks, and that just isn’t something you want to DO on a road bike. And while my new road bike doesn’t spin on a dime like my mountain bike did, and I have to watch going over bumps and potholes in the road, the trade-off is that it pedals SO. MUCH. EASIER. Biking a mountain bike up a major hill is like lifting weights, man. It’s no wonder my thighs and calves are in such good shape. But a road bike flows smoothly up a hill with just the barest minimum of effort. I’ve worked up a good sweat biking up the hill from south side Windsor Terrace to north side (that’s a damn good hill!), but I didn’t feel like I was going to keel over and die like I have with similar type hills in Austin on my mountain bike.
So yeay! Bike!
Now, I’m off to do laundry and get some work done on “Butler, PA”. Haven’t been getting much work in these last two weeks, but it feels like I’m beginning to settle in. <3
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November 15th, 2009
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