The day one’s born on is usually a day to reflect on your life, your loved ones, your friends, and most likely, your future. Instead, I’d like to share with you what really happened today… - cue wavy lines washing over the screen - Our cat Max likes to sleep between me and my wife at night. He begins the night by curling up between us (around chest-level) and then by daybreak he makes his way down to the foot of bed, usually on my side, so he can prepare to pounce on his brother, Scrappy, after Scrappy finishes taking his morning shit. So, I get this brief awakening, as I’ve said earlier, and for the three seconds I’m conscience I think “eh, Max is now at my feet ready to attack his freshly shat sibling.” I think this, as I feel his tail brush up against my leg, which...
Category: General
Weekend Update
Last night Millard came over and we all hung out, as is our usual Friday night. We ate a bunch of chips and beef jerky and ate some chicken salads. I picked up a low-end PC for him and we put Windows on it and installed all the patches and so on. I also had a chance to show him all the new studio gear I’ve gotten recently. Today I played D&D Online for a while and got killed several times. I’m gonna go eat some more jerky and chips and watch some hockey for a few hours. Tomorrow I’ll be more productive, and will begin (finally) cataloging all the Will and Dana footage we shot a couple weeks ago. Sick Thought of the Day: Backpack midget masturbator.
Closet Secrets
Oh fuck. What else is Chewbode up to now? Well, as if I didn't have enough shit going on, I've decided to expand the Chewbode museum up on the site. What the hell is the Chewbode museum, you ask? Nothing. Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. It's a fucked up, insecure attempt to organize a bunch of stuff I found while cleaning out the closet in the studio today. I've got a stack about twelve inches high of things sitting on my desk that needs to be kept; Out of half a closet of shit. These things are neat, fun, goofy, things that I'm going to put online for others to see. I really don't give a fuck if you like them or not, I just need to do this. Then I can put them away in a nice tidy little box for the rest of my life. Or throw them out. Whichever makes...
After The Rain Has Fallen
Well, it's finally over. For the past few hours the sun's been out, the temperature's 72 degrees, and there's been a light wind. It's absolutely beautiful outside. I've decided to go and clean out and re-organize the closet in the studio and get rid of a ton of junk in there. This should make room for the render farm, which I'm still researching how I'm going to build. The goal will be to have several machines in the closet, with some good ventilation. Millard got back into town last night after being up at Mumpdase's wedding. Exhausted, he napped on my couch for a bit, then woke up, grabbed the hard drive with his audio masters and headed home. Hopefully we'll begin working on the DVD tomorrow afternoon. Sick Thought of the Day: Pig urine in the milk.
Wow
Here she comes. Wow. No Image Available.
Wilma Advisory 31
Here's the latest on Wilma: No Image Available. Advisory 31: 11:00 pm EST, Saturday October 22, 2005 Today I joined the American Film Institute. Since I was young, I've loved films and have been drawn by the creative spirit behind not only large studio directors, but the independent filmmaker too. I feel that being an AFI member will enrich my love and understanding of film, and will give me a stronger foundation in my pursuit of the art. I've put together some sample DVDs today of the SMM Instructional DVD in both 480i and 480p versions, and hope to sit down with Millard and discuss them as soon as the storm blows over. Until we can discuss this, I'm planning on working on some samples of the title animation and menu design.
Pass It Around
Sometimes I think other people sneak into my bedroom at night, take off my underwear, and shit in them, then gently slide them back onto me (at least up to the knees). Sometimes the shit smears on my lower legs. When I wake up the next morning I smell it, and I KNOW it's not me who shit in them. Someone's playing a joke on me. I just know it.
Yuk
I'm sick as shit. Fever, sweating, headache (it's not a tumah!). Sucks. Not getting together with Millard tonight. No getting to see Jon and Michelle before they move to Chicago this weekend. Sucks. I'm going home. Sick Thought of the Day: Me
Back on the Map
Wow. It's been forever since I've posted. Since I'm stuck at the office today, waiting for a database to upgrade, I figured I'd say something. Finally. So, what's been happening lately? Hmm. Well, for starters, I've still been playing a decent amount of CoH. I'm getting to a point now where I'm balancing my gaming with the rest of my life, and not devoting six hours a day to it. This is a good thing. I'm emerging back into the real world. Millard is doing the same thing and is feeling good too. Speaking of Millard, Thursday night he, Brad Fries, Shauna and I all went to Orlando to the Sleepytime Gorilla Museum concert. We got up there around 9:30pm or so, and waited for the terrible opening bands to scream themselves raw. When SGM came on, I had trouble with "hearing" them (the audio in that place had some...
Sleepytime Chewbode Museum
Well, things are back to normal around here. Millard came by last night and we stuffed ourselves on Taco Bell. I showed him GTA:San Andreas. We then played CoH from 10:00pm until about 4:30am. I will try to post a new entry on By Baltar's Balls! later today. For now, I'm getting ready to take our cat, Max, to the vet for a follow-up visit. He was sick with a urinary tract infection the last couple of weeks. He's doing real well now, tho. Also gonna do some office work today. Got to head to the mini-storage unit to inventory all the stuff in them in the hopes we can get rid of it (it's really just junk). Hopefully, I'll also get a haircut today, but I'm not sure if I'll make it that far. After all, I'm only operating on about 3 hours of sleep right now. Sick Thought...
