After I got back from Australia, I got cable DVR (Digital Video Recording) installed on my TV. This is simply because I’m not bright enough to operate the VCR, and I’d rather invest the extra $10 a month and save myself the grief, which would have been monumental given my must-watch list. Plus, my godmother had something like it on her TV, and I noted how she was able to watch her favorite detective shows whenever she wanted and skip…
I went to my grandmother’s funeral Saturday and saw a lot of my family after years and years of not having seen them. My cousins have all grown up and gotten jobs, and it made me feel both older and younger. Older, because I’m the eldest granddaughter, and the older they get, the more ancient I get. Younger, because everyone else was all dressed up for the funeral, most having government or corporate day jobs and mortgages, and I came…
I’ve seen it everywhere. I don’t think I’ve been tagged yet, but I thought I’d do it anyway, since it seemed the perfect time for it. 1. Go to Wikipedia. 2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year). 3. List three events that happened on your birthday. 4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death. 5. Post this in your journal. My birthday is April 9. Events 1667 – First public art exhibition…
I wanted to post the next installment of shots from my Australian trip, but my computer’s in the middle of a 3D Bryce render, and I don’t want to slow it down by looking through my photo collection. Everyone’s eyeballs need a rest from looking at so many photos anyway, and speaking of which… The scene I’m rendering is for an illustration I’m doing for the fifth issue of Tales of the Talisman. I’d decided not to draw it all…
I was cold last night, and I couldn’t sleep—small remnants of jet lag from my trip last week. So I drew a hot bubbly bath and let myself soak a while, the first time since I got back from Oz; I’m typically a shower girl, so it was kind of a treat. Later, as I got out and as the water drained out of the tub, my phone rang. It was “Mrs. Wilberforce” from downstairs, and she asked me if…