Alex Camacho
Crosby, TX, United States
Born in Houston, Texas and raised all over living the life of an Army Brat. I Went to eight different schools (three elementary, one middle school, four high schools) and have one little brother who’s not so little anymore. I’ve been married for nearly fourteen years now to a woman who rocks my world and I've been blessed with two wonderful children. Our dog, Sally, is a big black lab saved from a local shelter.

Friday, December 31, 2004

New Year's Eve

It's New Year's Eve already. I had no idea it was today until my brother called and asked what I was doing. We were invited out to Anthony and Liz's New Year's Eve party but we're not going to be able to make it out there.

Around the house, I got way too much shit to do. Laundry needs to be folded, put away, living room needs cleaning, kitchen is a mess, and I got the Mame system calling my name from the big screen tv. Yep, I finally hooked it up. Micah came by the other night, installed it all, configured a few things, showed me how to install new stuff, and I plugged it in last night. It still needs some tweaking out (NES and SNES games need fixing) but other than that, it's great. I was up until five thirty this morning playing Mortal Kombat II with Marcel and Lana. Man, that game brings back some memories. I can't wait until the NES and SNES games are running right so I can play some Super Spike V'Ball. I played a little on the computer before I moved it down but it just ain't the same.

Speaking of computers, I switched to Mozilla for my browser finally. I had been meaning to switch over but I never got around to it. When my computer needed reformatting I decided it was time. I like it. Only thing I didn't like was when I opened up my own website for the first time in it looking for a link to show Micah. My website looked like crap in Mozilla. Nothing was in the right spot. Why didn't you Mozilla-using fuckers tell me my site looked screwed up in it?? Anyway, while Micah was "test running" some of the Mame games, I was rewriting my website to be Mozilla and IE friendly. Only thing left now is to fix this page. I'll get around to it eventually. Maybe that should be my New Year's resolution. Stop procrastinating so much. Maybe not though. I like to think that the things I don't get around to right away aren't all that important as say, spending time with my kiddo whooping up on him in Mortal Kombat or showing him where the secret level is on Zelda. Priorities. Although I would like to have clean clothes to wear...

I'll probably just bring the clean clothes to the bedroom and dig some clothes out. Compromise. That's good too.

It's been a great year. I only wish I had taken more pictures. ;)

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Being Sick Sucks

This year, it looks like I took the bullet for Marcel. Every year, without fail, Marcel gets sick around Christmas. His first few Christmas mornings he spent in miserable joy trying to muster up the strength to open presents. I guess it was my turn. I've been pretty miserable the past few days. Headache, sore throat, congestion, the works. Today I'm feeling a little better but can't help but be in a bear sort of mood. I never really notice my moods I guess but Lana's always fast to tell me if I'm being a bit of a butthead. ;)

I think I spent most of yesterday with a fever shivering my ass off wrapped up in a blanket. I buried myself in my Lovesac and dozed in and out watching the Richard Pryor - I Ain't Dead Yet, #*%$#@!! I'm not sure how much of it I watched so I'm hoping to catch it when my brain isn't toasting.

In other news though, I did manage to get the soon-to-be Mame machine up and running yesterday before I got too toasty. Meanwhile though, I managed to catch a nasty computer virus or something on my main computer searching for ROMs. I couldn't access online at all (no DNS being assigned??) and my cd-ROMs stopped working. Even Johnny didn't know what was going on so the only thing left to do was reformat. So I backed everything up, and wiped the whole damn thing. I'm still reinstalling stuff. It could have been worse I guess.

I'm feeling well enough today to bitch so I can't be too bad off. Lana wanted me to go to the doctor but I don't think I really need to go. I should be fine with some more NyQuil and DayQuil to get me through tomorrow. I'm off to the house...


Monday, December 27, 2004

A Super Christmas

Another Christmas gone. This was probably our best Christmas and not just financially speaking. We're in a good place in a lot of ways. Marcel had a great Christmas I think and so did I. I finally found out what that big thing lurking under the tree with my name on it was. The package was so huge Lana had to lean it against one of my bookshelves in fear it would knock over the Christmas tree. I tried messing with it once but decided it was too damn heavy. Turns out my baby got me a Super Lovesac!! I've been wanting one every since I first heard about the company but never could muster up the nerve to pop down the money for it. It's so comfy. I go comatose in it if I stay in it too long. I've tried watching a few movies in it but can't help but drift off everytime.

I had no idea what to get Lana this year. I drove out to the mall on a mission, determined to get something for her that just said BUY ME FOR LANA. After an hour of wandering with no inspiration, I reset my determination and made another lap. An hour later desperation was creeping in. I decided to call in the calvary. When she picked up the phone she said something to the effect, "I know why you're calling and I haven't a clue what to get her either. You're on your own." Thanks Kelly. So I began wondering the department stores. That's pretty much when I remembered she had been wanting a leather coat. I threw in a nice pair of diamond earrings to boot. She's so damn hard to shop for. I don't think I did any harm and that's always good. I really wanted to wow her with something but what I found was waay out of budget range. Maybe next year. ;)

Marcel got the usual slew of action figures (this year it's Star Wars), bionicles, r/c stuff, plus a Robosapian. While not an incredibly impressive toy for an adult considering how much Santa paid for it, it entertains the kids for hours since it burps, farts, and wolf whistles on command. Hey, he dances too.

To top it all off, it snowed on Christmas. Not the great white fallouts Mike and me grew up knowing, but it did bring back some really great memories. Mike called me that day to tell me he had snow on his lawn. We talked about the snow fights we had, the snow forts and the fun we had just playing together. Hell, we've played in a blizzard once. Our mom drove up, yanked us out of the four feet deep snow by our necks threatening our lives as she threw us in the back of the car and rushed us home to hot cocoa and warm blankets. We didn't see her until she was literally right on top of us it was snowing so bad. I've really got to crawl up in my dad's attic and pull down our old toys. I'm willing to bet our old snow suits and sleds are buried up there with who knows how many other memories. One of these days one of us is going to get the nerve up for that climb.

Man, I miss having my dad around for Christmas but I'm happy for him. This year Lana had her family over for Christmas Eve dinner. I invited my brother over too but he and Xiomaria have been under the weather the past week. I still have presents for his kiddos since they didn't make in on Christmas. Maybe they'll make it next year. Anyway. I probably ought to get off here. I promised Marcel we'd go to the park last night and fly his new r/c plane he got from Santa. It came with instructions, five extra props, and glue for repairing broken wings. If only everything in life did right? A trip to radio shack first though. Unfortunately, it didn't come with an extra antennae. Marcel told me under a fit of tears that one of the kids broke it and he'd have to throw it away. It was one of those I'm-An-Adult moments and I relished it. It's not everyday you can save the day. :)

Sunday, December 19, 2004

A Birthday Surprise

Another birthday bites the dust. I'm twenty three for the fifth time. ;)

Turns out my woman decided to have friends over but was having a hard time getting me out the house to prepare. I wasn't in an "outside" type of mood and just wanted to bump around the house so I ignored my cell phone other than my dad and brother. I was planning on a nice quiet evening and Lana surprised me by letting the cat out of the bag that she had a little party planned for me. I'm surprised she managed to keep it in the bag as long as she did.

It was a pleasant surprise and I had waaaay more to drink than I should have. The last time I got that drunk I ended up with bald legs, an I.V. line in my living room, and the worst hangover ever. Gina saved me from a roaring hangover this time I think. Every time I reached for a drink she'd had me a glass of water. Some sober part of me knew I needed to drink water and try to sober up but the other part of me was roving for another shot. Once I stopped drinking it was a battle to stay awake. I vaguely remember talking to Abbey on the phone but I have no idea what I said. The last thing I really remember was being tucked into bed by Abbey. There are other flashes of memories I'm beginning to remember but that's not for here. I slept like a rock until my stomach revolted around six. I'll spare all of you the details but by noon I was feeling human and happy.

All in all, I had a great time and I'm grateful to have such great friends. None of them wrote on me, painted on me or took compromising pictures of me while I was passed out. It's nice to have a circle of friends you can get wasted around without worry.

Meanwhile, not a lot has been going on other than Lana and me devouring season one of Carnivale. My brother called dibs on it as soon as he saw it since he was as addicted to it as we were. Season two is supposed to start in ninth of January.

I'm hoping to get in bed early tonight being that I have Christmas shopping to jump on still. I hate fighting the malls, traffic and customer service, but then I did wait until the very last minute yet again.

I think I'll read and call it. :)


Thursday, December 16, 2004


I finally got around to fixing the shower so we now have water pressure! I made the access hole bigger and tore the old plumbing out and wrestled the new one in. With crossed fingers, I tested for leaks. There were a few but nothing I can't fix tomorrow. Everyone else was talking about jumping in before me, but I called dibs on that shit. He who fixith... If it's not in the bible somewhere, it should be.
It's the simple stuff that brings great pleasure. ;)

I'm hoping to make it out to Fry's this weekend and get a new motherboard for Lana's old computer and grab some cheap controllers for the MAME system. I'm pretty excited about having it hooked up. The NES-Mini ITX conversion is on a back burner, but I'm sure I'll eventually get around to it. I still need to do the rest of my Christmas shopping but I don't plan on doing any tomorrow it being my birthday and all. I have no idea what I'm doing yet, but I wanna do something. It kind of snuck up on me this year. When did birthdays stop having such a big impact on our lives??

I think tonight I'm going to finish assembling my first unit of Clanrat Slaves, fold some laundry, and catch up on some Law & Order. I should try getting to bed tonight before the sun comes up. These hours are killing me. I'm in bed no earlier than four a.m. these days. Anyway. I'm off to the store I think. I've got a craving for ice cream and a coke.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004


The new cat, Magnus (a.k.a. Juice), seems to be adjusting to his new home and position as Office Cat. I don't see him much, but I'm not up in Lana's office much. With Lana, Dosha and Johnny puffing away at their computers I can feel a headache build up before too long. The office has what Lana calls "the pool hall smell." I prefer the smell of super glue, Bondo, and melting foam. ;)

I began construction on my Warhammer army. I'm going with Skavan as my first army. They seem like a pretty flexible army. My only beef with the game is that the mini's cost so damn much, so I've been sticking to Ebay. I'm pretty excited about making scenery though. I've already built a ruined house and have plans for a lot more. I'm hoping to have a 2150 point army constructed so I can play at Owlcon. It's good to have a new project set into motion. I seem to always need an excuse for motivation and Owlcon was the ticket for this one. That gives me around a month to collect, construct, and paint 234 miniatures. I have a deadline now...

Christmas is a blink away. Lana's done most of the Christmas shopping this year and for that I'm very thankful. I still need to go fight the malls though for her present. She's so damn hard to shop for but I think I got something picked out for her that she'll like or so I hope. She's so hard to shop for and I always feel like I'm drawing straws when I get her something. Marcel wasn't the easiest to shop for this year either but at least with him I know I can't go too wrong so long I don't bring home socks or sweaters. I love this time of year but it's always tinged with just a bit of melancholy. Christmas with my little brother, mom, and my dad. All those emotions and memories just stir to the surface. While not exactly freezing weather, the cold weather always makes me think back to when we lived in Colorado. Lots of memories. Sometimes it hits me at the oddest moment - I'm an adult and all that's in the past. I invited my little brother and his family to spend Christmas with us this year. It would be nice to have my little brother with me again on Christmas morning.

Marcel helped me clean out the chimney the other day before I lit a fire. When he saw how small the entrance was, he asked me how Santa was going to fit. It was one of those I'm-An-Adult moments and for a moment I was too acutely aware of it to respond. Here my son was, asking for me to explain how a fat man in a red suit was going to fit down a 36"x5" hole, and I hesitated. Before Lana and I had kids we debated on weather or not we'd lie to our kids on subjects like this. Is Santa real, what does the tooth fairy do with my teeth, where do babies come from, etc. You get the point. Do we deceive our child, taking advantage of their unquestioning devotion, or tell them the truth? It was a very serious debate for us at times.

People without children have no idea and never will until they have their own.

I told him Santa is magical, of course. How do you think he makes his sleigh fly? I also promised him we wouldn't light a fire on Christmas Eve.

It's pretty late and I should probably call it a night. I got a hot bowl of menudo with my name on it back at the house. Not that it needs my name on it since I'm the only one in the house who'll eat it, other than Marcel. Hell, Lana gags at the smell of it. I don't get how anyone can dismiss a food without ever having tasted it. That's fine though, more for Marcel and me. I'm rather proud that I cooked it by myself and it came out great. My stomach's grumbling just thinking about it. Off to eat! For those of you who would like to give it a whirl, here's the recipe I used.

Bertha's Menudo
  • 1 big freakin pot
  • 1 bag of LaMichoacana chili peppers (16 oz.
  • 1 whole onion
  • 1 whole garlic
  • Oregano
  • 7pds of menudo (two kind - buy the more expensive one, blanco. The cheap kind melts away during cooking)
  • salt (6 tablespoons per 8pds of meat)
  • 1 can of hominy (two if you prefer)

Clean the meat first. Bring the water to a boil. Don't put the meat in until the water is boiling otherwise it won't cook properly. Add the meat, onion, and garlic once the water has been boiling, and then bring it down to a medium heat. Stir often to avoid the meat sticking to the bottom. The meat will take 3 hours to cook. Taste the broth frequently and then remove the whole garlic and onion when you are satisfied with the flavor. Clean the peppers and remove all the seeds, and then soak them in warm, not boiling, water to soften them up. Once soft, liquify it in a blender slowly using broth straight from the cooking menudo. Add in the peppers a few at time, liquify, then add more until all are done. Once the meat is cooked, add the peppers, hominy, and oregano.

Monday, December 6, 2004

A Hefty Left Hand

Sitting at my computer, working a little on the GURPS GCB Star Wars book, I got a instant message from Ray. Back when I was in the military, I worked as an EMT on ambulances and in the emergency room. My work schedule was insane most of the time but I generally worked 7pm to 7am. Ray was one of the paramedics I rode with now and then. A cool guy to hang with, never a dull moment on those long patient transports, and a great paramedic. His nick online is Hefty Lefty since he's left handed and he uses his left hand when he - nevermind. Did I mention he has a great sense of humor?

It's been a while since I last talked to him so I was a little surprised to get a message from him. Turns out him and another friend have cooked together a really great business plan for training military medical personnel out there in Fort Campbell. He was looking for a little advice on the web end of things plus it was a great excuse to catch up. I got the latest dirt on old friends and it brought back a lot of memories of my BDU wearing days. Who got fat, who got fired, who got silicone implants. The usual work gossip that someone who doesn't work anymore would never hear.

It wasn't all that bad looking back. Yeah, I worked like a dog, but I made some good friends. We had a lot of fun and the job was rewarding. Working nightshift was nothing like working dayshift. I think some people are nightshift and others were meant to be dayshift. It's a difference in attitude. The job isn't any less a priority but the means isn't always the same. It's a much more relaxed atmosphere and for a military guy that had it's ups and downs. I was on a first name basis with everyone but we knew when to revert back to military talk. I slipped now and then but usually it wasn't that bad if you don't count that Military Prick I once called "Sarge". Turns out he really was. I miss being an EMT. Helping out on a code, setting a splint, suturing someone's head, holding down a drunk, etc. On the rare days off, we'd gather at my place and roleplay. Greg worked in the ambulance section with me, Matt worked one of the Troop Medical Clinics, John worked in Surgery, and Brit worked in the Emergency Room. You can't imagine how gruesome our ritualistic bullshit talk was before dice ever hit the table.

Turns out quiet a few guys I knew back then stayed in or got back in for various reasons. It was like I was telling Ray. Looking back, it almost feels in third person. Things that happened in the emergency room, patients we treated, small things that only coworkers are privy to, etc. It seems so foreign now like it all happened to someone else. In a lot of ways I guess it did but that's good thing. :)

I think I'm going to seriously look into getting my EMT certs back. I'm not going to be looking into full time work or even part time but it would be nice to do some ride alongs again. This time I won't have to wear BDU's.

Friday, December 3, 2004

Another Baby Tooth!

My baby lost another tooth yesterday. It was sort of my fault but I swear I didn't pull it. We were goofing off after we decorated the Christmas tree and we got rough. His first two teeth I pulled but only because Marcel refused to touch them and his adult teeth were coming in crooked. When he realized his teeth were a valuable commodity he asked me daily to pull them. Thanks to Charlie, Laura's hubby, each tooth is worth ten dollars. My tooth fairy left a dollar or two. I guess the market for teeth has gone up since I was a kid. Marcel decided he's going to hold on to his tooth and wait for more to fall out so he'll have more money. It's funny how your kids will do something in particular that just reminds you of yourself so much when you were the same age. The way they play, something they say, or just a facial expression.

Last night we finished decorating the tree. The bulbs need a little rearranging (all the kids decorated) but not much. I'm thinking of starting a fire in the fireplace tonight but I might wait for a quiet night when we can keep a closer eye on the kids. We're probably going to be roleplaying tonight and I'm not to wild about the kids in the living room with a fire. There's already been one fire made upstairs on my carpet by the kiddos. Tonight there will be anywhere from seven to nine kids running around my house. It gets pretty wild on roleplaying nights to say the least. Since it is a roleplaying night I should probably be doing other things rather than being on here.

I'm hoping to watch a few episodes of Law and Order on my Tivo but Don's been on a Stargate Marathon on my TV for the past two days. I think he can go without for a few hours while I get my fix and fold some laundry. I should eat some food too sometime today...

Wednesday, December 1, 2004

Feeling Christmas

I'm up before noon and I was in bed after four. I woke up to the sound of Don's unmistakable voice at the door. Lana and I stayed up doing our usual three episodes of Law and Order SVU before I finally convinced her it was time to go to bed.

We got our Christmas tree up! Marcel picked the tree, we got it home, I trimmed the bottom up and put it in the stand. We were running a little late on our way to Cory's birthday dinner (duck!) so we didn't get a chance to decorate. We're doing good to have the tree up before the twentieth. I was going through our boxes only to see that there were a few more casualties from the move. We lose a few bulbs every year. I'm pretty sure we don't have enough to cover even half the tree this year so I guess we'll have to get some more. I'm just hoping I can keep Lana from doing the Disco tree she's been wanting to do. I'm not really one for a traditional style tree but that might be further than I'm willing to go.

With a tree in the house now it's beginning to actually feel like Christmas. Hopefully Lana won't react too badly to the tree this year. She touches the tree as little as possible but I think the smell bothers her. She's slightly allergic to pine. I personally love the smell of a fresh Christmas tree. It brings back all those memories. Man, I miss those days. I guess that's why I insist on a real tree every year. The smell of pine, the act of trimming it together, and just all the memories associated with a real tree. I'll probably give in eventually and let Lana go plastic but something in me just twists and turns at the thought. A plastic tree just isn't right and Christmas just won't feel the same.

I think this year we're going to be doing the big Christmas dinner for Lana's family. I'm thinking of making some tamales. It's been a long time since I've had some good ones. I can no longer eat Mexican food at restaurants. I miss my mom's cooking and every time I order food at some over glorified taco bell it just tastes bad in comparison. Learning to cook is one of those things I want to get around to.

Lana might be paying Abbey to teach her and I'm thinking of jumping in.

Abbey cooked duck for Cory last night and I ate until I couldn't think of another bite, until desert of course. Lana asked Abbey if she would give her cooking lessons once a week. Dinner was great, the company was good, and we both went home with a full tummy and a smile. Tonight we decorate the tree. Man, I love this time of year. All the great memories come flooding back and I'm making new ones with my own family. I'm thinking of breaking out the photos and finally hanging some pictures in the house. I'm just in one of those really weird nostalgic moods. It's a double-edged sword especially this time of year.

Monday, November 29, 2004

Crazy Monday

Lice suck. Literally and figuratively. One of the kids came home with them and it's been a torrent of activity all day. After everyone's heads had been checked, I commenced to cleaning Marcel's room and our bedroom. All his sheets and clothes were trashbaged and the air pushed out. Then I moved downstairs and did the same to my bedroom and sprayed both rooms with lice killer. Nevermind I've been doing laundry today. I hate lice. ick.

The good thing is no one had them other than the one kiddo, and I'd rather error on the side of caution than be a little lax and have them over and over again down the road. With eight people in the house it would be a living nightmare. I love animals and all but bugs like that just make me itch all over. Hell, I can't stop scratching just thinking about the little fuckers.

Speaking of animals, I think I might be inheriting a cat. Yup, add a cat to the list of pets in my house. Well, I shouldn't say that just yet. It's not official yet. Turns out Juice the Cat needs a new home. Juice, the name Oscar gave the cat, bit Cory and now he needs a new home. Oscar told me when he first gave me the cat that if Cory changed his mind, he wanted it back. Afterall, he crossed a Houston freeway for the animal. I think I might be a little attached to an animal I risked my life for too. Well, in the short time we had the cat, Lana decided she wanted the cat. Her "office cat" as she put it. So if Oscar has changed his mind since then about wanting the cat back, we'll be the proud owners of Juice the Cat, Sally the lab, A 120 gallon fish tank, and a turtle plus the two dogs Johnny and Dosha have. It's going to get a lot more interesting around here I think. I wonder which dog will be the first to get fucked up by the cat. Add the fact that this one obviously has some attitude and I foresee hours of amusement. I hope he's not a tree climber. We were planning on buying new ornaments for the Christmas tree this year.

Hopefully we'll get our tree up tomorrow but with us it's best to not make solid plans. ;)

Sunday, November 28, 2004

A Quiet Night

It's been a bit chilly out and I'm trying to find my numb fingers on the keyboard. I like the chilly weather but it's cold in the house too. I think it's probably time to kick the heaters on. I've been trying to not spend as much time on the computer as I have the past week or so. If I get on Half Life 2 I know I'll just waste hours and hours away trying to make it to the next good save point. It's been a pretty relaxing Saturday even if I've got nothing really accomplished today.

Thanksgiving has come and gone already. Christmas is right around the corner but it feels so far away. We're going to try and get our Christmas tree up sometime this week I think. We were actually feeling pretty motivated on Thanksgiving but no one was open to sell us a tree. Go figure. We ended up just eating out at the Black Eyed Pea. My brother invited us to Thanksgiving but Lana and I slept in waaaay to late to make it. I feel bad about it but I was so wasted that day. It wasn't a bad Thanksgiving though. We had a quiet meal, just the three of us.

I'm going to actually get some more notes done on my game so I'll sign off for now. Maybe I'll feel more in the writing mode once I start writing more. Funny how that works...

Monday, November 22, 2004


I just hadn't felt the need to post lately. About half of it falls under the category of Noneya and the rest just plain laziness. I shouldn't say laziness but more of higher priorities. Lana's computer died (motherboard), I upgraded my hard drive (had a bitch of a time getting XP installed until Johnny stepped in to help), and I've been busy editing my GURPS game scenario. Nevermind the fact that I spent roughly three days pounding away on my keyboard constructing a new droid from the GURPS Robots book for our Star Wars game. The GURPS scenerio is finally done I think. I hope...

Over four months ago I submitted a game scenerio to Steve Jackson Games to be used by their Rep group that I'm a part of. I watched other game submissions get posted, one after the other, that were submitted after my game. Yeah, I was getting way frustrated but I tried to levy that with the fact that they do this on a volunteer basis just like me. After my demo going through four different editors, someone finally edited it and sent it back to me. I'm hoping it will actually be posted now before next year. That will mean five more points to spend on some new GURPS books.

After digging out those old documents on my hard drive I was reminded how much I enjoy writing fiction. I honestly don't know if I'm any good and not sure if I want to know, but I enjoy it. I think it's time to break out the old story note pad. I've got the itch and it's always best to scratch it when it's hot under the skin. Plus I really want to get my post apoch game going.

I should probably get off here. I've spent way too much time in front of the computer the past week.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

I Have the Power!!

My computer seems to be running fine now and I got a new power supply and video card!! I kidnapped Micah and twisted his arm into helping me shop for a new video card at Fry's. I really like going to Fry's. It's the same way with Office Depot or the school supplies isles in Walmart. It just appeals to that part of me that relishes in well organized rows, neatly stacked things, and color coded systems. Plus their holding my tv. I can't seem to ever get out of there without at least saying hi to it. It's a 61" flat panel plasma widescreen but for 20 grand they can hold it for me a little longer. Like when I hit the lottery.

So I've got this new video card in my computer now and I find myself wasting away hours at a time now playing Star Wars Galaxies. I cut myself off earlier today and chilled with Marcel some. He hasn't been feeling very good today or yesterday. I hate seeing him sick. Even though I know he'll probably never be sick like that again, I always have to choke down that little rising bubble of panics whenever he runs a fever. The fever has been easily controlled with meds but I still feel uneasy whenever I see him so worn out. I'm sure it's just a cold or something and I'm sure he'll have plenty more later but I doubt that panics feeling well ever go away completely.

Other than that, not a lot has been going on around here. It's been a quiet past few days even with extra peps in the house. I'm just about to knock out Califia's Daughters, probably sometime tonight. I'm pretty eager to see what happens in the end. I think I'm ready to start writing a few short stories for my post apocalyptic GURPS game too. I've decided that rather than base it off of the Mad Max world, I'm going to rewrite it and make it my own. There's no end to the post apocalyptic stories out there to draw inspiration from (and outright steal from!) and I'm getting pretty hyped about the world that's been forming in my head. It's Thursday already and I was thinking of starting it probably on Saturday but it really depends on if I get around to those short stories and notes.

Well, were getting ready to head off to the Movie Trading Company. Greg the Bunny is out on DVD now and I plan on picking it up. It was such a cool show and I hated to see it cancelled. There's only thirteen episodes so I'll have to ration out each one. :)

Sunday, November 7, 2004

Tivo Rocks!!

Last night, while writing this blog, my case made a rather loud pop sound and my computer died. Luckily, I save as I go. I dissected it immediately and took apart the power supply. My power supply fried. Luckily, Johnny has a spare I'm running on until I run out to Fry's tonight. So, without further ado, the blog that killed my power supply.

I still haven't done the bathroom plumbing. I think I kinda ran out of steam after I finished the kitchen sink plumbing. I'll get to it eventually, but I've been pretty busy playing with my new Directv Tivo system. No one else seems to love it as much as me. I've already got my mega remote (Sony RM-AV3100) reprogrammed for the Tivo plus got it setup to record Law and Order (both shows), CSI (both), Teen Titans, and NYPD Blue. I will no longer be held captive to the tv during the morning and evenings! I will watch TV when I want! I stayed up way too long last night waiting for Lana to come home. I ended up watching Heavy Metal and Ghoulies from the comfort of my own bed with a book in hand. I read during the commercials. The truth of the matter is I was really just enjoying having satellite in my bedroom more so than waiting up for Lana. It's the small guilty pleasures that amuse me the most.

I did feel sorry for the guy hooking up the DirecTv though. His boss told him it was a quick job and that he could take the rest of the day off afterward. It was four thirty when he started and he didn't leave until after six. Never mind he almost fell off the roof when he scared the piss out of me, quiet literally. Let me explain. Our upstairs bathroom doesn't have curtains. It's one of the many things we've been putting off. There I was, dick in hand, when the DirecTv guy walks by on the roof, installing cable in one of the upstairs bedrooms. He does a double take, then rushes away from the window rather quickly. I almost got my shoes. I suppose falling off a roof would have been far worse but I was still a little upset over the whole thing. I'm picking up blinds later today from Walmart.

I'm almost finished reading Califia's Daughters and I'm trying to pace myself for the ending. It's getting pretty good and I hate to see a good book end too quickly. I'm itching to start Blade of Tyshalle but I also got a few books I borrowed from Anthony I'm pretty eager to read. I'm pretty deep in the queued books sitting on my shelf but it's been that way for years now. I buy books knowing I'll eventually get around to them. Having my books out made all the difference in the world. They've been in boxes for years now, every since we moved from Fort Campbell. I love just going to see my books, opening them, reading a few pages remembering flashes of a good story and moving on to another. If books were food, I'd be the fattest fuck in my height division.

I feel like I hadn't seen Lana much this week. Between me working on the house a lot, Lana being on the phone and doing parties, the only time we've had with each other is in the early morning hours half dead watching a movie while we catch up. So today we were a little bad and went to Papa's, had an excellent meal (steak and lobster!), then gorged on a trip to Barnes and Nobles. I was planning on uploading the Halloween pictures tonight but I'll have to put it off until tomorrow morning. Alton came by the other day to visit for a bit and drop off the pictures from their camera. I'll post them after I've looked over them. ;)

Anyway. I got laundry to fold and put away plus an episode of Law and Order waiting on Tivo. Gawd, I can see how this Tivo thing can get outta hand if I'm not careful. I might actually keep up on the laundry...

Friday, November 5, 2004

Plumbing Projects

Today I'll go to the hardware store again. I always need just "one more part" to complete whatever it is I'm doing. I took the old kitchen faucet off last night and put the new one one. The old copper tubing was so old on it though I had to replace it. I hadn't planned on replacing it so I had Lana pick up the new hoses since she was out running around with Dosha. When they got back I put the new hose on only to see that the shutoff valve is a flanged connection and the hose wasn't. To make matters worse, I leaned too hard on the sink drain and broke it while attaching the hoses to the new faucet. Yeah, I was having quite the day yesterday. So it's new hoses (flanged connection) and a new pvc for the sink drain. Then I'll tackle installing the new shower faucet in the bathroom.

I won't be going to Lowes though. I've been in there about four times in the past few days and the girl that works in plumbing is no longer subtle. Yeah, it was fun the first few times but subtly went out the window this last time. Innuendos about "fitting pipes", "getting it in the hole", suggestive hands, etc. Maybe it's just that I like to be the flirter and she's a little too aggressive than I'm used to. Yeah, right. I'm married to, "Why aren't you naked yet?" All I know is that my face was on fire by the time I left the plumbing section. I don't think I've been that embarrassed in public in a while. I wonder if Ace Hardware will have everything I need...

I can't believe it's Friday already. I'm supposed to be going to Anthony's today, plus I want to take Marcel to see The Incredibles. Now that I think about it, I probably won't get around to the bathroom shower. I guess I better get moving. It's a beautiful day outside and I wanna get out a little. I do have a twenty percent off coupon for Waldenbooks in my pocket that I've been waiting to use.

Halloween pictures will be posted when I hear back from Gina. I still need to work on my projects page too sometime soon. Hell, the garage still looks like a bomb went off down there.

I'll get around to it eventually but probably not while I have other things to do like breaking in new toys. Lana picked up a Liberator shape last night while at Euros. It came with a blindfold, a carrier, and restraining straps. :)

Thursday, November 4, 2004

The Handy Man

I woke up today and just couldn't seem to sit still. It's been like that all day. I don't really know what the deal is but I just felt like doing something. I ran to the post office, barely making it as is expected by the ladies there now, then went to the bank to drop off a deposit. I was still feeling pretty restless and figured I'd go and pick up a new garbage disposal to install since ours in the house was locked into place from rust. Well, somewhere in time I spend wandering the isles of Lowes I decided I'd move the fridge to the house rather than in the garage. The complication was I would have to find the right size water shutoff valve for the pipe on the wall where the fridge should go. Like any man, I was feeling pretty damn good and figured I could make a good guess. That is, until I saw how many sizes there were. I gave in after a while and called Lana to see if she could tell me the measurement on the end cap. No luck. After walking the plumbing isle a few more dozen times the lady there finally asked if I needed help. In five minutes I had the right shutoff valve and hose. I'm sure I would have figured it out eventually.

The adventures began when I finished installing the garbage disposal. It wouldn't turn on. I switched out the switch, thinking it was bad, I uninstalled the disposal, then decided to check the wiring job I was so confident I did right. After rewiring, it worked fine. Laugh, go ahead, but it works fine now. The fridge adventure went pretty good other than trying to move it into the house with the food still in it. The garage is going to smell like salsa and pickles for a while I think.

Oh, the toilet in my bathroom can't be used until tomorrow. Yeah, I decided to re-anchor the toilet too while I was at it. Every time anyone sits down or stands up the reservoir tank hits the wall loudly and everyone in the living room hears it. I grinded the rusted bolts off, burned a small spot in the carpet from the hot bolt (who the hell puts carpet in a bathroom???), shut off the water and drained the toilet. I put the new bolts on but in my excitement at the hardware store to "be productive" I forgot the wax seal. Lana's not too happy about the toilet thing but I think the garbage disposal and fridge made up for it. Plus I promised to finish installing the kitchen water sprayer tomorrow.

The best part of doing little projects around the house is the feeling of accomplishment when the job is done. It's always a bonus when they come out right and everything works too. ;)

I've had a good day. :)

Tuesday, November 2, 2004

Election Day

I woke up pretty damn early today, for me anyway. It was around 930am when I finally gave up on trying to sleep. The dogs were howling from their kennels and refused to be ignored. For the first thirty minutes I had this nagging feeling I needed to be somewhere today. Then it hit me what it was; Election Day. Keep in mind I haven't been keeping up with politics at all. That still didn't get rid of the feeling that I had to vote despite the fact that I knew little to nothing on where the candidates stood.

So I got showered, got dressed, and hit the web. I don't know how many sites I hit but I know I read for a couple hours straight. My eyes weren't seeing straight by the time I walked away to digest what I had read on the candidates. Yeah, probably not enough to truly make a well informed decision but I think sometimes it's better to make a hurried decision then not make one at all. I called my dad for his opinion on the way to my old high school and drove around a bit chewing it all over in my head.

I honestly believe that it's a privilege to be able to have such an influence over our government and that to not vote would be insulting to those who have defended our rights to do so. I didn't vote last presidential election and made excuses for my laziness. I was still in the Army at the time and figured, "Hey, I've done more than most to serve my country. I'm a soldier." Looking back now, I had even more reason to vote. After all, the president isn't just a political figurehead to a soldier; he's chain of command. So I voted today and I feel pretty good about my vote even if it was a decision made quickly.

It looks like Bush is taking home the prize again. I can't really say if I'm happy or not about it. The only reason I say that is I jumped into the whole thing a little too late to make a well informed decision. I feel a little bad about it, but it won't happen next time. I think I surprised my dad when I called him. I'm not sure if it was the fact I was calling him before 10am or that I was asking his opinion on politics. It's been a long time since I really paid any attention to politics and he's well aware of it. My dad took me to cast my first vote. I remember the day well because I was so enthused to be voting. I was exercising my right as an American. I knew it was a big deal to my dad to take his son to cast his first vote and I was proud to be able to. Illegal aliens and immigrants know what it is to be an American more than most Americans do I think.

Anyway. Next voting day, I plan on casting my vote with the confidence that I made a well informed decision. No more slacking on something as important as this again.

Monday, November 1, 2004

A Productive Monday

I tried relaxing today, I did. I wanted to just relax today and recoup from a majorly frantic weekend. We ended up roleplaying on Sunday night late into the early morning hours. I was more than eager to jump into my warm bed by the time everyone went home. It was a great ending to a rather busy, but nice, weekend. :P

So I slept in today and planned on doing nothing more energetic other than taking out the trash. I woke up rather motivated much to my own disapproval. I ended up cleaning a bit around the house and got all the laundry caught up. I watched a few episodes of Law and Order as well NYPD Blue, got all the laundry put away, plus I read some. I even cleaned the kitchen some and picked up the living room. It's been a rather productive day despite my plans to be lazy today.

I think it's the rain. I love the rain. It's so hypnotically calming but invigorating at the same time. If I had it my way, I'd open all the windows when it rains and the doors. Unfortunately the doors don't have screen doors and Lana might object to it. I love the smell of rain, the droning sound of it coming down, the cool air, and the low rumble of distant thunder. It's been raining all day and I love it.

I still hadn't cleaned the garage/shop yet though. I wasn't feeling that motivated. It looks like a bomb went off in there. Fiberglas, plaster, clay, sheets of foam, dust, paint, bondo, fabric scraps, etc. It's a mess, trust me. I guess tomorrow I'll start cleaning it. I'm sure it'll be a two day thing, at least.

Well, it's getting a little late and I'd like to read some more and watch Dawn of the Dead before I go to bed. That movie just rocks. I wish they played movies longer in the theatres like they used to. I bought the movie the day it came out on DVD but I just hadn't had the time to sit down and enjoy it. Hell, it's still in the shrink wrap. I really enjoyed it at the movies and have been waiting for the right time to curl up on the couch and watch it with no distractions. I think it's tonight. The low drone of rain, a good horror flick on the tv with the lights out and big bowl of buttery popcorn. ;)

'Night all.

Sunday, October 31, 2004


It's here! I'm outta time and both costumes are pretty much done. I'm pretty happy with both of them too. I could nit pick them both all day but overall I'm happy and I think Marcel is too. I'm pretty excited about going trick or treating too. We got the whole crew rounded up to hit our neighborhood. It should be quiet a sight with over a dozen kids. I can't say I've seen a group of trick or treaters that big in a long time. Oh, the memories. I used to go trick or treating with a pillow case. :)

Cory and Allison's party turned out pretty nice. We drank, we visited, we laughed and we hiding go peek a boo'd. Nobody got sick and nobody passed out from too much alcohol. It was a good time and my samurai costume was well received even if my helmet did look like the old Chevy hood emblem. We took lots of pictures, some of which will probably (I hope) never see the light of day. I'll be posting my part of the photos on my photo album page probably tomorrow evening once I've come down off my candy high. I wonder if I could get away with trick or treating if I wore a mask with my samurai costume.

It's been an awesome weekend and what better way to end it than with your family and friends trick or treating in the neighborhood my son will grow up in. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm in a damn good mood. I wish I had more time to blog and reflect, but I'm expecting my brother and his kiddos any moment now. ;)

Happy Halloween!!!

Saturday, October 30, 2004

One Day Left

Tomorrow is Halloween. My costume is pretty much done. I'm pretty happy with it. I didn't get to finish the back armor plates so I'll be the only samurai wearing a cloak to cover up the fact the armor doesn't go all the way down. It looks good though I think and Tomorrow I'll add a few more minor touch ups before we take the kids trick or treating. I think I'm more excited about trick or treating then they are.

I'm pretty exhausted but refreshed. Does that make any sense? I feel like I just got off a long road march. Shuck the ruck, kick off the boots, and stroll on home sort to speak. Marcel's costume is done other than the shirt and mask. I'm going to buy him a white long sleeve shirt and thick white socks. I don't know if I'm going to be able to finish the mask. Arg. I'll try tomorrow it should be pretty simple. He'll wear it for all of five minutes then take it off but I'd like to get it done.

I'm pretty hyped right now. We're about to head out the door to Cory and Allison's for the Halloween party. Derek found a vintage McDonald's milk shake costume. Combined with dollar store stuff he's going to be... I don't know. I don't think he knows but it'll look cool. Lana and Kelly threw together some pretty cool zombie costumes.

Well, I'm out the door! I'll post pictures when my hangover from tonight is gone! ;)

Friday, October 29, 2004

Two Days Left

I was up until five in the morning. I didn't even realize it was that late until Lana got in and made me go to bed. I did make some progress though. I decided to just make the thigh and shoulder armor plates molds rather than casting each piece. Not enough time to cast thirty strips. The flag is done, the armor padding for the leg and arms is finished, and the armor plates for the arm and legs are painted and ready. So today's mission is casting the shoulder armor plate twice, the thigh armor plate four times, finishing the other half of the chest armor strip and casting them three times each. I'm probably not going to have enough time for the helmet. If I have time I'll go for it but it's not very likely.

Marcel's is pretty much done. I just have the shirt to do and the mask. I meant to do those yesterday but just never got around to it. I'll do them today. I'm still not quiet awake. I just woke up. What a night.

I drank almost a whole twelve pack by myself during the course of the day while I was working. Lana bought it for me at the beginning of my day and I'm drinking the last one as I speak. I was riding the caffeine train yesterday. I think the resin and spraypaint fumes helped too. When I got myself to bed I was still pretty wired. Once I got into the shower though I melted and crawled into bed. It's going to be another long night tonight too. I better get to work. Only two days left. Panic hits tomorrow. I can feel it rearing it's ugly head already. Damn, I hate not doing my best because I'm rushing. Next year...

Thursday, October 28, 2004

Three Days Left

It's been a productive day. I've finished Marcel's Fish Guitar, his leaf blade things, and pants. Tomorrow I'll do the top, color it and do the mask. My costume is truckin right along. I think I can, I think I can.

The lower leg plates are sculpted and molded as is the forearm plate and the support armor piece. I've begun the sculpting on the top chest piece, as well as the back, and the shoulder piece. The first cast of Fiberglas resin is curing downstairs, as I type, in the ready molds. Man, I'm exhausted but my mind is still going a hundred miles an hour. I think I'm running on pure resin fumes coming up from downstairs.

Working on these "projects" is such a high. I listen to music all day, I'm painting, I'm sculpting, I'm working with my hands, Marcel gets to learn about everything I'm doing, and I get all this time to think. Some of the time I'm thinking about the three other things I got going, some of the time I'm constructing the pieces in my head as I work so I know what to do next and the rest of the time I'm just enjoying the free time to simply think. I know it may seem a little silly but how often do you really get time to reflect on whatever you want? Between house chores, my kiddo, bills, etc. I sometimes forget how nice it is to just spend time in reflection by myself. My hot garage with the radio blaring rock isn't exactly Shangri-la but it's as close as I get.

I think so long as I keep at this pace and keep going, I can make it to the deadline with both costumes constructed. I'm pretty hyped about both. I can see them both complete in my head. I guess I better crash for now and try to sleep. 'Night.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Kodak Moments

I've been driving almost all day. It's last minute crunch time. I went to a plastic distributor for some abs plastic, I hit Half Price books and 1/4 Price Books looking for Samurai books, I hit Lowes for more supplies, picked up some more clay from Texas Art and Supply, and grabbed miscellaneous stuff at Walmart. I took Marcel with me to get him out of the house. So we've been pretty much been goofing all all day together preparing for Halloween. He doesn't seem the least bit tired. I wish I could say the same. I'm pretty exhausted. Despite that, I did manage to construct the stand for my Fiberglas dummy, primer Marcel foam pieces for his costume and started sculpting a few armor pieces on the dummy. It's pretty much non stop from here but this year I plan on pacing myself.

Even though I know I'm cutting it really close, I'm not really stressing about it. I had a good day. I spent the whole day with Marcel just clowning around with him. He's getting so big and showing so much independence. He doesn't always want to hold my hand anymore. I knew he was getting a little big for it but it never really hit me until today. We were walking around the book store and I walked away from one shelf to another. I put my hand out, like usual, and just expected him to take it. I turned to look where he was when he didn't take it and saw him with a book in his hands flipping through the pages. Sometimes I can't believe how quickly he's grown up. Him just standing there looking through a book, his brow all furrowed up, scanning the pages... I wish I had the camera with me. He grabbed a few books for us to read together tonight. He's really into the fantasy genre right now and is counting the days he can roleplay with the big boys.

I think I'll call it quits early tonight and watch a few more episodes of 24. Damn Oscar for loaning me season one. I ended up watching twelve episodes back to back the day I brought them home and four more the next day. I did get all the laundry folded and put away though so I guess it can't be that bad. I want to take the last few "chapters" a little slower and savor it. Off to curl up on the couch.

Oh, real quick. I saw the cutest thing today in the hardware store. A boy around three had his face buried into his mom's belly. At first I thought he was crying. His mom had this bored look on her face like she had endured this more times than she cared to. The little boy started to jump up and down and was getting louder and louder. As I passed them I could here him talking in Spanish, his hands cuped around his mouth, pressed into her belly, and I saw she was very pregnant. I couldn't help but take another look back and smile. There was another photo moment I wish I could have caught. I almost wish I could speak Spanish so I could know what he was telling his baby brother/sister but another part of me doesn't want to know.

Off to bed for real now. 'Night.

Sunday, October 24, 2004

Seven Days

Today is Sunday. I had no idea it was Sunday until I decided to go to the hardware store and get the materials I need to construct my Fiberglas dummy stand. I got there just as they were closing the doors. I did go to Walmart and find a children's play helmet that fit me though. I'm going to use it as a base to build my samurai helmet. That was an entertaining trip. I had to sneak off and find an isle that wasn't busy so I could try it on to make sure it fit. I almost got caught. I did scare the hell out of the Walmart chic though. I was just taking it off and turning the corner when she turned the corner. The woman jumps back, and squeals loudly. I think she scared me more than I scared her. Took me a moment to realize what freaked her out. By the time we both gathered our wits, a small crowd of nosy Walmart people were asking if she was okay. I walked away quickly only to end up in her checkout lane. Talk about awkward feeling.

On other weekend notes, I went to see The Grudge this weekend with a friend. I had been wanting to see it since I saw the first preview despite Sarah Michelle Gellar staring in it. I liked the way it started out. The first jump scene started pretty good building with the proper amount of intensity. The next one was pretty good too, although predictable (most of them were). But after using the same tactics to build up a jump scene over and over it just got old. By the time you get to the climax of the movie your yawning because you've seen the same technique five times already. Not the greatest of horror flicks by any means but still not the sloppy turd punisher was. I'm glad I only paid matinee price.

I've added something new I'd like to do to my list of "projects". I want to get certified for SCUBA diving. The reason? Well, on Friday Lana, Marcel and me went to Galveston to Moody Gardens. I had won some Imax tickets on the oldies radio station and Lana had to meet with one of her girls in Galveston to help her set up her website. We figured great timing. Turns out my tickets are only good at the Museum of Natural Science so we bought tickets to the aquarium and the Rainforest. While we were walking around checking out the aquarium Lana pointed out to me some fliers about volunteer opportunities. "Dive with fish, feed them by hand and help maintain our aquariums." Only catch, of course, is you have to be a certified diver. I'm sure Lana kicked herself when she realized what she did. Who knows though, maybe I can get her to take the classes with me.

Time to get moving I guess. Seven days left and I've got a lot of work to do. The timer starts tonight. :)

Wish me luck!

Thursday, October 21, 2004

A Fresh Day

I've got to stop doing this. It's one o'clock and I just got up about fifteen minutes ago. As usual, I stayed up way too late watching a movie with Lana. Ginger Snaps was a pretty good flick. It didn't exactly elicit any deep thoughts of reflection but it was a great werewolf movie. I can't say I really regret the way I spent my time yesterday even if I did get up late but I utilized my time well I think.

I'm driving a legal car again! Yup, I finally got the truck inspected and got a new registration sticker put on. I don't know why I put it off as long as I did. It wasn't that big of a hassle, it got me out of the house, and Marcel and me got to hang out. Afterwards we went to Walmart to look at some toys. He got a transformer and I picked up four boosters to the new Magic set that just came out, Champions of Kamigawa. Afterwards we were feeling pretty good. We had the windows rolled down, jamming to some oldies and just feeling good. I took him to get a much needed haircut and then hit the snowcone shop like always. By the time we got to the house I was pretty exhausted. I ended up cleaning up my garage/workshop and prepared my Fiberglas dummy. Later today I'll bond the two halves together. Eventually. I'm not sure I'm going to make it for Halloween. It doesn't seem like that much work when I step back, I just need to get motivated and DO IT.

I've been reading a lot more lately. It's not the one book a week rate I used to do, but I think now I enjoy my reading time far more than I used to. I took the time for granted back in school and before I got married. I could sit down anywhere, anytime, and pull out my current book and read. I took it with me everywhere. It was really more of gluttony than anything. I gorged on books, always stocking up for the next new flavor. Now, I try to take my time and savor the time I have with the story. I'm almost done with Lost Horizon. I'll probably finish it today. I love books like this. It's a beautiful pace, the characters develop before you slowly and secretly (rather than the author pushing on you who they are), and the story is engrossing. I'm glad Anthony recommended it.

It's books like this that always make me second guess my writing ability. I love writing. Lana reminded me how much the other night when we got into a deep conversation about it in bed one night. We got to talking about the gaming scenarios and past campaigns. She knows that lately my whole heart just hasn't been in any game I run. She hit it on the head for me though. I've been trying to run all these games based off of something I've read or seen on tv and it's just not there in me to give it my all. It's the stories that I start out with a scratch of paper and a pencil that I get engrossed into. I let the story go so far on paper, bringing the characters to their precipice, their moment of glory or despairing failure, then I convert it to a GURPS Campaign and introduce the PC's to them and see where it leads. One of these days I get around to actually finishing the numerous short stories I have hidden away. Hell, I might even submit a few. Who knows. Right now I'm craving some breakfast. Plus I promised Marcel I'd build some cool Bionicles with him while we watched Bionicles 2 again.

Well, the day is still early and I gots stuff to do besides rambling here and downloading more Elvis Presley mp3's.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

A Triggered Memory

It's three o'clock in the morning and I'm wide awake. That damn movie is going to bug me all night for a number of reasons. Overall it wasn't really a great movie, but it does get one thinking though about Things. I'm sorry, I pulled a Lana. I just watched The Day After Tomorrow (no relation to the Heinlein novel).

It's odd how something you totally forgot about can be brought back so vividly by something simple as sound or smell stimulation. The scene I'm talking about is the one where the Donnie Darko kid is on the plane and it starts to shudder in the turbulence. Once the plane started to plummet, I remembered the dream I had a few months back in fresh detail. The memory was so vivid I felt like I was choking for a second. It wasn't a real memory but the dreams I remember are always as close to real memories as one can get.

In the dream Lana and I were on a plane going somewhere. I don't know where but I know we were both pretty excited about it, at least some of the time. Like all freaky dreams though, Lana wasn't always Lana, we weren't always happy about where we were going. It was a late flight. Sometimes my mom was on the plane, sometimes I was alone. Then the plane would start to fucking SHUTTER. No pilot over the speaker (because he's panicking in front of the control panel thinking about his family not the plane), no flight attendants to calm you (because their to the rear of the plane praying), just that sound of metal being torn and the wind smashing into the plane. I feel my stomach lurch like it does on a roller coaster diving down but the feeling doesn't go away. I can taste bile in my mouth. In the dream I remember trying to yell and tell Lana how much I love her. She tries to talk to me but I can't hear her. Sometimes it's my mom who just glowers at me. In the dream I have no idea where Marcel is but I know he's not with us. The plane starts to tear apart and we begin to rattle through the sky and all I can think about is that I'm hurtling in the dark into a deeper darkness. Then I woke up.

Wow, I feel better after getting that out. Funny thing is I've never hated flying. I can't say I've ever enjoyed but I've never had a fear of flying. I had completely forgotten about that damn dream - until that scene. Damn movie. I'll be thinking about it all night now.

The rest of the movie was okay I guess. The special effects were impressive and I enjoyed them. While the special effects were crucial to the story, the story wasn't really about the storms. I won't get into what I thought the movie was about due to the hour. An altogether good movie despite plot problems. I'd like to watch it again during the day.

What kind nerds burn the books instead of the dozens upon dozens of solid wood tables, chairs and bookshelves??? Wood burns hotter and for a lot longer. I'm sure it was just because the director thought it would be more "symbolic" if the books (the past) we're burned in order to survive. Stupid. Anyway. I'm off to watch another movie. Maybe another movie will get this song out of my head too. Peter, Paul and Mary's Lemon Tree. Have you ever really listened to the words of the song??? I've been hearing the words to the song all day in my head. I woke up with the chorus tune in my head and decided to listen to the words. Problem is I really like the song but I've never really paid too much attention to the words. Impossible to eat. The little phrase brings to mind a lot of very visually visceral images for me. It brings to mind another dream I had...

Maybe another night. That one is a bit too much for even me right now. Sweet dreams.

Monday, October 18, 2004

Under Pressure

It's been a particularly busy day. It started as just a quick trip to the post office and ended with me just getting home. I got there about fifteen minutes until closing, as the ladies at the post office expect now. Then the eye clinic from Sam's called to let me know my contacts were in. I was pretty excited so I went to go get them straight from the post office. I couldn't wait to put them in and wore them out of the eye clinic. They took a few minutes getting used to as the Wild Eyes White Out is slightly perceivable in my peripheral vision and was a little distracting at first. I love wearing contacts. No glasses slipping off my face, no sore nose bridge, no readjusting bent frames, I can horse play with Marcel without warning, etc. I can go on and on. Lana's still not sure about them. She's been doing the Becka thing to me when I look at her too long. Her hands go up over her eyes in the universal Don't-Look-At-Me. Marcel digs em though.

Afterwards I figured it was time to seriously hunt for the missing adapter to my Python hose. I found it at Petsmart as well as the twenty-foot extender. After looking real good at the thing (and the twenty dollar price tag) I talked myself out of it figuring I could build my own extender from parts bought at Lowe's for a lot cheaper. I found all the parts cheaper at Lowe's but I figured I'd save myself a few more bucks and just get the double nipple rather than the pressurized hose connecter. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Needless to say, I ended up with a big mess of fresh water all over the kitchen floor. It could have been worse, like dirty tank water on the carpet so I shouldn't complain too much plus I have only myself to blame. Tomorrow I'll take exchange the double nipple for the pressurized hose connecter. At least my tank is on the long road to recovery. It's been nearly two months since I last did a water change.

Costumes? Not much progress lately. Tonight I'm going to finish my Fiberglas dummy. Tonight I will finish my Fiberglas dummy. That was for my benefit, not yours. So much left to do, but I'm trying to not stress about it. Halloween is about having fun not worrying about a deadline. I'll get em done before. I work good under pressure. Too bad my homemade Python extension doesn't.

On a side note, I took the helicopter fan outa my computer case. I had to rig my old fan to the port plug but I got it in there without any trouble. Lana did much rejoicing despite my dirty looks. Hell, I have to admit it was pretty freaking loud and was a bit annoying. Still, she didn't have to do a little dance. Smart ass.

Thursday, October 14, 2004

Nothing in Particular

I finally went to the radio station to pick up my Imax tickets. I hate driving on that side of town (galleria area) but they were free tickets after all. Besides, it got me away from Marcel's Gameboy SP. That damn thing ate my whole day yesterday. Marcel asked me for help beating a level on Metroid Fusion and that's all it took. I could have been reading, working on mine or Marcel's costume, or even watching the Stargate DVD's Johnny loaned me. Nooooo... I wasted the day playing gameboy. To make matters worse, I picked it up earlier to play and Marcel accidentally erased my game. I had to restrain myself from throwing the damn thing.
Not much has been going on here much this week, thankfully. It's great having company over but it's nice to have a quiet house too. All last weekend was crazy. Lana's sister came into town for the weekend the same weekend Glenoviere was in town too. Nevermind it was also Laura's wedding weekend which meant a bachelorette party at my place. Between the party, roleplaying, and guests, we had a full house the whole weekend. So it's nice to have a quiet week. Gets me ready for the weekend.
Speaking of weekends, I'm hoping to get some reading done before then. I want to get my Post Apocalypse game off the ground this weekend. I rewatched all of the Mad Max movies, I'm reading a good book with a similar setting, plus a secret one I won't reveal since I'm stealing a piece of the plot for the game. A good writer borrows... ;)
I have lots of reading to catch up on. I just picked up my copy of Blade of Tyshalle the other day and I'm ripping through these other two books I'm reading just so I can start reading it. I hate rushing through a book like that but I can't help it. It's a big distraction having it while I'm trying to read other things. I can't wait to read the first page, crack the spine and smell the fresh print on the pages, but I know I don't want two other books bouncing around in my head when I begin. I want a clean palate. I haven't even opened it up to the first page because I know I won't stop.
I better get back to work I guess. I have costumes to make. Halloween is only a few weeks away. Why do I do this to myself every time????

Tuesday, October 5, 2004

Happy Birthday Micah!!

It's Micah's twenty eighth birthday today. It seems like it was just yesterday we were crammed in Chris's tent in Micah's backyard celebrating his sixteenth birthday. It doesn't feel like any great passage of time has passed but when I count up the years I'm a little dumb founded. It doesn't feel like twelve years. I don't feel like an adult. I don't think I've changed that much. When I look around me though, everything around me tells a different story.
I look forward to children birthday parties so I can get with my friends. I refer to my self in third person almost all the time no matter how hard I try not to. I don't "go to the bathroom" anymore, I "go potty". I don't enjoy driving the way I used to and I hate having to put gas in the car. Remember that weird excitement of climbing behind the wheel for the first time? Any excuse to drive was good enough even if it was just around the corner. I have, brace yourself, gray hair. My little brother is 6'2". My dad has moved and my mom is passed away. I can't remember the last time I wore my leather jacket. I still watch cartoons but it's with my son not my little brother. Marcel looked a lot like Michael did when he was little and sometimes I'd call him Michael. It was an odd feeling that made me happy and sad all at once.

Twelve years. A lot has happened since then. I look back on the Alex of 1992 and I can only shake my head and smile. It was fun and as much as I would love to do it all over again I like where I am now even if I do tell people I'm only twenty three most of the time. It's not really a lie since that's the age I feel most days. You're only as old as you feel. Happy Birthday Micah, ya old fuck. :)

Monday, October 4, 2004

A Guy's Weekend

I still haven't gotten the other half of the fiberglass mold casted but I did have a great weekend. Friday night we roleplayed my 28 Days Later game (GURPS of course). It went pretty good considering we hadn't played in a long time. I hope to keep the game alive. So long as I can keep a regular group in it, I think I can keep it running. It seems like every session has different players. I feel like I'm starting all over every session and it's hard to get a plot running that way.
Saturday we all gathered at Derek's new digs and let the kids play in the pool. Afterwards we went back to my place, Derek threw some meat on the grill, we feed our mouths, watched Momento (I LOVE that movie and can't wait to see what Christopher Nolan does with the new Batman Begins movie) and bellied up to the table for some roleplaying.

We revived Micah's Star Wars campaign and blasted our way into a freightliner ship loaded with Tie Fighters, Stormtroopers, and a mysterious luxury cruise ship. I'm going to start keeping a body count on my character. I'm gonna post him too just as soon as I get around to updating my GURPS page stuff. ummm, yeaaaah. An action packed session that ended only because we realized the sun was coming up. Great game Micah.

I'm working on notes to my new Mad Max game. I'm pretty exited about it. Lots of ideas, hidden secrets, and a lot of little scenarios I'd like to see unfold. I would have worked on it yesterday but some of the guys (Johnny, Micah, Chris and Sean) came over yesterday to LAN game. We called it quits around 3 and ended up staying awake way later playing Grass and B.S.'in as usual.

I am a little stressed out though. I won't go into details but a family thang kinda came up that might cause a some tension. I know what I should do, what I can do, but I don't know I'm going to do. I'll sleep on it and figure it out tomorrow.
I did find out some really REALLY REALLY good news though. I can't say what it is yet because it's not my news to share but I have to say I'm super happy about it. It makes me smile every time I think about it.

Hey, I got a hair cut!!! Yup, I finally did it. Well, I didn't cut it all off and donate it like I was thinking of doing, but I did cut off about fourteen inches off. It's still touching my shoulder blades but I'm not sitting on it anymore and I'm remarkably headache free now. I was getting them pretty regularly from sitting on my hair, laying on it wrong when I sleep and the weight of it. I feel sooo much better. It's amazing how great a simple haircut can make you feel. I know why the girls like to go get pedicures, haircuts, and manicures. It's very relaxing. I forgot how relaxing it is to have someone massage your scalp, how soothing the sound of scissors cutting hair is, and the relaxing sensation of electric clippers on the back of your neck. I remember I used to almost fall asleep every time my dad took me to get my hair cut when I was little. She blow dried my hair too. That was kinda weird. She said I should blow dry it more often for it to look the as shiny and smooth as she made it look after wards. I dunno about that but it was a good experience.

Now that the weekend is over it's back to costume preparing, laundry, cleaning house, and home schooling. Later!

Oh, Kelly here's a link for you to read! ;)
Brit would love it!!
I don't know when the next regular one is but it's never too early to build!

Thursday, September 30, 2004

Movies and Roleplaying

I've gotta get a tivo. Three hours of tv that I could have spent doing productive stuff like going to the petstore, krogers, or even the hardware store to finish my vacuum table. First NYPD, then two episodes of Law and Order. All the while I try to get as much done as possible like running the dishwasher, cleaning the kitchen and picking up the living room but I can't vacuum since I wouldn't be able to hear the tv. Anyway. I do have a VCR though. Right.
I ended up not making Anthony's movie night. Lana had a crazy day running all around town and was late getting back home. By the time she got home it was a little after 9 and I know it takes her about twenty to get ready. I know Anthony and Liz work so I hate putting them in that situation so I just called em up and told them we wouldn't make it. I feel bad about it because I really wanted to go. I wanted to get out of the house, spend some time with friends, and Lana. The night wasn't a loss though. Micah and Kelly came by and we watched movies. It was in the early morning hours by the time they went home and Kelly found a new favorite movie. Micah slept through it since there was no explosions or car chases but he did manage to stay awake through Eternal Sunshine.

I've seen The Big Kahuna a total of three times now in the past few days and I still want to watch it again. I love how they both manage to convey so much emotion with just a simple look. More is said between the two of them with simple looks than in the dialogue they say to each other. I don't want to go too deep into it, but it's good to see a movie that's not about solving the murder, finding the kidnapped, killing the bad guys before they blowup x, but about two friends acknowledging that sometimes we do need help and it's going to be okay in the end.
In the end that's really all that matters I think. Good friends to see you through the day whether they be your wife, brother, high school buddy, or your dad.
Speaking of friends, Friday is just around the corner and I need to get on the ball. I got an idea for a ongoing GURPS game. My Midian game is pretty much dead at this time and my He-Man game doesn't seem to appeal to all so... I want to do a Mad Max world. I thought about doing Heroes Die when I read it, but Micah called dibs on it after he read it. The 28 Days Later game seemed to have gone nowhere but I suspect it's because it simply didn't appeal to all. The SWAT team Demo was just too Paranoia-inducing. They turned on each other like rats in a sinking cage. I had the feeling that not all were into either game world. Some like the feel of a well greased machine gun while creeping into an abandoned warehouse searching for food while others prefer the feel of sweaty leather armor as they charge into a room armed with just their fists and a roughly sharpened piece steel. So I'm going to try and combine the two but without the sci-fi and magic of the He-Man world. I'm still working out the plot details but I think it'll involve some "movie research". What got me thinking about it seriously was Micah telling me that Mad Max 4 is in the works. I want it to replace the Midian game as a regular campaign. I miss Friday night gaming. I've been sorta dodging the GM seat for awhile now and I'm itching to saddle back up.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

A Quicky

The buzzing in the kitchen has me seeking refuge in Lana's office. On our oven we have an oven cleaning timer. Well, the clock knob on it is broken and it goes off whenever it damn well feels like it. The first few days when we moved in I messed with it constantly while unpacking to get it to stop buzzing. I finally did so, but Lana "bumped it" while making corn bread the other night. I'm a little bitchy about it only because she gave up on making it stop so it's left to me to do now. I already took the damn thing off and looked at the wiring. Yup, I have no idea how to make it stop next to replacing the timer unit for one with a knob that isn't broken. I could just go in and snip wires but I have the feeling that wouldn't be too safe no matter how tempting it is.

Marcel and I worked some on his spelling words today and I promised we'd do some art later tonight after we ate. I figure I'll teach him painting basics. Brush strokes, types of brushes, and mixing colors. Art, Shop, and English were always my favorite classes. I might even let him play with my clay and sculpt a few things.

I was hoping to make it out to waldenbooks and pick up a copy of Blade of Tyshalle but I called first. Turns out they don't have it in, but I did special order it. Only reason I even thought to swing by there was I got a coupon in my email from them for 20 percent off a single purchase. Whoo hoo!! It's a dangerous thing when I go to the bookstore. It'll be hard to go in there and get just the book I ordered. I tend to wander around reading cover after cover, thumbing through whatever catches my eye and buying more than I plan. If I had one indulgence I don't do that often anymore, it's spending time in bookstores and libraries.

I've decided to go ahead and pick me up another bug for a second car until I find my '67 bus. I plan on getting a '67 VW bus and converting it to a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Van. I found the bug I want but I'll have to wait and hope since I can't get it this month. I'm sure another will come along by then. I saw it and fell in love with it even though it is a few years older than the model I would prefer. I still have all my '71 Super Beetle stuff packed away including a right side floor pan. I'm thinking a full baja conversion (skid plates, roll bars, lift kit, etc.) a cheap ass spray paint job and the Decepticons emblem on the hood. Bumblebee gone bad. :)

Well, dinner just arrived (pizza tonight!) and I just picked up the Clerks 10th Anniversary Edition the other night that I want watch while I eat. 'Night!

Monday, September 27, 2004

A Secret Blog

It's been an eventful weekend. I was supposed to go to Protocon this weekend but Oscar bailed on me like a little girl. Lana had to rearrange her party schedule for me to go so when I told her I wasn't going she wasn't exactly happy with him either. It turned out all right though. Friday night we had friends over, Lana cooked, and we played games all night and well into the morning. Since I didn't go to Protocon on Saturday I was able to go to Anthony's house warming party. I actually managed to drag Lana along. I think she had a good time other than a minor incident which doesn't need repeating here. All and all, I had a good time and was glad I could make it. I feel kinda bad about our house warming gift though.

We were running late, as usual, and hadn't picked up anything yet. We're on the way to drop Marcel off at my brother's place brainstorming what to get them. We eventually decided on on an Ikea gift certificate but they had just closed by the time we got to that side of town. I'll get it to him on Wednesday at the book club meeting. I still need to sit down and read it more. It's getting pretty good though and I'm digging the author's writing style.

I will mention this though about the party; I think Anthony enjoys wearing women's makeup waaaay too much. I only wish I had my digital camera with me.

I hadn't made much progress on costumes. I still need to caste the other half of the plaster mold in fiberglass. Tomorrow I'm hitting Halloween like a nightmare. Cutting more foam headstones, pouring the other half of Micah's claw mold, and start sketching out Marcel's Yu Gi Oh costume. I think I've got Dosha sucked into helping me with the headstones. She's pretty hyped about em. With her and Allison helping I could get a lot knocked out.

I figure one day of rest on Sunday before I get back to work on everything. I'm pretty damn tired but I think it's just from a lack of doing anything today. We went out to eat with Micah and Kelly but besides that we hadn't done much today. I figured I'd kill some time and catch up on a blog while I was reading up on box car derby racing.

Yeah, I'm thinking of adding that to the growing list of projects. I just need a kid eight or older and interested in working with their hands. It all started really from me thinking about building Marcel a go cart. The more I thought about the more I was convinced that to do what I want to do would require me learning how to weld (that's on the list). So the next best thing would be a derby car. That's when the little handyman in me cleared his throat rather loudly and pointed out that I have all the tools in my garage already. Turns out the rules are pretty strict about the kid constructing the whole thing and only they can race it. I'm thinking if Brit were interested in building a car I'd be willing to loaning my garage out to her and finding her sponsorship. I need to read up on it more before I run it by Kelly. I only hope she doesn't read my blog that regularly.

Which brings me to another rambling. While at Anthony and Liz's housewarming party I found out that they meet through when I mentioned my site and asked if anyone there blogs. I'm amazed at how popular it's become and there seems to be only two big blogger sites out there; and I checked them both out first before I decided on I just didn't like how you could block some people from reading your blog, you had "buddies," you can text message people, block people from viewing your bio, etc. I wanted to blog, not socialize or network. I wanted my blog to be about, well, me. We ended up getting into this big discussion on blogs, why we write them, what we write about, what level of censorship we self impose, etc. I made a comment about my rule on never blogging when angry. That's when almost all of them laughed and said that's why they have two blogs. One for friends and one for strangers. While I didn't like the idea at first of censoring myself for my friends, I do feel that a level of respect for your friends privacy makes it mandatory. The more I think about it, the more appealing a secret blog begins to look. I keep thinking to myself about the reservoir of fuel that I'm not tapping by not blogging when I'm angry. Blogging is therapeutic in a lot of ways, so why not when you need to let it out the most? So there it is I guess.

I'm going to start an Angry Blog out there somewhere. I'll have to name it something other than Angry Blog now I guess. Damn. I haven't decided where or even when but I'll get around to it when the mood strikes me I'm sure.

I'm starting to wonder why Micah has yet to give me his Blog address despite asking for it numerous times... That's a hint mofo!

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Crunch Time

The hot foam cutter is pretty much done except for one minor detail. I can't seem to get the wiring right. Every time I think I got it and give it a try, the breaker flips. I think I'm just going to have to buy a transformer from Radio shack. The one I'm trying to use is a 2 dollar Goodwill 35W transformer with no ground. That's what I get for being a cheapo I guess. The whole project has only costed me about 15 bucks so I can't say I've broke the bank and it's definitely cheaper than buying one of Hot Wire Foam Factory's. Now if I could just get it to work.

I also bought all the fiberglas I'll need for my body cast. I'm hoping to start today once I get the foam cutter working. I'm pretty eager to get started and I need to get moving on it. Marcel has decided on a costume. He had me worried for a while with Robocop. Thankfully he changes his mind about as often as he changes his underwear and has decided on Yu Gi Oh. Mostly sewing so that means I need to get Lana's machine out here in the next few days.

My biggest distraction the past few days has been TNT and the Spike network. Law and Order, NYPD, and CSI. I find myself glued to the television watching one police drama after the next. With all the projects I have on the table right now the last thing I need to be doing is watching TV. I've got my fiberglass cast to do, sculpt and cast my armor, sew Marcel's costume, finish my foam cutter, build some headstones, sculpt and cast Micah's Wolverine costume, cast and paint more plaster walls for my Strange Synergy game before this weekend, and build my MAME system and controllers. Never enough time it seems.

I went to Tab's birthday party this weekend. I showed up a little late since I had house guests over this weekend but all went well. I guess. John was there and as soon as I showed up he and his woman made a hasty exit with a lame excuse. I don't know what his problem is but if he's not willing to talk about it then I'm not going to bother. We had a good time at the party despite him. I didn't leave until late and Marcel passed out on the way home. It's always good to see Heather and Tab since they don't come over very often with Oscar. Hear that Heather?? That's a hint!! Anyway.

I better get back to work. I gotta get this foam cutter working before Law and Order comes on at 7pm.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Two Squirrels and a Towed Car

Halloween has snuck up on me again. At least I've gotten a better head start than a week this year. Hopefully I'll be doing the fiberglass for my full body cast on Saturday. Today I'll be doing Marcel's duct tape dummy for whatever costume he decides on. Then there's the Sunday trip to the cemetery then Tab's birthday party in the evening. Sometime before the weekend I need to try and construct a foam cutting table so we can cut the headstones out of foam faster. Arg. It shouldn't be too hard but working with electricity always makes me a little nervous. I am making good progress on Micah's Wolverine costume though. I pulled a plaster gauze mold off his face the other day and casted it in plaster. The claw that I'm going to mold is almost done too. It's my samurai costume that's going to be extensive. Just thinking about it makes me tired. I feel so exhausted and I just woke up!!

I was out running around yesterday pricing hardware (nichrome wire, 12" drill bit, fiberglass, etc.) plus I dropped off some injured squirrels. That was an adventure all to itself.

Yesterday Oscar and I towed his recovered stolen car. Don't get me started. My ex-slum landlord had his car "removed" from his property despite having never made contact with me prior. When he had it "removed" they broke out the steering column and took the battery. He told Oscar to his face he didn't know what happened to it ("It must have been stolen") despite neighbors having seen him with another guy "removing" it from the driveway.

After recovering Oscars ride, we went back to micah's to get the car he drove there in when micah saw two squirrels drop out of the tree behind me. We went to check it out and it was two babies that had fallen out of their nest. One of them was bitten pretty badly. The other seemed okay but was bleeding out of the nose. We scooped them up and I took them home ONLY THINKING OF REHABILITATION!!! Although Scott mentioning I had a cage perfect for them didn't help me keep my motives straight. So I went home with two squirrels and hit the net searching for registered squirrel rehabs in my area. I finally heard back from someone the next day, drove to the wrong side of FM 1960, and back again, before finally dropping them off at a vet who'd see them for free. I'll have to call the rehab girl and see how they're doing. I don't see one bitten making it, but I can hope.

I really should be doing other things than staring at this computer. Pricing fiberglass, doing dishes, eating breakfast, trying to wake Lana again, etc. One thing at a time. Gonna go shovel some food down. Later!

Friday, September 10, 2004

Fun in the cemetery

I've been slacking the past few days on blogging but I've been so busy I haven't had much of a chance to come up to Lana's office to visit my computer. Between catching up on laundry, helping Derek move, and cleaning house, it's been pretty non stop.

I went to see Resident Evil 2 last night at the midnight premiere with Micah. Initially I had invited others, but everyone else bailed. It wasn't bad but not to be compared to the first one. I personally thought the first one was better. The acting was better, the story line unfolded smoother, and the action scenes were more believable and less predictable. The monster looked like a Hellraiser Cenobite gone renegade after juicing up on a couple gallons of steroids. I can't really complain though. I laughed, I jumped, and walked out smiling.

Lana, Dosha, Kelly, and Allison spent the evening in Lana's office brainstorming for their meeting on Sunday and watching Calender Girls. Can't say I'm really too interested in watching a movie where a bunch of old chicks get naked. Love my friends and all but old chicks don't do it for me. Speaking of friends, that brings to mind a awkward situation.

The situation was one where something I said in my blog made for an uncomfortable situation between other friends. The situation forced me to ask myself how much editorial restraint should one use when writing about friends and family? Here's the weird part. I never thought I'd have to ask myself that question. Five years ago the idea of an online journal for all the world to read would have horrified me not because I have anything to hide but because by nature I'm a very private person. While I'll probably never get too personal on here, I do feel that a certain level of intimacy is necessary for it to be worthwhile for me and anyone who chooses to read. Without a certain level of intimacy and personal emotions banked in what I write it's all just scripted bullshit and self stroking. When I sit down to blog it's for ME, not the reader. Blogging for me is a way to clear my head, organize my thoughts, and is therapeutic in a way I didn't anticipate. On the other hand I should keep in mind that I'm Blogging, not keeping a diary. Others will read this. Normally I don't give a rat's ass what others think, but the opinions of my friends and family I respect. After reading over the blog I realized that I had posted something that had been intended to remain between just us and felt like dog doo over it. While I make no apologies for my opinions, I do apologize for the accidental breach of confidence between friends. With that off my chest, I feel better. Nothing says it better than me though so excuse me while I make a phone call.

I was planning on going to Galveston today to visit the cemetery there but that kind of fell through. I wanted to get outlines and photographs of some of the headstones for my Halloween project. I plan on making headstones for my yard (front or maybe back depending on the restrictions). When I told Allison about my idea she was pretty hyped about it, so I invited her to go along and make some for her yard since she was willing to help. When Cory found out about it, he got hyped about it too and decided he wanted to go. Only problem is he works so I gotta wait til next week. I hate waiting but more hands working means more outlines in less time. I should make it a group trip for next weekend and start planning the headstone names and epitaph. I see a plan forming already. If I get enough folks in on it, we can make a bunch of outlines and be back at my place cutting up the foam. Lost yet?

So next weekend will be one filled with fiberglass as I cast my body mold, lots of polystyrene, super 77 glue, and an old army buddy might be visiting. Yep, I just got off the phone with Matt. It'll be good to see him again. Maybe I can get him to work this weekend too.

Sunday, September 5, 2004

Let's Go Voltron Force!

My feet still ache from standing in the body cast but it's complete. We were all pretty eager to get started and it was a little weird to finally do it after months and months of planning. It took longer than we thought, well over three hours, but the result was nothing short of awesome. I have to say, they busted their ass doing it right. The discomfort level sucked ass but I plan on only doing this once. There were a few moments towards the end when I started getting light headed but that was only becuase I didn't take a deep breath when they layed the chest strips. My ball of my heels were numb by the time they pulled me out. I think I would have fallen over from numb feet if not for Lana holding me up. I'm still impressed by the pictures every time I look at them. I can't wait to show em off on the project page but we still have a little more work ahead of us. The fiberglass casting is next.

I'll say this though. Derek hit it on the head when he commented why we made such a great team. Years and years of roleplaying together. I've never seen so many people working on one task at once work so well together. I think I've got them convinced to all have a body cast made for costuming. We've got big plans and, after seeing these fuckers work together, I know we can do it.

I had my first cigarette in two months when they pulled me out. Layed out on the floor trying to get the feeling back in my feet, letting the blood return to my head, and so greasy I probably couldn't stand up anyway, I couldn't resist a lite cigarette. Right after everyone left I took a long hot shower. Damn it felt good.


I'll be posting the pictures in the next few days in my photo album, so keep an eye out. These fuckers got some bragging rights and I plan on posting as many of the pictures as I can. I haven't seen a better body cast online anywhere. Nothing like a good friends to put you in a full body cast and do nothing more than mock you. All I can say guys is I owe you mother fuckers! Who's next?!