A blogging problem. See, I want to keep up with a blog, I really do. I have a horrible time doing so. I want to blog about all kinda of different things. Art, movies, tv shows, cartoons, toys, graphic design, video games, dungeons and dragons, warhammer, all kinds of stuff.
Problem is, I try to make different blogs for each of those things. So, just like my history with webcomics, I try to do too much at one time and I don’t get anything done ever.
So I’m gonna try to pick it up again with blogging about anything and everything.
Let’s see how long this lasts!
-ethan
I’m trying to make a book. A mini comic for free comic book day to be exact. It’s kind of hard if you start without thinking about important things like “measuring” or “where you want to put the staples” and things like that.
Yeah so I moved my blog site url over to tumblr from wordpress cause, well, I tend to like tumblr’s admin interface a lot better. It just seems more intuitive and easier for someone who isn’t a Internet wizard to use.
I wanted to get back into blogging again, aside from the webcomic. I suppose if i write something good and profound I can put it on the comic’s blog, but for the most part, I think I’m just going to ramble on here. Cause you know, that’s what you do when “u haz a blog.”
My Recently Launched Webcomic, Thelbert!
Everyone has hobbies. Some people play sports. Some people customize their trucks and cars to make them look more tacky. Some people drink copious amounts of booze.
I would say I like to draw comics, but that’s not a hobby, that’s a passion. It’s something I want to do for a living.
My geeky hobbies consist of; Video games. I love playing games. Right now I’m slowly working on Mass Effect 2. I also LOVE me some Modern Warfare 2. I have my pink DS and sometimes I play Pokemon Pearl or Mario. I usually only bring out the DS on road trips though.
I love playing World of Warcraft. I have had a long history of WoW and there have been some very good times and some bad, bad times. I’ve met a lot of great people in WoW. I’ve also met a lot of jerks and idiots. I really would like to go further into my history with WoW, but that would be best suited for another post.
My other hobbies, recent hobbies, in fact have been Dungeons and Dragons. D&D is like the epitome of geek hobbies. I’ve always wanted to play, but never did. Now I’m DM’ing a game with a buddy, in the hopes to expand with some other friends. It’s fun!
Toy collecting is another geek hobby that i’m into. I usually stick to things from my childhood, IE Transformers and GI Joes but there’s been a few oddities slip past that are just cool. Like Kamen Riders and Gundam Kits. I’m always impressed with the modern engineering and detail they can put into some bits of plastic.
Everyone has their own thing and that’s cool. What’s yours? If ya read this, comment or send a reply to me on twitter and let me know what your geeky hobby is!
As most stereotypical nerds, I sometimes have to wear glasses to read. I have the worst history with glasses. I can buy a pair of cheap reading glasses at Walmart or a drug store and they will keep forever. If I were to get a nice, expensive pair from a Spectacle Smith, I’d break them into thousands of pieces.
The current glasses I am wearing have several issues. The nose peice is missing off the left side, so they sit crooked on my face. I stepped on them before and the lens has popped out. If it falls out, I can put it back in. It would be nice to have glasses that didn’t have unintentional removable lenses. These aren’t as bad, but I’ve had some glasses that have actually stained my skin and left marks.
I share a similar history with sunglasses. Most pair I’ve had have been nice ones, and they have all been destroyed one way or another. About a year ago, I purchased some rad aviator sunglasses. They were totally expensive and I live in daily fear that they will break, get scratched, or be stolen. So far, so good on these but there will come a day that something horrible happens to those aviators.
And on that day you will look to the horizon, place a hand over your hear, and listen to the primal scream of profanity as I verbally express what has just happened.
If you know me in real life then you know I can be somewhat of a coward. Not a whole lot of things in life scare me to the point of crying, but I think clowns are the number one fear. I’ve never liked clowns. They scare the crap out of me. It started when I was a child and my parents thought it would be a great idea to watch Stephen King’s “IT.” The clown in there still spooks me something fierce. The second encounter with a clown was the movie “Poltergeist.” The scene when the clown toy comes alive and wraps it’s stretchy arms around the bed, pinning the helpless little boy down pops into my head whenever I spend the night at a relatives house and they have stuffed animals in a chair facing the bed. I mean, come on people…why would you do that?!?
Other things that scare me would be “anything sharp near my eye/ear.” This fear was also created during my childhood. The story goes as thusly; My mom was giving me a hair cut. I was sitting in the kitchen chair in front of the TV. On the TV was a old monster movie where some sailors were fighting off a giant praying mantis. The sailors were throwing harpoons into the mantis’ eyes right as my mom was cutting my bangs. I could see the scissors out of my peripheral vision. I got squirmy and scared and she changed the channel once I told her she was going to stab me in the eye. The ear phobia came right after. My mom changed the channel to “Wrath of Khan.” As you would imagine as she was cutting near my ear, Khan was putting the nasty worms into Chekov’s ear. I slept with my ears covered for at least a month after that.
I have lots of other fears too. Fear of commitment, fear of rejection fear of pretty girls.
But, lets face it, most men have those anyways.
My hair is uncontrollable. It is shaggy and can take any shape imaginable. Most times when it gets too long, I’ll wear a stocking cap. I usually push my hair backwards and then put the hat on, so that when I take the hat off, it provides the best comedic effect. My hair springs forth and flails about, making me look like the protagonist from Beakman’s World.
When I do get a hair cut, usually in the summer, the barber woman cuts it way too short. Short hair + fat dude= I look like Curly from the Three Stooges. It’s not flattering in the least. One time during a horrific error in judgment I shaved my head bald with the beard trimmer attachement on my electric razor. About half way through I was sitting on the bathroom floor, crying and praying to God that he’d allow me a do over.
As it turned out, he did not.
So, today at the office I waited until my co worker was gone before I ate my lunch.
I brought a Lunchables Sammich. The kind of thing you’d send a first grader to eat at the cafeteria. I tried to unwrap it very quietly as to not let anyone know that I was eating. I placed the thick cut of generic turkey on the frozen bread. I took the 4 thin cuts of cheese and layed them horizontally along the length of the bread. Predating this, of course, i mashed the mayo on the bread. I put the sammich together and ate my childlike lunch in shame.
It was pretty good.