I read A Distant Soil when Fantagraphics released it all (or mostly all) as a graphic novel. I remember a pic she did for Robotech that I saw in an "Art of..." book very long ago, from the "Super Cavalry Southern Cross" section of Robotech.
Got some silver lining to a crappy week. After my email got hacked, my computer died (on my wife's right now). And my password manager sent a verification code to my HACKED EMAIL when I tried to change my account's email. I'm here though, because I got some good news finally. I was able to get my password account deleted so at least my passwords are safe, and a new email, so I think I've the damage under control.
One of my roommates had his computer die as well. Someone said it was the BIOS setting. Thankfully, the guy he took it to was able to figure out the problem really quick and fix it. He got it back in about 30 mins.
Just got back from a family outing to a brand new (like 5 years old tops) natural history museum near where I live, and we all had a blast. My wife saw a life size T-Rex skeleton for the first time and her jaw hit the floor, there was a killer prehistoric ocean exhibit, and my son went bonkers in the kids touch and play exhibit. I got to try VR for the first time too and it was pretty neat, even if I almost threw up. Its a small museum, but I'm hoping they will be able to expand in the coming years. Oh, and I got turned around on the way home and we ended driving through one of the rich neighborhoods. I got a good laugh out of the suburban homes that had legit stone fountains out front. It was pretty silly.
Lovely! I'm happy for Lucas. It seems like a lot of new opportunities for enjoying life are finally opening up to him.
VR has motion sickness issues that I'm not sure can be fixed through software. I think the only way I'd be able to tolerate motion-heavy VR stuff would be to take an anti-emetic every time, but it'd probably have to be very strong; I get motion sickness very easily. A lot of people might not be able to enjoy VR without medicine to block the nausea.
I have a small one. A submission of mine was featured on a horror/biology blog today. Once a year after Halloween, Bogleech.com looks at nightmares that people submit and makes fanart of the monsters in them. I'm a huge fan of monster movies and I'm pretty giddy that other people like something my brain came up with.
I finished SoD and I'm ready to play SoA for the first time in a year. My last run burnt me out so badly I seriously thought that I'll no longer want to play BG. I'm glad to be wrong.
After a streak of literally the worst luck - i mean awful - I finally got a turn. Today, my ISP called me and said that after *years* of failing to provide anything better than 2.7 mbps down service, they'll be upgrading me to 25mbps for the same price I was already paying.
Modern internet + no more money? Things are taking a turn.
First day of a renaissance fair near Houston. It was bitterly, bitterly cold today (in the 40s, and if you're not from Texas, that's well below freezing temperatures by Texan standards), but once I got acclimated and things warmed up by midday, I got to appreciate the stuff around me. The best part was a comedy routine by a juggler with a sour attitude.
The juggler never spoke during the whole performance, and communicated entirely through pointing, honking a tiny horn, and glaring at people. He would give ugly looks to people who arrived late to the show, and even stole someone's phone and threw away someone's shoe (it was hard to tell how much of this was staged and how much was improvised; some volunteers in the audience were almost assuredly actors). The running gag was that he would do all these impressive tricks, and then the audience ended up cheering much louder for his assistants than for him (especially when they pulled pranks on him), and then he would glare at us and make insulting gestures and shake his head to himself. Even though he never spoke, he had a very vivid character, and it was fun to see him get frustrated when the show wasn't going his way.
They had a joust going on, and it was very loud. They had four knights representing England, France, Germany, and Spain. Our part of the bleachers was Spain, and our knight, Don Rodrigo, was a bloodthirsty jerkass who boasted and shouted and kicked other competitors when their backs were turned. I missed most of the jousting in the second round since I was running late trying to eat a spinach quesadilla in the rain while I was completely lost, but shortly after I got there, Don Rodrigo drew blood from another knight with his sword, prompting the king to announce a "joust to the death" later on, with Germany and Spain fighting against England and France.
That evening, the joust resumed, this time "to the death," and Don Rodrigo promised that not only would Germany and Spain defeat their enemies; they'd "cut up the flesh and feed it to the dogs!" And of course, we Spaniards cheered him even louder because of it. He was a bastard, but he was our bastard (he was assigned to us by seat placement; that's serious business!).
In the joust, he knocked both of the enemy knights off of their horses, and in the resulting battle on foot, Don Rodrigo and the German knight managed to corner the wounded English and French knights, and were about to deliver the final blow...
...And then the enemy knights slipped out of the way, and Don Rodrigo and the German knight accidentally impaled each other, delivering swift justice to the Spanish jerkass and his German ally. We alternately booed and laughed; it was no surprise that the raving lunatic would get his comeuppance in the end.
The visitors had some really amazing costumes among them. Alongside the knights, nobles, elves, wizards, barbarians, and pirates, we had multiple Maleficents, Thors (plus a couple of Lokis), and Knights of the Watch and other Game of Thrones characters (one of them was a spot-on Sansa Stark, and we had a couple of great Wildlings), plus two or three Links and a Kratos. Special props go to the men and women going with skimpy outfits in spite of the cold. We had a lot of half-naked barbarians and ladies who must have been freezing. It was also very sweet to see the dude from Assassin's Creed pushing around a stroller.
We had weirder costumes, too: Shrek and Fiona, Finn the Human, Star Butterfly, Dipper Pines, Vegeta and Android 18 (somebody shouted "that's not a canon relationship!" and they shouted back, "it's an alternate timeline!"), lots of Deadpools, a whole family dressed as the Guardians of the Galaxy, Phasma from Star Wars, and not one, but two Mermaidmans from Spongebob Squarepants.
The second day was still bitterly cold and rainy, but it was fun. We had a guy doing a fire whip routine where he'd do tricks with lassos and whips, and sometimes the latter was literally on fire. He'd put a bottle cap on his head and smack it off with a flaming whip, joking that that's how he went bald.
I made the mistake of visiting the Museum of Cruelty, though. I walked out 20 seconds after visiting the second floor ("Nope; I'm out"), but really, I shouldn't have gone in at all. Basically, it was about medieval torture practices. The first floor was the "before" part, and the second floor was the "after." That kinda messed me up for a while. I had to keep reminding myself that none of that stuff has happened in hundreds of years and we live in a more enlightened world now.
There was a show in the garden where this woman dressed as a statue did a very slow dance while water streamed from her fingertips and her head. It was very cool and very calming, and on the way, I got to walk along a small river. The whole park where the renaissance fair took place was very green, with massive trees covered in vines and ivy. Back home in San Antonio, we don't have many trees that tall, and stuff usually isn't so green.
The rain recently has been crazy. We drove from Tombul to San Antonio today, and it never stopped raining for more than a moment. It was just a drizzle, and the volume didn't change, either--it was 170 miles of a light drizzle stretched across a fraction of Texas.
We saw the same joust routine as we did yesterday, but it was very stormy this time, and we were in the England section instead of the Spain section, which meant we got to cheer for Don Rodrigo's well-deserved impalement at the hands of his German ally. Just as the announcer proclaimed the victors, thunder struck.
I listened to a band called Istanpitta, a pair of violinists, a lute player, and a woman with a light drum (she played it in one hand, like a tambourine, but without the ringy thingies) playing songs from the 15th century. No one seemed to be paying them much attention, which seemed unfair considering their talent, so I started recording them with my phone, and soon other people started crowding around to listen (humans are very much herd animals). The band seemed much happier and more enthusiastic when they had an attentive audience to play for, which made me happy. I got one of their CDs, the first time I've ever bought a CD from public performers. It feels good to support people.
I spent about 6 hours on my feet today and my hips are aching from the uncommon strain (I live a sedentary lifestyle; I'm a homebody by nature), but it was worth it. I got to see and hear a lot of cool stuff while surrounded by greenery.
We had some friends over last night for dinner and board games. We don't get out much, so its rare that we see friends. We had an absolute blast and are exhausted today, but it was soooooooo worth it.
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https://www.webtoons.com/en/thriller/finality/chapter-1/viewer?title_no=1457&episode_no=1
I think I've still got the first few issues of ADS in a box somewhere.
On another note, my computer lives again! Mwahahah! Turns out it was a bad adapter.
Aurora and her starter.
Kind of OP, I know.
It is under spoilers now, sorry about that.
Oh, and I got turned around on the way home and we ended driving through one of the rich neighborhoods. I got a good laugh out of the suburban homes that had legit stone fountains out front. It was pretty silly.
VR has motion sickness issues that I'm not sure can be fixed through software. I think the only way I'd be able to tolerate motion-heavy VR stuff would be to take an anti-emetic every time, but it'd probably have to be very strong; I get motion sickness very easily. A lot of people might not be able to enjoy VR without medicine to block the nausea.
I have a small one. A submission of mine was featured on a horror/biology blog today. Once a year after Halloween, Bogleech.com looks at nightmares that people submit and makes fanart of the monsters in them. I'm a huge fan of monster movies and I'm pretty giddy that other people like something my brain came up with.
Modern internet + no more money? Things are taking a turn.
The juggler never spoke during the whole performance, and communicated entirely through pointing, honking a tiny horn, and glaring at people. He would give ugly looks to people who arrived late to the show, and even stole someone's phone and threw away someone's shoe (it was hard to tell how much of this was staged and how much was improvised; some volunteers in the audience were almost assuredly actors). The running gag was that he would do all these impressive tricks, and then the audience ended up cheering much louder for his assistants than for him (especially when they pulled pranks on him), and then he would glare at us and make insulting gestures and shake his head to himself. Even though he never spoke, he had a very vivid character, and it was fun to see him get frustrated when the show wasn't going his way.
They had a joust going on, and it was very loud. They had four knights representing England, France, Germany, and Spain. Our part of the bleachers was Spain, and our knight, Don Rodrigo, was a bloodthirsty jerkass who boasted and shouted and kicked other competitors when their backs were turned. I missed most of the jousting in the second round since I was running late trying to eat a spinach quesadilla in the rain while I was completely lost, but shortly after I got there, Don Rodrigo drew blood from another knight with his sword, prompting the king to announce a "joust to the death" later on, with Germany and Spain fighting against England and France.
That evening, the joust resumed, this time "to the death," and Don Rodrigo promised that not only would Germany and Spain defeat their enemies; they'd "cut up the flesh and feed it to the dogs!" And of course, we Spaniards cheered him even louder because of it. He was a bastard, but he was our bastard (he was assigned to us by seat placement; that's serious business!).
In the joust, he knocked both of the enemy knights off of their horses, and in the resulting battle on foot, Don Rodrigo and the German knight managed to corner the wounded English and French knights, and were about to deliver the final blow...
...And then the enemy knights slipped out of the way, and Don Rodrigo and the German knight accidentally impaled each other, delivering swift justice to the Spanish jerkass and his German ally. We alternately booed and laughed; it was no surprise that the raving lunatic would get his comeuppance in the end.
The visitors had some really amazing costumes among them. Alongside the knights, nobles, elves, wizards, barbarians, and pirates, we had multiple Maleficents, Thors (plus a couple of Lokis), and Knights of the Watch and other Game of Thrones characters (one of them was a spot-on Sansa Stark, and we had a couple of great Wildlings), plus two or three Links and a Kratos. Special props go to the men and women going with skimpy outfits in spite of the cold. We had a lot of half-naked barbarians and ladies who must have been freezing. It was also very sweet to see the dude from Assassin's Creed pushing around a stroller.
We had weirder costumes, too: Shrek and Fiona, Finn the Human, Star Butterfly, Dipper Pines, Vegeta and Android 18 (somebody shouted "that's not a canon relationship!" and they shouted back, "it's an alternate timeline!"), lots of Deadpools, a whole family dressed as the Guardians of the Galaxy, Phasma from Star Wars, and not one, but two Mermaidmans from Spongebob Squarepants.
I made the mistake of visiting the Museum of Cruelty, though. I walked out 20 seconds after visiting the second floor ("Nope; I'm out"), but really, I shouldn't have gone in at all. Basically, it was about medieval torture practices. The first floor was the "before" part, and the second floor was the "after." That kinda messed me up for a while. I had to keep reminding myself that none of that stuff has happened in hundreds of years and we live in a more enlightened world now.
There was a show in the garden where this woman dressed as a statue did a very slow dance while water streamed from her fingertips and her head. It was very cool and very calming, and on the way, I got to walk along a small river. The whole park where the renaissance fair took place was very green, with massive trees covered in vines and ivy. Back home in San Antonio, we don't have many trees that tall, and stuff usually isn't so green.
The rain recently has been crazy. We drove from Tombul to San Antonio today, and it never stopped raining for more than a moment. It was just a drizzle, and the volume didn't change, either--it was 170 miles of a light drizzle stretched across a fraction of Texas.
We saw the same joust routine as we did yesterday, but it was very stormy this time, and we were in the England section instead of the Spain section, which meant we got to cheer for Don Rodrigo's well-deserved impalement at the hands of his German ally. Just as the announcer proclaimed the victors, thunder struck.
I listened to a band called Istanpitta, a pair of violinists, a lute player, and a woman with a light drum (she played it in one hand, like a tambourine, but without the ringy thingies) playing songs from the 15th century. No one seemed to be paying them much attention, which seemed unfair considering their talent, so I started recording them with my phone, and soon other people started crowding around to listen (humans are very much herd animals). The band seemed much happier and more enthusiastic when they had an attentive audience to play for, which made me happy. I got one of their CDs, the first time I've ever bought a CD from public performers. It feels good to support people.
I spent about 6 hours on my feet today and my hips are aching from the uncommon strain (I live a sedentary lifestyle; I'm a homebody by nature), but it was worth it. I got to see and hear a lot of cool stuff while surrounded by greenery.
How's Jodie Whittaker's Doctor Who *actually* doing so far?
Clue: it's bigger on the inside. And the outside, in fact.http://www.digitalspy.com/tv/doctor-who/feature/a870425/doctor-who-series-11-ratings-down-success-decline-jodie-whittaker/?fbclid=IwAR31TtvTsdaIN3zg21AhK6TbML6SHP4Ok6TZnkDRu997pdbi7l8H_41zh9c
And for comparison, the 4th Doctor's first season- that nearly killed numerous cast members!
Doctor Who and the curse of season 12 – Tom Baker's deadly first year in the TARDIS
http://www.digitalspy.com/tv/doctor-who/feature/a857834/doctor-who-season-12-curse/Grab your favorite costume and get ready to meet some "super" celebrities from November 30 to December 2!
https://www.whas11.com/article/news/local/supercon-kentuckys-largest-comic-con-event-soars-into-louisville/417-617113965?fbclid=IwAR1EtyvxMABAJgjGg-csnfKRkAbigQCwbx1lsqNma0c6RA6l-qLX2tnkaWs
That frog is made up of five models.