Wow was that a dry spell. But when you only get two hours of sleep a night, I guess there’s good reason. And I don’t want to mislead anybody by saying “was” a dry spell, since I don’t really predict being all that prolific anytime soon. Basically, I’m still in school, working, and now attending the Portland Police Reserve Academy. All good stuff, but it doesn’t leave much time to do…

Well, I haven’t had much time to work on my art lately with school, the kitchen remodel, work, etc, so I thought I’d at least post the ones that I did have finished. A clever observer might notice that there is no Blue #1. That’s because I think it sucks right now, and I’m not going to post it until it’s better. Can I do that? Of course I can, I…

Superman gets a Spiderman complex? How lame is that? I mean, it’s been well known for a long time that I’m a sucker for Smallville, but come lately, I’m trying really hard to not like the show. It all started when Clark “broke up” with Lana (yeah, I think they were together for like, one episode or something), and gives her the whole “I can’t be with you because I’ll just…

*ding* *dong* *ding* *dong* (yes, that’s my poor, textual rendition of wedding bells, not a doorbell) All the best to Peachy in Vegas on her wedding day. May you be swooned by a hundred Elvis impersonators, do well at the tables, and have a groovy time. Replies: 1 Comment Why, purple and white were my wedding colors! (Okay, I didn’t really have wedding colors.) I’m back. The wedding turned out…

Thought I wasn’t going to make it, didn’t you? Well, feh. That’s what I say. Okay, maybe I cheated a little. But really, would you have ever known?

It occurred to me today, that no one is actually going to see the picture I post on the day of the wedding (or the day before, most likely). A) There will probably not be anywhere to go look at it, and B) everyone will have far more important things to be thinking about than an image of flowers. That and they’ll all be drunk. Like I wish I could be….

In a word… crazy. That’s the only way to describe it. I’m still in shock, actually, and I may be for some time. Imagine, if you will, that two people, both of whom you care for, end up becoming… involved. Normally, this might be a good thing. But then, it’s not quite so simple. See, one of them, you have unresolved issues with. Serious unresolved issues. Compound that with the fact…