so today phil calls me and asks if i wanna go bowling...

i went bowling tonight with phil, beth, and sarah!
yay!
and i had time, so i showered and did laundry, but more important than that
i did half a comic, which i am soon to go finish.
that will end the logic incarnate thing.

i told beth and sarah about their gifties, and they liked.
i should make something for phil, but i have no idea what.
it should take all the red yarn to make the duckie
but i'll have some of the green yarn left (or, what was it? light celery?)
appropriate that phil and beth would match, but still... what do i make phil?

i gave beth my idea for the slippers, and i definitely won't have enough left for those.
besides, she wanted them to match his night cap, so that's out.
if i have enough to make another hat, i'll do that.
after all, phil plays legend of zelda too.
though beth's will be much longer and more like the n64 hat
and mine and i hope phil's will be more of the super nintendo or old school nintendo length.

anyway, bowling kicked ass.
except on the bits where i sucked a lot.
which were scattered amongst the times where i did quite well.
it was boys against girls, and i don't remember who won
or even what my score was at the end of the night.

it was neat
one minute, they'd be pummelling us
and another minute, it would be us doing the pummelling
the funniest part was this.
i got a nine, after a bunch of not so good turns.
and sarah says "dan got a nine?!"
which she didn't have to apologize for, cause i thought it was really funny
but she apologized, which was nice of her.

then beth was tired, adn we brought her home, and then went to see improv.
ah, it was some funny improv indeed.
they let us in for a quarter less than everyone else.
though i had a five, and woulda paid full price, but they decided
after a little bit of talking amongst themselves, that i got me some 25 cents in change!
woo! go me!

but before all that, just after bowling,
we went to burger king, and got delicious food.
ah, it was nice.

and now i'm going to go finish that comic, and go to sleep.

conquest!

i posted to the list for the first time this month today.

i should post more often. i've just been lazy about it.

gonna try to do a comic again tonight. i've got some ideas.
they're okay, but i need to get these storylines done, and they aren't a part of that
not that i won't draw them. well, one of them anyway.
it'll make a nice little short, but the other i don't know about.

request!

my aunts got here today.
aunt shirley is staying with us.
aunt eileen is staying with aunt alice, who lives up here.
um. that's about it on that subject.

we're gonna have an inquest!

i would shore like to hang out with my friends now or soon.
man, that'd be nice.
it *so* would.
i'm tired.

well, the whole wanting-to-get-yarn-while-i'm-out-today thing went well
i brought back that kirby game
not a bad game, overall.

i got a new big hook, which is like beth's
and yarn with which to make lovely things.
i'm thinking that i should make a red duck for sarah
and a link hat for beth.
so i got yarn for those purposes.
i know i can do the hat, but i'll have to make up bits of the duck as i go
i don't have stuffing for it, but i'm hoping that by the time i need it
i'll have money to buy some.

i think i have a dollar left over from my shopping.
pathetic, eh?
but i got the things i needed.
and now i can make nice gifts for people.
for what occasion, i don't know
no occasion, really.

i should do some comics.
i don't wanna be stuck without any for my friends to read.
besides, ya know, just wanting to do them, cause i really like coming up with stuff.
i should do the editing on gregore first though, i think.
though i don't suppose it matters, it'll all be there when the other stuff's finished anyway.

i got severe tire damage!
what a damn good album!

very much so, in my opinion.
i need to get a job to get those accordion lessons.
then i can play. and play.
surely then someone will give me some lovin!
but prolly not.
more of the same.
hmph.

really though, me and phil talked about getting together on something musical.
i should learn how to play more instruments though.
but i think the one's i've got are alright for now.

i think i might be coming down with something
the other day, i sounded like i had a cold
and today, my throat is threatening to mutiny
"ar har har, i'll make ye sad and be sore all the live long day!"

my aunts from florida are coming up to visit
we might go to medieval manor again

i should learn to play the banjo.
and the ukelele.
i should have money to pay for those things.
damn the man!

gasp! erika saw eddie izzard on whose line is it anyway once!
i must see this! now!
or, you know, later.
must see!
rar!

i'm in a pretty good mood tonight.

oh, i've got an itchin to do a buncha stuff!
and what a bunch!
sitework upon sitework!
i'm thinking heavily of putting comics up.
it'd be neat, though i've no idea where i'd start.
maybe earlier comics.
neandercomics.
as it were.

really, it's a different flavor now.
and i'm sure it would just evolve again if indeed the gang does get back together
instead of reverting, which is another way it could go, but i don't think it will.
as life changes, so does art.
i think i've said that here before...

dan and i started writing our novel cause
we figured it'd be cool to have him, the more kerouac-like one, and me, the more burroughs-like one, doing a story together like kerouac and burroughs did on "and the hippoes were boiled in their tanks"
not that i write as close to burroughs as dan does to kerouac, but i have that sort of weird, somewhat subversive, complete lack of respect for authority, funny sort of thing going on. though whereas burroughs would go darker and more gay-sex-ity (way more, as i don't think i've had really any gay sex in anything i've written, but possibly, who knows), i usually just go for silliness, more on a monty pythonic tip.
it's a sort of gulliver's travels type thing. at first, as was my style, i would take forever and agonize over every little word, and only get one paragraph for dan's three or more. then after i had read some kerouac, i found myself more able to match dan's ramblings. this, though, is turning out much better, i'm led to understand, than the one that kerouac and burroughs did.

so i have to get to work on that, which i still haven't, but will very likely do soon.
what i like about dan and more recently erika (concerning art that is), is that i've noticed a little bit of lennon/mccartney going on, if only in myself. like, in both cases, so far as they go, each likes the other's work, and though i haven't worked with erika aside from writing a litle bit for her, and asking her advice on what i should do, i find that when she's got a new section of site up, or new comics up or something, it makes me want to do things. kind of spurring me on, ya know?
of course, with dan you get, in a way, the same sort of thing that you did with john and paul, where separately, they had different styles, but together, it just kinda worked. there was actually one day, one of the first we worked on it, where he wouldn't write until i did more, and i guess i did. there's some debate over who wrote what, actually, though all we really have to do is go look at the original printout, where my bits have capitals and his don't.
my brain feels like it's still awake, and that's fantastic. really wonderful.
maybe now i can do some... anything.

i had a dream last night that was all about weed, apparently.
dan had a pipe, like a regular old pipe (except there was something odd about it), and we had smoked it from that, and then phil and i were smoking it in a hotel room, and his lit end glowed green and my lit end glowed blue, and it reminded my of tatl, from majora's mask. at least it did when i woke up, i don't know if it occurred to me in the dream. i don't know what else the dream was about, but i know there were other things involved other than drugs. it was weird. very weird.

i read one whole section of walden before putting it down.
but i *had* read the rest of the previous one before moving on to that one
and i started the one after it when i finished , but then i went to bed.
i was sleepy.
like now.

time to go eat chinese food.

i have decided that i'm going to read the rest of walden tonight
or at least as much of the rest of walden as i can before i feel like putting it down
i really should finish that, i've been reading it for a while

mailed mz. rabbitt today, shame about not being able to just up and go to the school to visit
what a fantastic lady, good friend of mine, she is.
a tiny fountain of wisdom which shall never run dry.
(she's not that tall, ya see)
she's a big thoreau fan, so i'm not so sure i can talk about walden without mentioning her even once.

did i forget to mention that sarah and lauren are back?
well, i know i mentioned lauren in the last blog, but
i don't think i ever really mentioned that they were back.
they are.
no more them in california.
lauren said if they go back there, i should go too.
lotsa oldclothes stores around, she said.

to use a lame-ass dragon ball z reference...
i've been thinking, for the most part, that my being miserable
and all teeth-grindy has been like i've been walking around all powered up for some battle
sort of like a super-saiyan (try to follow me here, i know this ain't the best analogy).
but lately,
lately i've been thinking that i've been walking around powered down
and that the intelligent, funny, quick-witted me is the powered up end
it used to be that i was like *that* all the time, but apparently that is not so anymore
which is a damn shame.
so that i've had it completely backwards for the past however long.
though i think that that side of me is on the rise again
i'm feeling it tonight, at least
damn being miserable, i wanna be funny.
it didn't used to take me forever to think.
i've just turned dumb is all.
like brak.
maybe not that far.
but man, i am so much smarter than this.
i just have to find it and use it.

something, as i was writing to mz. rabbitt tonight awakened in me
i don't know quite what to think of it
but what it feels like
is that my head has come out of the mud
and i can finally breathe.
like i have access to some greater level of function than i did before.
here's hoping i can hold onto it.