Chasing sleep
This was drawn at 3:30am on a sleepless night back in February. Luckily, that's a rare occurrence.
This was drawn at 3:30am on a sleepless night back in February. Luckily, that's a rare occurrence.
This was drawn awhile ago during the Borg's dreaded announcements. It was too soon to post back then. Luckily I have a long queue to protect me from the currentness of events.
Half my weekend was stolen by a late-afternoon Saturday headache caused by a trifecta: rapid change in temperature, no caffeine, and too much Naginata after too little exercise. I rebounded Sunday, thankfully. Between my headaches and our other activities, we managed to clean the dogroom floor. Now, if only we could convince the iggies not to mess it up again.
This one has been a long time coming. We celebrate our anniversary this week. We settled on the NY date this year. We plan to alternate every year, giving me two chances to forget.
Ah, the philosophy of a know-it-all. I know him only too well. It's another beautiful day in Metropolis.
Busy day ahead. I enjoyed creating this doodle. I like all my meta-doodle doodles.
Lots of new doodles these past few days. Too many pancakes this morning. Hard to form words.
Over the past two weeks, I attempted to install ethernet cables from the router (middle of the second floor) to (1) the computer room (far end of second floor), and (2) the TV room (opposite side from computer room on first floor). This involved climbing up into the monster-infested attic, and crawling around while trying to avoid falling through the ceiling.
Sunday was the penultimate day. I had already given up on wiring the computer room, and settled on just wiring the router through the attic to the downstairs xbox. You know, for the kids.
I had cut a hole in the wall in the TV room to receive the wire, and a smaller hole in the attic to send the wire downstairs. Not surprisingly, the wire did not get past the second floor. I made another hole in the second-floor bedroom (which is above the TV room) and after much trial and error, snaked a trial rope from the attic to that hole.
All that was left was to drill a hole from the second floor to the first floor and send the rope down to the first floor. What I failed to realize (until the bitter end) was that the wood under the second floor is six inches thick. After two runs to the hardware store, and getting the drill bit stuck twice (you think I'd learn after the first time), I decided to give in. I was so close yet so far.
I spent the rest of the day attempting to patch up holes: in the bedroom I made a nice 6"x6" hole in my attempts to drill and my more diligent attempts to get the drill bit out of the floor holes. I also managed to put a smaller hole through the wall on the stairs (other side of the bedroom wall when drilling diagonally down--I knew there was trouble when I saw the light).
I ran out of drywall patches, and I decided to cover up the TV room hole with an ethernet plate to make it look like I succeeded. I just have to remember not to plug anything into it.
Final Score
Villa: 4 (holes)
David: 0 (ethernet cables)
Short post after a headachy morning. We finally had rain last night. Not sure if it triggered the headache, or last night's Naginata workout.
. . . nothing at all. We went to a soccer game last night: the Seattle Sounders verse DC United (which is a different team from Manchester United, very different). We arrived a little before half time, and watched as the Sounders blew a 2-1 lead to tie at 3 (or something like that).
Tomorrow my internets get an upgrade. I also have big plans to drop ethernet wires in more rooms as I'm sick of fighting the losing wifi battles (draft-N my left foot!). This involves crawling up into the attic, fighting large spiders and insulation monsters, and trying to avoid cutting unseemly holes in the walls--at least avoiding it when Julie is watching.
Soon I'll be flying through the internets. Flying! This should improve the Horribles quality tenfold. Imagine, more bits on your screen, faster. I haven't exactly figured out how this benefits my overly large and thoroughly engaged internets audience. But somehow improving my video game playing and movie watching will indirectly benefit you, my dear readers.
After too much caffeine yesterday and waking up at 2am, it's been a strange and stretched morning. It might rain here. That would be nice.
Okay, so the closing is today, not yesterday. I was never very good at dates. I doodled new Horribles the last two nights. I might finally be getting back into the swing of things when it comes to Horribles. Other projects, however, may fall by the wayside (as usual).
I miss Hawaii. It's almost time to go back. Here's another photo Doodle.
The Castle is supposed to close today. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that everything goes according to plan.
Julie is sick. What happens when the doctor gets sick? . . . She takes Dayquil after coughing and fevering all night. Poor the Julies.
It's Friday again. This seems to be a weekly ritual.
I doodled this after we watched 30 Days of Night, a movie about vampires descending on an Alaskan town that has one month of darkness (which is obviously the perfect vacation place for vampires).
Another beautiful day in Seattle. Not sure what's causing it, but my headaches have returned with a vengence. I miss the cold and rain and headache-free days.
Bam.
He's figured me out. I don't doodle anymore. It's been a few days since I sat down with my pen. I have a few ideas, but certain secret projects and birthdays of the Julies have been keeping me busy lately. I'll get back into it so my queue doesn't get too tiny that I give up my life of doodling and return to the more sedate life of doing nothing.
The introduction of my conspiracy guy. Sometimes reading the internets gets me angry. He's usually the cause of my anger. He's made a few more appearences in my queue. Here's his first.
We're back from our trip to Victoria, B.C. Photos below. It was a fun birthday weekend.
A fish doodle with not a Horrible in sight. I based it on this Kauai photo. We leave tomorrow for Victoria, which means more photos, and more models for my Horribles.
It's been a while since I was stuck in the muck of depression. In these sunny times, I forget what it feels like. That's a good thing.
We're off to Victoria, B.C. this weekend to celebrate the Julies birthday. We're even taking a boat.
It's not a cruise (thankfully) but a boat to get us from point A to point B. Cruises scare me. Too many people in too small of a space with too much fake happiness. It's the introvert in me: cruises are designed for happy-go-lucky extroverts--people who consider meeting new people in strange environments an enjoyable and energy-providing experience. I hate those people.
I doodled this after watching the incredible movie Across the Universe. If I have to explain the doodle, then you didn't understand the movie. Come to think on it, I don't think I understood the movie either. Strawberries? Thrown at the computer screen? I don't get it. There's modern art for you.
Part 2 of the aborted adventure. Okay, so I can't tell stories. We've known this for some time. In this feeble attempt, the art got away from me. I'll try again one of these days once I finish my new Secret Project.
This is the start of what was supposed to be a multi-panel Horrible. I made it to two doodles. I'm terrible that way.
The week has started. Again. I can't figure out how to stop it. I woke up with no phlegm this morning. It is a glorious day.