"You forgot a piece"
My first robot horrible! There are a bunch more waiting in the queue.
My first robot horrible! There are a bunch more waiting in the queue.
Some may claim I stole robots from Exploding Dog (only one of many robot drawings), or more recently discovered We the Robots (they're all robots!). I won't say that they're wrong.
I've always had a fascination with robots. I wanted to build one as a child. The closest I got was realizing that microchips are made from silicon which is made from sand. Turning the sand into silicon and then microchips was a bit beyond my capabilities. I did take apart a Speak 'n Spell, thinking I could use it as the heart and voice of my robot. I instead ended up with a broken Speak 'n Spell.
It took me this long to realize how easy it was to create a robot with an overpriced pen.
And thus ends the first collection of Robots. Was it as good for you as me?
Yesterday was a humdinger. While I have no idea what that world really means, I was thinking of terribly gray and awfully burdensome. Come to think on it, humdinger sounds too happy to be that depressed. Yep, the dictionary confirmed my suspicions.
As usual, the smallest things set me off. I should make that into a doodle! Oh, too late.
Today feels a bit better. We'll see if it lasts.
And the parade of robots continues. I didn't shave this morning. I usually don't shave every day, but it's been three days and today should have been a shaving day. That's me in the Horrible. Over the past few days my alarm clock has been chirping birds. It still wakes me up and I'm hoping it annoys Julie less (she sleeps in most mornings). What does this have to do with robots? I have no idea. I really don't.
The sun left us and the rain returned. There's a wind warning, and they warned us bicyclists to be careful out there. Luckily I don't bicycle in the winter. With any luck, I'll start again in a few months, once daylight continues through seven at night. Until then, I'm a driver, polluting the environment and creating stress for others on the road. I also listen to podcasts. This week has not been a good podcast week as my dog Button ate my Zune wire. Poor wire.
I woke up a bit later than usual. Yesterday was busy, and the hammer banging on my brains didn't help things. The headache passed in the evening to be replaced by queasiness from a questionable Tapas place. I decided not to cook last night because of the headache and the late night at work. Wow, that's too many complaints for a beautiful Saturday morning. I'll stop now.
Battlestar Galactica, oh how you started out so incredible and became such crap by the second season. Julie and I stopped watching it then. We loved the first season, somewhat enjoyed parts of the second season, and hated the rest. It murdered innocent old ladies. It did unspeakable things to polite society. It had such promise and squandered it by writers who forgot to plan ahead. The same thing happens to most animes: they start incredibly strong, but because they weren't well planned, they peter out and head in ridiculous directions. But at least BSG left us this Horrible.
It's snow-raining right now. This is by far the strangest winter. I had hopes that it would end well, with Spring sticking its colorful mug from the ground early. Hopes spring eternal, or something. For now I'll accept the snow-rain and get on with my day.
The Robot returns! Sort of. This weekend promises to be sunny and beautiful. I can't wait. (Yes, I realize I'm talking about the weekend on a Wednesday.)
Get this: yesterday, I spent four hours editing an old Nano. I actually edited words, outlined plot, and wrote. Yes, you heard me correctly, I wrote words (after deleting about 58k of the original words). I met up with a couple of people from my Naginata class that also wrote for the Marathon in the bucks of stars, and through peer-pressure, I was able to write. We'll see if I can keep this up.
Maybe I'll even share some of these words with my audience of two. Maybe.
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 sun has officially returned and things are looking up on this lovely Friday.
We practiced in Bogu for the first time yesterday. Outside of a little neck fatigue, and the inability to do even the simplest strikes with the armor, it went well. We'll see how practice two goes tomorrow.
Ah, Mr. Robot returns! This is my favorite laptop wallpaper (not that I would use one of my own Horribles as wallpaper--that would be egotistical and wrong on so many levels).
Afer a heavy rain last night, there is sun mixed with dark gray clouds this morning. I've been trying to convince myself it is Friday all morning. We're off to Taiwan next week for a vacation. I desperately need a vacation. This should work out swimmingly.
By request (hi, Kelly and Kelly's kids!). I particularly like how the dogs look. They're very cute if a bit smelly.
The Seattle winter weather has returned: rainy and fifties. Most of the icicles have melted on our fountain except for the bottom bowl, which is still partly frozen. I turned on the pump this morning but nothing happened. I'm hoping that it works once it completely melts. Otherwise I'll have to put on my toolbelt and start afixing. Or call someone. Definitely the latter.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes!
We found a great vegetarian Taiwanese place last night in Kirkland: Happy Cafe. They have vegetarian pork buns that taste like pork buns! We haven't had pork buns in quite a while. Julie bought a whole package to make at home (fun fact: pork buns taste better when microwaved than steamed).
It's sunny outside and in the upper 50s. Maybe those chirping birds yesterday really did know something.
I want my money back. This weekend was too short.
I love me some Evil Robot action.
I'm back after a four-day weekend in NJ. My niece did a wonderful job and had a beautiful party.
Dalia and Julie also survived the long weekend without me. I'm a bit late with the Week 8 photos. They should be up tonight.