Another journal

So. I’ve said this before, but you know how I write sometimes? And how I am a little super fascinated with City of Roses?

Well, like—I figured “why the hell not” and every Saturday (starting next week, on November 1*) you can read a chunk of this thing I am writing, with sometimes pictures in-between. I am blindly enamoured of the written serial and work best in short bits, so I guess it makes sense. I’ve got enough in the can to last into January, and I think I can keep the pace a while after, at least.

So anyway, yeah. Slow Build, coming to you Saturdays at about five (Pacific).

*Dia de los Muertos and All Saints Day

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.

I’d gone and forgotten about webcomics. It’s been over a year since I finished Space Goth*, which is still in the WCN top 100, a thing I find bizarre. I’d put webcomics out of my mind enough by this time last year that when a co-worker realised that was where he’d heard my name before, I was surprised. I was even more surprised when I realised last week that it’d been well over a year since I uploaded the last page with barely contained relief.

I still sometimes think in that sequential image way, which is why I made the opening monologue of Richard III into a minicomic. Part of me meant to stick it up on the web, but that part of my brain did not communicate itself very well, so, y’know—I didn’t.

But this week I finally remembered. So there. If you wanted to see the opening monologue of Richard III with boobies and smoking, have at it.

*And yes, the dear three people who care, there is an epilogue, it is written, just not drawn.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.

Okay, kinda basing off of something Jenn wrote a bit back, here are the places my ‘web presence’ touches down and what/why:

Social/Logging:
Twitter: Ceaseless Babble—I have the crappiest crap memory and I like observing things. I was keeping a little file on my mobile of stuff, but this way I can inflict it on others. I’ve also found it a nice way to keep in contact with folks, sometimes glancing against one another over a moment is the coolest thing.

Tumblr: From the Observatory—There are things I think sometimes that are too long for Twitter and not worth a ‘blog’. It lets me hyperlink like a nut and be more scatterbrained on subject matter.

Flickr: Photos and Pictures—I was, a long time ago that is getting close to a decade, a photographer. I was going to be a photojournalist, was on a track to intern with the Oregonian in college, etc. Other interests popped up and photography faded out. Now I live with a professional photographer and the itch to document visually is back. I really like to catalogue things visually. I like to look at stuff. You do not want to go on car rides with me. I am always excitedly pointing at things and making Chase think a rhino is about to ram us or something.

Journal/Blog: Something or Other—Pure self-interest, either what I’ve found or made or am doing. Y’know, what blogs are. And now I’ve got a fancy WordPress one that is all fancy. And it dumps into LJ, which is nice, because there are some nice things to Livejournal.

Media:
GoodReads: I am an Addict—You know how I know I have a problem? Sometimes I won’t do things that need doing because I would prefer to read. When I had people to hang out with, sometimes all that would be on my mind was my next fix. I am a special nerd-kind of sad that reads an obscene number of books a month.

Last.fm: Disco, Metal and God knows what—A hilarious percentage of my contacts on Last.fm have such dissimilar music tastes to me that I swear the bar goes into the negative. You can go and observe how I really only listen to about ten albums, over and over and over again.

Google Reader Shared: Newswire—I read moderately disparate stuff and am attracted to terrible or shiny things. GReader is also a source of a few ongoing in-jokes, which shows how ridiculously insular the group of us sharing together are. The same item will get shared multiple times between several people, as we back and forth make a comment.

Also:
Etsy—(Please) Buy the shit that I make and get it out of my house. I am going to drown in it.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.

I’ve up and redesigned my portfolio site. It’s in a style that I like, but other people might hate. Eh. My business cards are now obsolete, but really the stylings I had before are, like, a precursor to the style there now, y’know—art historically (faintly, I’m sure, but I don’t mind). Anyway, if you see something broken or stupid, let me know.

Below is a screenshot of the opening page. I likes it.

There’s more tinkering to be done (the “Shop” button does nothing), but pretty much there it is.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.

For some reason, there is now “Street View” of the Forest Grove/Cornelius area on Google maps.  Below is a view of our “Downtown”.  It is a block square, pretty much.  If you look behind you, you may find one of our three (or four) bars and a lotto place. We also have two wine shops where people with these mythical things called “A Living Wage” go to booze it up.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.