|I've recently had the [opportunity/coaxing] to go through a number of years of accumulated stuff.* Every piece of paper I pick up reminds me of something: a receipt for scooter work done while on the road to/from Vegas, a map of Chongqing China, crossword puzzles from all sorts of places*, and lists galore (shopping, todo, comic ideas, addresses, work chores, etc.)
There is one thing I've come across that I can't quite figure out. I'm having trouble reading the handwriting and thought I might call on ya'll to see if you could decipher it. Highlighted in this picture is a signature. Does anyone have any ideas?
Over the next week or two, I hope to work up a few more Hey-
|Friday February 5 2010||File under: misc|
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|Back in September, I proudly posted about the wishing well that I built out at the quarry. Well, I had so much fun building it (and subsequently using it for wishes*) that I embarked on embellishing the space.
Another couple tons of rock and a goodly amount of work later, I'm proud to unveil the second phase of the Dreams Come True Pavilion. Like with the well, all the rock for this wall was gathered on premise, it's dry stack so no concrete was used*, and all the work was done by yours truly.
I'm so pleased with how this phase of the project turned out that I foresee phase 3 getting started in no time flat. That, along with some other exciting projects on the horizon, should make for a very build-y and project-y time in the coming seasons at the quarry!
(Here's an alternate angle picture that I couldn't quite work into the text.)
|Tuesday February 2 2010||File under: misc|
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|I'll admit that I'm not the easiest guy in the world to get ahold of via the telephone. Not having a cell phone and always either on the road or at a different housesitting job means that to track me down is no easy matter*. The solution which I have suggested to people in the past is to turn to the internet. Nine times out of 10, e-mail is going to be the fastest and easiest way to track me down anyway. But for those times when it's gotta be a phone call or if e-mailing just isn't convenient, there's now another way!
I've got a phone number. It's mine. Call it, and you will reach where I am, or, if I'm not around, it will go to my voicemail...usually. There are a few caveats. This number forwards to wherever I am, so someone else there might get to the phone before me. Don't be alarmed. And sometimes, it might go to another answering service. If you don't hear my voice on the answering service, it's probably best not to leave a message. But whenever you want to call me, you now have a way.
My number is 360-six one zero-7122. You can also send texts to that number. (Go ahead. Try it!) Or if you forget the number, you can just click the little icon above and you'll be connected.
|Wednesday January 13 2010||File under: misc|
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|I've just finished work on a project that I've had a good time with. It is a calendar to be sold for a fund raiser for the Bellingham Circus Guild. I think the finished product will turn out nice (although I'm not on the printing/assembly team). So if you are interested, be sure to get yourself one. Either talk to a member of the guild, or e-mail me and I'll act as middle man.
The project was very interesting on two fronts. For one, the layout of a calendar isn't so straight forward, at least with the way we decided to lay it out: the back of this page is the front of that page but upside down, etc. I had to make a mini-calendar to figure out the layout of it all. Working out the captions that go across pages was a task on its own. After working with it now for almost a month, I feel pretty confident that to do it again would be no problem whatsoever.
The second front that made the project interesting was one that has popped up in a few different projects of my recently. It goes like this: I pour quite a bit of effort into something, both technical and design effort. When I present the results of said effort to the "client" proudly, the criticisms I receive really affect me more than they should. Part of it is feeling that the suggester doesn't have a firm grasp of the technical implications of their changes (which means they have don't have an appreciation for my input). Part of it is a frustration that if the client had such strong opinions about the details of the thing, it would have been much more efficient use that from the get go instead of me putting in so much time making something that is just going to be deconstructed anyway.
I recognize that this is a symptom of collaboration and that this frustration is of my own creation. It is something that, now that I'm conscious of it, I can mitigate. All that said, however, being involved in projects like this bring me more joy and pride than frustration, so it's all good.
|Thursday December 17 2009||File under: jugging, misc|
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|As is becoming somewhat of a routine here on BdW, the Friday Comic is going to go on a bit of a hiatus while I'm on the road. I can only assume that it will start back up in full strength soon after the new year, as my enthusiasm for the project (originally slated to be 4 weeks long) is at an all time high. So hopefully a little adventure will manifest itself into a couple new comic ideas and the series will plod on towards magic number 100 in no time flat.
As a hold over, at least for this week, I thought I would offer up something I had totally forgotten about: my comic beginnings. I wanna say it was sometime between 6th and 8th grade that Ego Man was conceived (and lived out the remainder of his short career). The drawings are even cruder than my current drawings, but there is definitely more plot. In briefly glancing through, I even detected a romantic subplot. Anyway, I scanned a few pages* for your enjoyment*. Page 1, Page 2, Page 3(with special guest artist Andrew from Brothers Root), and Page 4
|Thursday December 3 2009||File under: misc|
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|I slept on a boat last night*. I was in Bellingham for Vaudevillingham and was starting a housesitting gig the next day so didn't want to go home only to come back. Amiel was good enough to let me crash on his boat. Not only did this up a lagging stat on my Sleeping Around calendar, it turned out to be quite an experience.
The winds throughout the night were ripping. Data from the nearest weather station (as so awesomely visualized here) showed sustained winds of around 35 units per unit* with gusts well into the 60s. This made for lots of rocking and, to a greater degree, noise. A couple of times, Amiel came sprinting through the cabin to make sure we hadn't had the mast ripped down or been dragged out to sea.
On a walk through the marina in the morning, this only damage we saw was a boat knocked off it's trailer. From the apocalyptic sounds from the night before, I was expecting to see the little boats impaled on the big boats masts. Too bad. That would have made a good blog post.
|Monday November 16 2009||File under: misc|
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|A while back, I did a post called Crafts Camp about how crafting can be, for lack of a better word, good*. Well, things have been slow recently for me (no housesitting, adventures, etc.) so I've used a little of my time for semi-artistic endeavors once again. As with last time, making stuff feels good, even if it isn't going to win any awards. And when it comes to stuff, I'd much rather have a lumpy handmade bowl or less than perfect sweater made by myself or someone I know than something that you might see in a museum or fashion show.
Yesterday, I worked on 3 different genres of crafts. I fashioned the above spoon from the cherry tree I removed from our front yard. I've started curing the wood for a second, hopefully better one. Then I did some stained glass. Neither picture turned out great but here they are anyway: a geometric sun(?) and a juggling club. Lastly, I finished up a hat I started knitting last year.
All this crafting and I still managed to fit in more hours of t.v. than I care to admit. At least I can feel like I accomplished something (even if it is just creating a sliver delivery device).
|Saturday November 14 2009||File under: misc|
|Have you ever played headlamp croquet? I didn't think so because before this weekend, the sport didn't exist. I was involved in the inaugural game and it couldn't have gone better*.
This weekend, I went over to the Olympic Pennisula (Sequim specifically) for a little adventure. I was thinking hang out with friends, eat some good food, play some frisbee, etc. In addition to all that, I got to participate in the beginning of a movement. Keep an eye out for headlamp croquet coming soon to your neighborhood.
While it could probably go without saying, here's how you play:
1. find some night. The darker the better.
2. Set up a croquet set.
3. Put on headlamps.
|Tuesday November 10 2009||File under: misc|
|Back in May, I embarked on a little experiment. I planted oats (remember?). The skeptical among you might be saying to yourselves, "That doesn't sound like much of an experiment." To that I say, "Please save your questions until I'm finished."* The premise of my experiment was this: plants grow. That's what they are programmed to do. All this micro-managing that we impose on our growing of plants helps increase yield, allows us to grow plants not well-suited for our climate, etc. but my theory is that it isn't necessary. If you put some seeds in the ground and walk away, they will grow.
I'm pleased to report that my oats did just that. Despite having one of the longest rain-less periods in years, my oats, which I didn't weed, water, or fertilize, grew just fine. Had I done any of the above, I'm sure they would have grown better, but without doing anything, I still produced a yield. And while I'm sure this plant-and-walk-away method won't work for every crop, it works for oats here in the Northwest.
This concept, that plants grow, really makes me happy for some reason. It reminds me that many things in life are often much simpler than we are taught. It makes food production accessible to me, even though I may not be willing to devote 2 hours every other day to its pursuit. It reinforces that biology hasn't been completely reversed with all our fancy cross-breeding and specializations. Basically, I just think it is neat.
Now what to do with the oats? Stay tuned and you will see.
|Thursday October 8 2009||File under: food, misc|
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|This weekend, I cruised on through Port Townsend to check out their much talked about kinetic sculpture race, basically human powered sculptures that have to navigate road, sea, and mud but somehow put the majority of the focus on showmanship. Luck would have it that I missed out on seeing the race and instead had to settle for the tail end of a parade and the safety check, but I wasn't disappointed.
The entries(/sculptures/racers?) were pretty dang cool, both with creative decoration and sometimes creative propulsion, like this vehicle that is powered by the driver essentially bobbing up and down. You can tell that all the participants put a lot of time into their creations, whether they looked race worthy or not.
The theme for the event was something to do with Alice in Wonderland*. People dressed up, many of the entries were themed, there were tea parties in the street, etc. From the brief exposure I had to the whole thing*, it seemed that just as much focus is placed on the non-racing participants (judges, supporters, general crowd, etc.) as on the racers themselves. Basically it was just a big happy creative event. I'm glad I got a peek.
|Saturday October 3 2009||File under: events, misc|
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