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The Monarch



                                           Day One

       Friday night was low key enough for Jeff who'd gotten off of a plane from Salt Lake City early enough to make my night functioning brain cry tears of cerebral fluid.  My Sister, Jeff and I headed over for the initial walk through of the convention floor, barely able to contain pointing and jumping with glee for every costumed kiddie (they were probably all actually older than myself) and newly showcased toys, baubbles and video games. We played the new Hellboy time sucker for PS3 which reignited my inner couch potato and reminded me that my system is old and haggard. I eyeballed the Lost game but knew way too well that i'd stand there for hours trying to get Jack off of the island. All three of us laughed at the strangest thing we may have seen all weekend, the Sexual Orientation game...We couldn't play due to our confusion...
                                               

   That night we saw Neil Gaiman read three short stories, answer questions and then read from his upcoming book release. As a Gaiman novice, I never really got too far past Stardust, Neverwhere, and American Gods but after hearing him I had a new found plan to read read read the Sandman chronicles. I started with a few choice Death graphic novels considering that i'd already gotten them from Crazy Mike for Christmas..joy! After Gaiman, we headed over to Teany for the first time that weekend for food and Cake...the best Damn Vegan Cake ever...check it out! 
  Vegan Macadamia...yummy deliciousness...

                                              Day Two

Saturday is the big big day at the ComicCon, and so much so that they attempt to jam pack everything you want to see all at once so that you barely want to go to the bathroom for fear of missing something. We found out that the Big Hellboy 2 event including Guillermo Deltauro and Ron Perlman as guest speakers was at the same time as the Ghost Hunters talk with Jay and Grant. Now heres the thing, we definately chose the "hardest working plumbers since Mario and Luigi" over everything else. The other even was jam packed an hour before it even started and the Ghost Hunters were in a room that was lightly attended thanks to a talk by a British comic writer for Dan Dare (I had no idea what he was talking about, I just listened to his accent and day dreamed for half an hour meanwhile holding my spot second row for the Boys from Jersey). 
                             

The Ghost Hunters were great, and hosted by the ever handsome in person,

[info]divine_debris

 

And right after that, we met up with new pal Kate and long time awesome lady, 

[info]elayna_m who held an awesome spot in line for us for the Venture Brothers chat. Much to the chagrin of the boyos behind us I might add but here's the deal...were the closest thing they were gonna get to cute girls being in their vicinity..i'm not pulling punches. Not to mention the fact that there was an amazing couple in front of Jeff and I who kept necking ( I think that's the correct term for it.) comics are for lovers. We were sure to make constant fun of them, loudly. 
    The chat was peppered with no really new information about the show, no show stopping revelations or anything good but still it was hillarious because the members of the group including Jackson Publick, Doc Hammer, and some of the voice talents were all constantly argueing amongst themselves.  It's like sitting in an audience to watch them give the commentary from the Dvd's.  It was great.  Although the one guy on the panel who was the moderator, a) didn't do the best of jobs, b) handed out candy after I asked him reluctantly, and c) looks like the guy from Blues Traveler...nough' said.
   Here's a photo of the cutest Monarch who fiance came dressed as Dr. Girlfriend as well and asked Doc to be the priest at their upcoming wedding.. high-larious.
  
   After all that, we went back to Teany for the second time for more food and even more cake...here's Jeff's red velvet cake...
                              

Then we rushed back to the hotel, the fabulous New Yorker to put up a very silly poster for a film called Wicked Lake in the bathroom, get changed and hurry back the convention area for a rockin' concert from Japan's TMF Revolution.  He's tiny, svelt, and the most beautiful woman i've ever seen.  He would interject the few Americanisms he could pronounce and it was the cutest thing i've ever seen.  The American kids were looking to the Japanese kids for how to dance and react to his songs.  The few they knew were the theme songs to particular Anime series.  It was also a good chance to watch the most adorable women who traveled all the way from Hong Kong to see him.  They told us that this was as close as they'd ever been able to get to him outside of Hong Kong.  He was well worth every minute of his performance.  And he loves the yankees ...so he's in.
  

And then the night rounded down with meeting up with Kate and elanya_m for drinks at the continental.  We had a blasty blast, but I still felt way too overwhelmed...spread that mess out guys your killing me.
                      
                                            Day Three

     
Sunday  was a light day...we checked out the last of the dealers goods, and basically took photos of our favorite kids in costumes.  We were a little annoyed that we missed the Nazis and Indiana Jones's dad combo who were headed to eat and on they're way out.  But we made up for it with the best damn Wookie costume i've ever seen.  And then it was off to Teany for a farewell piece of cake and on the road to home.  It was sooo much fun, and well worth the day of recovery that was Monday.
I'll leave you with our favorite photos of kids in costumes.




                                             

             Rebel scum!

 

  

 

Self Medication


 

     It's interesting how a little sun can bring out the best in people. For at least the past four months, I've seen a constant barrage of angry looking, sneezing, sniffling Architecture students who keep harping on how the Professors must hate each and every individual one of them. But today, unseasonably warm with that faint smell of Spring in the air seems to be a sort of magical aphrodisiac that actually had them smiling. To the students credit, a strong amount of the faculty is German, Australian and British and they seem austere to me when they're buying something as ridiculous as batteries. Not to mention that a fair amount of the students here are from warmer climates and much like tropical fish they couldn't last here if they tried.

     Syracuse is ,while I love it here dearly, a cold and ill tempered climate. It's the kind of place where we get snow in May, and everyone has a sense of apathy while wearing shorts in 30 degree weather. We're made of sterner stuff than the poor kids here that are from Puerto-Rico and Argentina, not to mention the students that are from Africa who have no idea what they've gotten themselves into. But today, it was different. There were smiling couples of kids on the front steps and packs of students in the cafeteria helping other students out...its was frigging dreamy. For once I didn't end up in line behind a complaining 18 year old who didn't get her latte with chocolate sprinkles like she asked, I got my black coffee with no incidences. Dare I say it, today has been a good day downtown.

    All the cheery mood is a heaping helping of just what I needed, I always find myself slightly depressed after seeing the Slackers (who played in Ithaca on Thursday night). Now I realize, I have no reason to be sad, they're my favorite band besides Elbow (an odd coupling but sure), and I'm going to be in NYC to see Elbow in the next few weeks so really i'm getting everything that I should want. But it's the post show sadness from knowing that you probably won't get the chance to see them for a few more months to possibly a year again that always gets me. But at least they were selling new merchandise to keep me company for the remaining time and I have a new bottle of wine at home that is begging for me to drink it and play the albums ad infinitum tonight. It's also a rare occurence considering that I get the house to myself and can watch Dylan Moran, drink myself into a slight stupor and paint. Of which you'd think would be a dangerous combination.

   I also have a need to finish the drawings for my tattoos this weekend, my good friend from Halo tattoos is asking why I haven't been around lately so i'm going to have to get my act together. I will say this though, I was going through my friends list on Myspace and do you ever find yourself wondering where the people that you had added that just aren't there now are at? I also have been denied by a few people that I was surprised by. If Morrissey will have me, I must be good people? right?

   But despite people like Victor Rice, that guy from Interpol who looks like a Nazi
 and Thom Yorke (i'm naming names that's right) i'm still determined to pull myself out of the friending gutter. So while I might be singing "Baby, where did our love go" i'll also be reminding all you denyers out there that , I still love Victor Rice's Version City album and will still remember fondly seeing him play at the Cooler and DJing at the Batcave, I still like Interpol (but I don't support Nazi's) and Thom..well your just mean, I'd like to think i'm good people.

    Plus, The Slackers put on a good show despite the usual grumblings from members about things that could've been better. And unlike most bands they strive to be people oriented and to remember your name. I'm always awe struck, dumb founded and amazed that a band that is on tour a good portion of there lives are nothing short of a delight to chat with. It was good fun finding out that Glen Pine loves Ghost Hunters as muchas my sister and I do, 

and chatting up the ever charming Marcus Geard before the show. 
It never hurts to see Mr. Rugeirro and to get a good hug too. It isn't often in our cold little town that we get to see good looking men in suits, thanks guys!

Next week, we're off to the NYC comic convention which should be a blasty blast, considering that we might get to see some fairly big names and hopefully buy shiny new geeeky baubles. And then the next weekend the dreamy Elbow will most definately be the cincher to an already pretty fab year. I'll do my best to post a few new pics in a few days and to put up the new pictures of some of my new paintings that i've been working on. Once I get all my work down (tattoo wise) i'll post pictures of that as well...I just need to get out of this tiny but happy little store and drink up some creativity.

"Sweet Jesus, i'm on fire... she has the meanest darkest sighs..." (Elbow, an audience with the Pope)

L

Stalking Germans


     Boredom has driven me online, and i'm finally stepping out of my cold weather hiatus.  After finally accomplishing our annual Christmas with our lazy but Local pals i'm feeling somewhat less weight on my shoulders-y...except a big "so sorry" to Aelfscene...I still am sitting on her very patient presents from her Birthday..makes me a very bad friend.  I'd fire myself but I need the cash.  This week my lazy ass will be mailing out, I finally got my schedule back to the basics which gives me more monkey time to do just that...monkey aboot like I like.  Have to take my puke ridden kitty to the vet on Monday which is ever the treat.  I just knew that yesterday wasn't going to go so well after he greeted me with the morning breakfast, and of course after I'd already gotten dressed.  They say the a pidgeon pooping on your head is full of luck, what do they say about puke on your new jumper?  Mild distress?
    So i'm downtown, in Armory Square (they call it historic but we know the truth) and i'm sitting in the worlds smallest store ever.  While I could really use a cup of coffee, A) i've had a coffee ridden tricky tummy for the past weekend resulting in the wish to throw up on others, and B) it means I have to close up shop to get it which is just sad and pathetic in and of itself....so no coffee..just the saddest looking water bottle for now.  But the threat of running into the bumbling Prof. and local favorite all around foreign kid, is ever so tempting.  Think David Tennant meets, Architecture Proffessor..and you have an angry little man who smells good.  He's a treat.  
   But beyond that , i'm happy to be out of the bowels of flu hell, and to have my room near to completion...I lack a rug.  Otherwise, nothing very exciting in life right now, except that in May i'll be lining up for a tattoo appointment.  Joy!
L
   

Feb. 9th, 2008


  

    Thanks to all for the fantastic birthday faire, Ellie, Leah, and Mom and Dad did the usual over the top present a go go i've come to feel spoiled by every year. Beyond the fantastic new clothes, going shopping with the divine miss Leah, and getting cake and booze (with a side of twizzlers ...my favorite) I got a beautiful bouquet of not only aesthetically pleasing flowers, but also practical for later.

    Lets talk food, um...i've eaten myself silly for the past two weeks on going. We had the most amazing Brownies from Ellie (http://www.expotv.com/videos/reviews/10/113/Twizzlers-Rainbow-Twists-19-Oz-18-Ea/221696), cupcakes that I had made for Leah's birthday from the "vegan Cupcakes take over the world" recipie, twizzlers (http://www.expotv.com/videos/reviews/10/113/Twizzlers-Rainbow-Twists-19-Oz-18-Ea/221696), two cakes, chocolate chip bread, cookies , thai food, olive garden, chineese...i'm on a side splitting, corset needing train (of which I did get one from Leah) where it derails and all the passengers die in a tragic, fiery accident just like in tideland.  So all in all, successfully fantastic and wonderful birthday, avoiding all blues and saddness over being over thirty.  Once I get my room settled i'll be sure to send along photos and updates...otherwise, i've updated my scrapbook with plenty of foolish pictures of myself to keep y'all satiated for awhile, so a big...THANKS FOR ALL MY STUFF!!!!








   

Spider
    So while I was away, I did spend the time learning a few very insightful life lessons that i'd care to share with everyone...
1) don't spend cash on ebay unless you really really can because otherwise, it's just really depressing
2) don't pick up a feral kitten
3) rabbies shots really do hurt like a bitch
4) don't drink tea that smells like candy necklaces, itr will only taste like them too
5) stay humble and remember that no matter how tedious your work is, your not carving tiny people out of plastic for your grad level architecture model
6) You can work an 11 hour shift, go home and bead for two hours straight afterwards.
7) Chineese food will always sound better than cooking at any time 
8) Pf fliers in flat black, are the greatest sneakers ever to buy
9) My secret tv crush's are as follows and in no particular order (I love you all just the same I swear it)
    ..... Doctor Cox on scrubs
   ......Earl on my name is Earl
      .....Hero from Heroes...I can't wait for that to come back
.....Dave! from Ghost Hunters...
   ..... Gob from Arrested Development...even though it's cancelled

and 
10) if you do drink the tea that tastes like candy necklaces, be prepared for the innevitable headache.

Okay, so apart from learning, i've been basically playing and investing way too much time on my cat, avoiding all the emails in my inbox...working like a crazy person, accepting raises at work, babysitting a tiny store in downtown for a good amount of money (see aformentioned raise), Missing my pal Silvie who moved to Seattle, ..looking forward to the Queens of the Stone age concert (thanks so much Leah), Looking forward to Ben and Jess's Star Trek wedding renewal in vegas, listening to the following albums over and over again
...Death to Sexy: the eagles of death metal
...wincing the night away: the shins
....Cast of Thousands: elbow
.... ringleader of the tormentors: Morrissey
....Era Vulgaris: Queens of the stone age
....Live from the bug house: Vic Ruggierro
....stranger on the sofa: Barry Adamson...

Otherwise, things we did ... Saw Morrissey finally, after having him cancell one show and reschedule another... read a million books on my list to finally get through..with a minimum of terror involved... felt gyped by the Harry Potter book..thanks so much JK... gave up trying to excercise for now, and have accepted the innevitableness of my current physique...zoftig is the term i'll use.   I'm in the estranged lover collumn again, for the only reason that I can give.. none and that's how I like it.  Feeling firm on the fact that i'm not interrested in anyone who uses drugs other than the good ole pal to me .. booze.  He's a good pal, he treats me mean sometimes but as pacifiers go it's been a good deal.   I made a kick ass chocolate cake with a mint chocolate icing that I think is made of evil indeed...and while I love to create I think i'm using my new found baking skills for evil instead of good which makes me the Swiss Mystery...and I think i'm in love with my tattoos..thats all from this peanut gallery.
L   
  

These are a few of my Favorite things!

rockstar sassy

     So apparently the best thing ever is playing non- stop gore and violence games ( my main man seems to be God of War 2...just love being able to make a little man on screen rip a Roman's head off...great) while pumping the Queens of the Stone Age on my mp3 player.  Now, I live at home so there's the occassional time that my Mother decides to have a good long conversation with me about something deep and introspective or the cat jumps on my lap unexpectedly and scares the living bejeweled Jesus out of me, but it's still good.  If you have the ability to download..in the pirateing way...Era Vulgaris..my friends it's the very glue that holds my most unstable soul together.  I spend all day shlepping insanely heavy box's, I go to the gym (a fat load it's not converting, but what can you do?) and then inevitably curl up fetal style on the couch, the clawed grip dead around the controller.  Sometimes, i'm classy and I have a straw from my mouth to the booze bottle.  It's wrong to call booze pain go bye bye juice, right?  But just in case you have no clue who the Queens are...well here's a good little video.. warning, not so much for the faint of heart, but cute lead singer indeed.  Great song as well, it's probably one of my favorites from the album.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcXCaXz0GbU

Science and Honor

Rocket Roll
                                                             ....Last night a robot saved my life.....
    I'm used to Slackers shows, I go ,I dance til I can't walk , sweat til I can't stand myself and then I usually go home with a sense of how much i'll hate to peel off my clothes for the night.  Last nights show was no real exception, except that the Slackers are on tour with the Phenomenauts, a band that kind of took me by surprise.  I wasn't expecting to like them, even want to stand through them..usually it's at least one to two bands with the loud loud horn section of doom and all the kiddies circle jerking themselves into oblivion.  But then,  after the rubble clears the boys in blue take it down a peg and play they're relaxed version of the music I love so.   I have to say that the very few times that a truly great opening band has bookended my usual sure bet could probably be counted on one hand, but the Phenomenauts just uped the anty to my esteemed second set of digits.   They were a sort of mix between Devo, the Stray Cats and Social Distortion all in one and yet the kitsch never tires you out and the robots never get old.  I enjoyed the set too much, and od'd a little on all the merch.  If it's one thing that I love it's when a band can sell me lots of things to sew to my portfolio case and myriad of jackets.  
    While even the hippest of the youngsters jumping up and down still didn't get the blinding white streak in the leaders hair, and the van being painted up and customized like the Mystery Science Theater 3000 planet, it wasn't at all lost on my friends, or myself.  It got me dancing and slapping my hip happily.  So I checked they're tour roster and they'll be back in Rochester in May...I couldn't be happier...what an awesome opportunity to wear my most spacey of gear. Plus, it's a second chance to see my favorite boys play as well...what could be better!  Everyone should check these guys out...they had me at "Rocket Roll". 
                           http://www.myspace.com/thephenomenauts



This Week in Pictures

Duckie
  So I did post a few really bad photos to my scrapbook..here's my time to share them with y'all.









Just so that you can see what i'm putting into the show when it comes to it.  I still haven't really heard any news about that so i'm a little bit confused but still optimistic that I will have the most (to say the least) unique entry.  It's the most tame of some of the things that i've been working on at this time.  I'm also no virtuoso with my mom's camera and the cats kept getting in the way so I had to put up a new one of Benny...my child in the scrapbook too.  
   Tomorrow night taking miss Silvie  to dinner for her birthday with all the gang...should be a very good time indeed.  Maybe i'll take the camera and try my hand at the whole process of making mementos .. not the scary can't remember who I am kind.

L
ps...ha .. that's funny..driving Miss Silvie...ha

Lacey Baldwin Smith and the Tudors

Crispin!

    So i've been totally ensconced in the Riches this season, because anything  that Eddie Izzard touches is grand and wonderful.  And that show has already surprised me with what they've been allowed to get away with on tv.  But the Tudors is killing me. I am a normal girl who likes to just watch Jonathan Rhys Meyers, he's man pretty and it's hard to deny that.  While the show's first episode reminded me more of a baudy romance novel, i'm just sort of sitting on the couch with the cats thinking..that man can do no wrong.  And to top it all off, i'm reading a book called "Fools, Maryrs and Traitors" by Lacey Baldwin Smith and it's contents are agreeing with the historical facts in the show.  I love the book, and am soaking it up daily (the chapter on Socrates was like a treat)
so to see it cooberate is sort of cementing the Thomas Moore chapter in my minds eye.  I had a few Professors attempt to relate the schism between the Catholic church and the Protestant church to me before and sort of understood it..but now, i'll just picture Sam Neil and Jonathan Rhys Meyers and all will be right with the world.
   Otherwise, I still don't have any set in stone dates for the art thingy..i'm still mostly just confused about the details of it.  But as soon as I get a good idea of the details and all that, i'll let everyone know... .  Also, im considering going for my usual hair cut tomorrow and telling that Leslie that It needs to be short again...i'm a little more than just slightly annoyed by the length it's at...I feel as though i'm in post hippy stage, with a touch of the David Cassidy today considering that not only are my roots showing but my color is fading to more of a dirty dusky color.  Gross!  I've been knitting up a storm and also finally finished the video game Okami last night  which has become my absolute favorite all time game.  It's just right in tone, characters, colors and pace.  None of the monsters are all that difficult as long as you follow all the clues and work out the puzzles.  Absolutely beautiful and frustrating at times but perfect for anyone who's just looking for a first person game to play that involves Bamboo brushes, spirit dogs and feeding the local wildlife.  When the trees burst into cherry blossom's it's so beautiful so much so that you become obsessed with getting it to happen.  I just purchased the first God of War so i'm sure that that'll be a new obsession soon.
I suppose I should get back to work...damn

L
      

   

Spider
       When feeling under the weather at work, it's my usual preference to take on the joy's of slacking off but since the store's director is here it's just not the best plan ever.  Otherwise, i'm entering a campus art show thing, which means my painting of Little Red Riding Hood will be on the wall next to say a needlepoint of two kitties.  Speaking of which, it's even harder to leave your said felines when they are comfy on your lap while your watching Mysteries of the Bible and feeling crappy.  But back to the painting thing, i'm not biased but I know mine will be the most unique thing entered...but hey, I suppose you just never really know.  Someone could surprise me and throw in a little pizazz.  Either way, looks as though Morrissey is in the works this year which makes me a happy child, considering that I wasn't really sure if I could go.  But i'm bucking the "I don't have any time off left" odds and going for broke.  Probably literally.  
    And then there are the usual things in life, like pinning down what i'm going to be when I grow up.  Will I move out ever or die in my parents house, or worse out live them and then take over the house.  Horrors.  But in the truest form of Scarlet O'Harra i'm just not thinking about that until tomorrow.  And then the next day and so on... today is raining and now i'm sad at work.
le sigh

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