jackshoegazer: (My Back Tattooo)
I've given up the idea of a regular schedule eventhough I work the same hours every day.  There's usuallly so much oddness going on that each day is totally different than the one before.  Jacquelyn has been working on a ton of projects for school, so she's been home late every night this week (and we see no end in sight for the rest of the week!)

Last night, I made falafel and sweet potatoe fries.  Tonight I made a faux-chicken yellow curry.

Ethan got his first report card for sixth grade, and it's all A's and B's!  He rocked A's in Art, Language Arts, Band (he's learning the alto sax), and PhyEd.  The B's went to Math, Science, and Social Studies.  Not bad, dear boy, not bad.  Tee wee lad also decided to start a clothing line for his AlienHousewives website.  He's also done quite a bit of updating since I last posted about his website, including sequels to some of his slideshows.

It is late (for me) and I should be going to bed, so I'll leave you with some more photos to peruse, then go get some of that patented "Sleep" I keep hearing so much about.




Good night and good luck.
jackshoegazer: (Ethan's Feet)
For those who didn't know, Ethan won the XBOX360 and picked it up last week.  Thank you to all those who helped us out, you've made a young pre-teen monkey of a boy very very happy.  We took some pictures to commemorate the occasion, so thus I present you with the tale of...




Thank you again, my friends.  Jacquelyn, Ethan and I sincerely thank you!
jackshoegazer: (MOnkey)
Good morning.  Ok, so it's almost one in the afternoon, but I just finished breakfast so it's still morning to me.  Later I will head out for some errand-running and laundromat-visiting, but for now, I am procrastinating to the best of my ability.  Like playing around in Photoshop to make this portrait, this self-aggrandizing picture.



So now what, you ask?  What's going on?

I haven't been around much, I haven't even turned on my computer this week.  My power supply is all fucky so it takes upwards of a half of an hour to get it started.  Ethan started school this week and between family time and dinner and whatnot, I don't have the energy or time to sit around and get it up and going.  I've been checking in here and there with certain journals, but I haven't time to read everyone right now.  I've got my weekends to try and catch up, but it's just too much.  You people will just have to stop posting.  Not.

Everything has been great, actually.  Ethan is adjusting to his new school quite well, in fact it seems to be his favorite school and favorite batch of teachers yet.  His main teacher sent a note home informing me that he is an excellent student, very smart and quite creative.  I had a revelation about middle school as I dropped him off the other day.  There was a trio of girls walking down the sidewalk, obviously 8th graders  in the midst of puberty, appearing much more like high school students.  Directly behind them was another trio of girls yet to be pillaged by adolescent hormones.  They were small and looked like young children.  MIddle school is this strange place they put you for those most awkward years when we transform.  The middle school chrysalis, the junior high cocoon.

Jacquelyn has overloaded herself with coursework as usual, so she's sufficiently challenged and fretting.  We made a brief appearance at the Geography Department picnic.  I mostly talked with her advisor's wife about child-rearing.  I don't know jack-patooty about geography.  Most of the people seems to be broken off into little groups talking shop.  I felt sufficiently silenced by that, uncomfortable in the way of a family reunion where you barely know anyone and feel like you should talk to people but can't bring yourself to do so.

Afterward, we went to [profile] kiwikat and [profile] shevus' place to get caught up as we haven't talked to them in quite a while.  I had a headache from hell on top of major sinus congestion, so add that to a week of waking up at 5:30am, we didn't stay too long, but ties have been sufficiently reconnected, reconstructed and now I've seen some good videos of a guy juggling to music.  All is well in the world.

I just finished Oh The Glory Of It All by Sea Wilsey which was excellent.  I've started Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell.  I've been a book devouring fiend.  I'm pretty much on schedule for my FIFTY BOOK CHALLENGE.  I'm going to shower and get motivated.  There's alot to be done before Ethan comes back from his mum's place, wo I must bid you adieu!
jackshoegazer: (Pet Monkey)
Sometimes it's hard to type when you have two cats on your desk and one on your shoulders.

Sometimes. That's all I'm saying.

Before I go to bed, I figured I'd post pictures of my hair cut. It's not that different, just shorter, which is what I asked for. Though, I also asked for a bit of texture and chunkiness as well, which failed to materialize. Anyhooo, here is one view, which is actually two views, and here is me getting carried away with Photoshop.

Jacquelyn just called and told me her laptop has gone all screwy and won't boot. I need you all to pray to the Computer Gods that it's just a weird fluke and it will be fine by morning.  OHM.

Thank you and good night.
jackshoegazer: (FourSquare)
Did today even happen?  Was I there?  How is Friday over already?

Let me give you the rundown...

Eight and a half hours of sleep, then six hours of work, then bank errands and phone talking and then Ethan arriving and then dinner having and then Ferris Bueler's Day Off watching and then Power Point playing and then good night saying and now LiveJournal typing.

And then...

NO AND THEN!

My good friend Mitch from Ecstatic Productions and Chris from Outlawed Productions both called me today to ask me if I'd do a pre-flyer and then a large, main-flyer for a Labor Day camp-out rave called Even Closer, a parody/homage to the infamous Drop Bass annual summer camp-out, Even Furthur, the last of which took place in 2001.  Can you say holy-grammatically-correct run-on-sentence, Batman?

Yes, Robin, I can.  "Holy-grammatically-correct run-on-sentence."

Wait, let me get a glass of water.  Hold on a second...  Ok, that's better.  Water is good, dehydration is bad.

Speaking of raves... some of you may have seen this picture before, some may not.  It is of me with my friend Jana at Rave 'Em & Bail-E 3 in July of 1999, at the height of my raving career.  Compare that to this picture which was taken on May 30th of this year.  Almost seven years separate these two snapshots of my life, but you would never guess they were even of the same person.  Hell, compare both of them to this picture from my junior year in high school, way back in ancient 1993, a massive gap of six years before the raver picture.

One might say I like to reinvent myself.
jackshoegazer: (KIndergarten)
I will turn twenty-nine this summer. For those of you who are quick with the arithmetic, you might notice that I was born waaaay back in ultra-hip 1977. And for those of you who don't remember, the 70's bled right over into the 80's.

Trust me, I'm building toward something.

When I was about about four or five, my sister Angela was in the three to four range, and my half-sister Candice was chillin' out around a year or so. My father had recently gotten married, his second wife, Vicki.  This happy household was living in southern Indiana, in Columbus to be exact. I was soon to start kindergarten at Fodrea Elementary.

In a moment, I am going to show you our family photo from this miraculous time period but first I want to know; are our children going to look back on the haircuts and fashions of the 2000's and shudder, crying out, "Why, oh why, dear mother, dear father, did you dress me like that?!"

Because what we wear now doesn't seem terribly wrong or embarrassing in retrospect. But when I look back at this, I wonder what they were thinking back in winter of good ol' 1981.
jackshoegazer: (Funny Face For a Moment)
I am not feeling the urge to be a clever wordsmith this evening, so perhaps I will give you a pictoral pastoral, if you will, an idyll idle for your loopy logical left brain and allow the razzmatazz right to feast!

The ides of March will bow before the tides of film. )

And thus, I conclude this visual smorgasbord of current events. Now I must find entertainment that will stimulate my mind without the impairing crutch of caffeine. Perhaps I'll dig back into Robot Monkey which is, pardon my Middle English, attested in pseudo-Latin, fucking hilarious.
jackshoegazer: (Brain In A Jar)
I have arrived home from work. I was falling asleep on the bus, which you can see me waiting for here. I don't think I snore sitting up. Surely someone would notice the buzz saw noises and my nodding head and give me an elbow to the ribs. Surely.

My lovely and talented girlfriend, a.k.a. [livejournal.com profile] antarcticlust is miserably sick with the same cold I've had since Friday. This is the first time I've had a cold/flu/bug/illness that has lasted more than a day since last spring. My super immune system and I are almost done with this one, but Jacqui's bout of blah is just peaking. I wonder what the vegetarian version of the magical chicken noodle soup cure is.

My nervous system has gone into power-saver mode and my neural screensaver has just kicked in, playing star fields and animated fish across my visual display. Nightynight!
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Ethan rolling down the northeast mound of Aztalan on March 26, 2006.
Photo by [livejournal.com profile] antarcticlust. Editing by [livejournal.com profile] jackshoegazer.
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I need a new face icon, or rather, I want a new face icon, something not so winterish, since winter seems to be over.

Hence I want to replace this: Image hosting by Photobucket
with either this: Image hosting by Photobucket
or this: Image hosting by Photobucket

and I can't decide which.

And while I'm in a picture mood, I thought I'd give y'all a pictoral update on the spectacular, the amazing, Ethan! Here he is working on one of his PowerPoint comic slideshows.

I think I'm going to go take a nap until I have to pick the monkey up from school.

Toodles!
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I know it's been a while since you've all seen my beautiful mug, so I thought I'd play the role of generous king and allow you to gaze upon my glorious visage.  Really though, [livejournal.com profile] kiwikat said I was "growing quite a beard and it looks very natural on [me]."  I haven't been trimming it short, so it's gotten quite thick and I've let my hair go long and wild as well.  Metro-Jeremy would say that I've abandoned using "product."

Plus, I was playing around with this tutorial and wanted to see how it looked.  And I needed a new picture for HotOrNot and for MySpace, a site I find myself using only to stay in touch with a few select people.  I wish my friends would just make the LJ switch.  Especially after all the drama with FOX buying MySpace.  The peeps who started MySpace just made $580 million dollars and they still have controlling interest in the company.  Whodathunkit?

Those guys made millions and here I am, all excited because I'm going to get something like $4200 back in taxes.  On the bright side, this means I can pay back everyone who's helped me out this year, plus do some preventative maintenance on my car, and put down a deposit on an apartment for Jacquelyn and I in the spring.  If everything goes right, we should be moving in June, after school lets out.  I'm quite excited about it.  I love my current place, but the Universe tells me more and more that I belong in Madison right now, and I'm starting to agree.

I have not felt at-home in my home as of late. Maybe it has something to do with splitting my time between here and Madison. Maybe I'm just fiending for my own place. My own space. I think I'm tired of sharing a temporary cave. Maybe it's the Cancer in me, but I want to invest in a home.  I want Ethan and I to feel comfortable and stable and everything is better and that home seems more complete when Jacquelyn is there with us. A bit sappy, yes, but hey, I'm a Cancer, I like home.

Anyhoo, without further ado, I present, uh.. me.
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How does one not be self-indulgent?
jackshoegazer: (Gas Mask Funk Creepy)
Alright everyone... search in Google Images for these topics and take your favorite fromthe first page only.

Googling Images with No Quotes... )
jackshoegazer: (Winter Neu Artsy Twine)
Ah, dear reader, welcome back. I've been neglecting you as I've not felt the urge to expel the recent developments of my life, as there really haven't been any. I worked through Generic Solstice-Derivative Gift Exchange Ritual, Jacquelyn and I exchanging gifts in the morning after I got home, before I slipped off to SleepyTimeDreamLand. Being poor, we went spare of the lavish gifts, but we seemed to zero in on things we both desperately wanted. Being as such, I received a lovely money clip, as I hate wallets and had been using a large binder clip instead. I presented Jacquelyn with a ceramic tea kettle, which effing rules as a double pot/kettle which you can put right on the burner because ceramic rules.

Later Jacquelyn bought me this an amazing leather jacket, which we could not leave at the store because, as [livejournal.com profile] kiwikat said, it looks like I was born in it. I'm assuming that means it looks good, and not that it's wrinkled and covered with blood and amniotic fluid. Jacquelyn's parents also sent me a gift card which I used to purchase an amazing hat, which is amazing in its own right. See, I've never owned more than one hat at a time, same with necklaces and sunglasses. Though I would like to have a collection of these items, I rarely am able to find another of said items before my current one goes the way of the dinosaurs. Yes, I mean dead and fossilized, or occasionally roaming a remote Amazonian jungle or Scottish loch. Kat also gave me a gift certificate which I used to purchase a t-shirt blatantly advertising A&W root beer. Usually I avoid advertising, but I like it so shut up.

Yes I realize this is quite the self-indulgent hey-look-what-I-got post, but you know, deal with it and look what I got! Yes, it's a picture of me with all my new stylish duds. I told you I was being self-indulgent.

HAVE A HAPPY
GENERIC SOLSTICE-DERIVATIVE GIFT EXCHANGE RITUAL
AND A MERRY
GREGORIAN NEW YEAR!
jackshoegazer: (Winter Neu Artsy Twine)
Now that my dear [livejournal.com profile] antarcticlust has posted pictures of the new kitty, I can post some more. So for you kitty lovers out there...

Wee Princess Fox Face - Eris, the Goddess of Chaos and Discord - Baby Arctic Tiger )

It maybe known that I am a member of the [livejournal.com profile] absurdgibberish community here on LJ and recently it has been taken over by the BIOMAG people. Odd posts quite fitting with the theme of the community have appeared and are quite absurd and opaque. Feeling the artsy bug, I decided to add to the BIOMAG conundrum and produce this masterpiece.

YO NO HABLO BIOMAG )
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jackshoegazer: (Winter Neu Artsy Twine)
As you may have noticed, with LJ's gift of new user icons for us cheapy, free users, I have created an assortment of pictures to further diversify the eye-candiness of my posts. However, I was not quite happy with the serious/dark icon with just the lower half of my face. Jacquelyn thought that this picture of me would make a great winter icon. I one-upped it, and used it as a base for a more complicated icon, added this picture, some twine, two lovely paintings, and my usual photoshop magick and ta-dah!, an ubernue icon in a style I've never attempted before.

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Whaddayathink?
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Today it was V.I.P. Day at Ethan's school. It was a half-day, so he got out at 11:30 and parents and family were welcome to come and spend the morning at school doing various activities. I did a flash-card contest with Ethan and some of his friends as well as made yarn snowflakes. It was a good time and all his classmates seemed to be in awe of me after all the boasting Ethan's done about me, plus all the help I've given on projects, like making shirts and book covers and such. I think I'll start volunteering to chaperon field trips and events. This was the most fun I've ever had in school.

Then I got home and my roomie Brian wanted so new pictures taken for his MySpace profile. Since all you, dear reader, have seen of him is one early morning picture, I hereby present him in a more favorable light. In a way, I think they look like senior pictures :P I present for your edification, a smiling Brian and a guitar-ed Brian. Extra boasting points: I cut and dye his hair, and have been since we moved in together a year and a half ago.

Now I must sleep before I go to work tonight. At least I'm off for Thanksgiving. I'm taking Jacquelyn to meet the parents, so wish me luck. I figure since I met hers it's only fair. Not that I'm embarrassed of Jacquelyn, far from it. It's more embarrassment of my family - they lean towards the loud and uncouth end of the spectrum. But then, Jacqui and I both have issues with our differences from our parents. Ah, synchronicity, ain't it grand?

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