Prepare to lose hours of your life, at least if you’re anything like me: Visit World Wide Words.
Maybe not as bad as TV Tropes, but…
Prepare to lose hours of your life, at least if you’re anything like me: Visit World Wide Words.
Maybe not as bad as TV Tropes, but…
So, to catch up a bit…
After a bit of public-transit unpleasantness my daughter dealt with the previous weekend on her way to visit, I decided to see about getting a second line on my mobile phone plan so she’d have a way to call if she needs to change course along the way, or get a ride, or what-have-you. (Her brother, apparently, has a phone of his own now.) So. We went to the Verizon store at Lloyd Center on Saturday. At first it looked like I was going to have to walk away from the deal, but the saleslady found a way to make the plan palatable: dropping the “PDA” level of service. Since I almost never used the PDA features of my Windows Mobile device… no great loss. Now we both have LG Voyager phones (thanks to a buy-one-get-one offer), and I’m rather surprised by how much I like it. (One downside? The “shift” keys, yes there are two, are in weird places. Oh well.)
In other news, Quacked Panes is off to a decent start. I’m still three comics ahead in the pipeline, and thanks to getting pimped by Cleolinda Jones over the weekend, I saw some significant traffic for a couple of days. Since I also picked up a tripod (finally!) on Saturday, this evening marked my first webcomic shoot that didn’t require a half-dozen attempts per frame to get a non-blurry image.
Unfortunately I managed to slice a small cut in my foot while I was setting up (something sharp tracked in by my shoes, I figure) so that delayed things just a bit. Ow.
Other than that, I’m just kind of hanging in there, hoping nothing else in life goes horribly pear-shaped in the near future. Life is… mostly good, actually.
Oh, hey. It’s the first of June, isn’t it?
I guess I should officially launch the webcomic, then, shouldn’t I?
Go forth! Enjoy!
Day Two of Three:
It’s coming up on 4:30pm. I think I’m going to take part of the rest of the day to just goof off, then try cranking out one more comic tonight. Tomorrow I want to get at least two more done; that’ll bring me up to two weeks’ worth of content. I’m going for a Monday/Thursday release schedule, and while I’m still fine-tuning the process I want to make sure I’m working a bit ahead.
I went through a bit of an anxious stretch this morning, hitting the “I can’t do this I’m not good enough I’ll run out of material in no time I suck everything sucks why do I do this to myself” wall. Luckily, knuckling down (after a brief pep-talk and some good advice from the lovely Kylanath) and forcing myself to finish the “trial balloon” comic seems to have worked out the worst of those preflight jitters. I even managed something of a punch line in a comic that wasn’t originally meant to have one. This afternoon’s efforts made me even happier, so right now? I’m feeling good.
And cooler, now that the A/C is running. Ahhhhhhh…
I made one of my rare trips into the BurgerVille near work this morning. While there, I realized something which made me feel a bit old: My first job was located at the St. Johns BV in North Portland… 20 years ago this coming autumn.
Well then.
In other news of monumental importance, after a breakneck round of posting during April I seem to have suffered another round of ennui as regards the writing and photography output. I’m still doing background prep for the Quacked Panes launch, though, and I haven’t abandoned the project in the slightest. The work which needs doing now, though, isn’t terribly interesting or visible… thus, nothing to write about here.
And since I’ve been feeling generally “blah” anyway, there hasn’t been much to say about much of anything else. Such is life.
To end on an upbeat note: Nicole at Barberama is awesome, and while you’re in the neighborhood you must check out the Russell Street Bar-B-Que. The Little Grey Duck has spoken!
Well, I’ve made the site presentable enough to let people know where it is, so…
Ladies and Gentlemen, may I introduce Quacked Panes, future home of a webcomic centered on rubber ducks. It combines my desire to dabble in photography, my desire to dabble in website hosting, my desire to make people laugh at bad jokes, and my small (but ever-expanding) collection of ducks. It’s a dilettante’s dream project, I tell you.
I know. There’s nothing there yet. I’ll post a more extravagant notice when the thing actually launches. So, why post anything now? Easy: I seem to work better when there’s an expectant audience. (Which is preferable to an expectorant audience, naturally.) Now that you know it’s there, and I know you know, I have that much more incentive to get this thing off the ground.
Basically, yes, I’m using psychology on myself.