Exercises in the Unlikely

A Chicken.

Or a cheap Final Fantasy Rip-Off.

540g for an epic? Screw that... CoH lets me fly for free.

I don't really do this but I saw this on my new DVD and had to share it. I give you the Flash trapped in Lex Luthor's body... wait for it... in a bathroom:

Sorry I don't write more.

Its odd because I like to write and share, its an integral part of me. I do note though that the happier I am, the less I seem to do it. I am not big on the "suffering artist" theme and don't believe I need to be miserable to make art.

That said, I don't really feel like its my only option either. I think that has a lot to do with it. When I have been upset or frustrated in the past, I have so few lines to cling on to find vents and show myself, and I tend to flood places with words and images. Funny as it is, I probably think about writing more often lately, but I do tend to do it less.

It may also have something to do with getting my main to 50 on CoH and playing the Epic Kheldian Archtypes too....

Nah...

Its happiness... I swear.

The Minneapolis Transit On-Line Trip-Planner is a demon-spawned piece of crap.

Hey all... due to some... lame reasons I may have temporariliy defriended you. Don't worry... it will be fixed soon.

So as of roughly 8pm last night, I am a Minnesotan.

Still lots of work to do, and my heart isn't all here yet... but as much emotional turbulence as I felt on the trip... sad, angry, and confused... hopeful, dreaming, and excited... I never really felt worried. Just the natural process of leaving so much behind and coming to so much to learn.

But my heart is still hovering... waiting for the final piece to be in place.

Anyway... I am still exhausted... I hope you all have a great day.

Just a quick note to tell you all I am not dead. Just been spending a wonderful week with jguy70 and showing him around the mountains and backroads of the state. Sadly there has been little to no internet access so the updates have been sparse... but there will be some back entries... and backreading on all of you.

Till then... Have a great whenever and I will catch up soon.

I haven't needed an alarm to wake up in over a week.

I am gonna call that a good thing.

You know a session of gaming went well when no one notices its an hour and a half after the scheduled ending time,

( More geekery here! Just add click! )

So I was coming in from the underground garage where Don dropped me off after work, and I had been thinking about the day. Noticed a guy with his son, and they were walking the parallel path through the lot. Could only just catch glances of them in the breaks between columns and cars. Eventually we converged through different doors into the elevator room.

The man was stunning. Great eyes, solid frame, goatee and nice peronality. The boy was a bit of a straw-blond ghost. Blue eyes radiated guarded curiosity, he couldn't have been more than four. He looked a good deal like me at his age. I said, "Hi." I always treat kids like adults. The often are pretty responsive. He was a bit scared and relieved to run into the elevator which quickly crowded. As we all hit our buttons, his father asked me to hit the fifth floor. And off the elevator went. It stopped.

And the boy raced out.

His dad called after him. He slowed down, looked around, and eventually slowly seemed to agree with his father that it was not there floor. First Floor came up. He did it again. On the second he was almost around the corner. And he never felt stupid or angry when he father corrected him. He wasn't being mischevious or playing a game. He just got corrected, went back in, and then back out the next time.

It was always his floor.

That kind of confident simplicity is so absent in most adults. Always checking ourselves and doubting... its rare that we just get off the lift and go our way fearless of being right. Shameless in being wrong. It was beautiful.