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Just watched an awesome movie with my sister T. We like to find weird indie movies, usually foreign, that nobody has heard of. (Not because we're indie snobs. We just like making these discoveries!)
Tonight's cinematic feast: Absurdistan.
Think Lysistrata, only instead of the women withholding sex to get the men to end a war, they're withholding sex to get the men to fix the broken irrigation system that has caused their village to be without water for a long, long time.
At the center of this tale is a love story. A boy and a girl, born on the same day, seem destined to be together. They want to express their love in a rather adult way, but they have been told the exact time when they must first consummate their love, within six days of July 11th, four years later. And they must bathe first.
But without water, baths are pretty out of the question.
I won't go into too many details, because the details are what makes this movie awesome. The men are loutish, the women are overworked, under appreciated, and very, very strong. I normally hate "battle of the sexes" stories, because it usually has a way of reducing everyone to their genitals, but in a movie about sex, it becomes appropriate.
This is one of the most original movies I've seen in a long time. Anyone who likes weird, funny, different movies, will love this. | |
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Most of my friends are not Christians, yet we found ourselves compulsively continuing to follow the traditions. And I actually have come to loathe Christmas. I hate shopping, I hate the songs, I hate how it's edging out Halloween, etc.
So we came up with our own holiday. Our own Festivus, if you will.
Habanaccro (the "cc" is pronounced like a Jewish "ch", all throaty) was the name of a hermit crab that belonged to my friend Liz. He died a while ago, as crabs are wont to do, but his name lives on in Liz's almost Turret's-like repetition of his name.
And so we created Habananukkah, a holiday of crabs. (Not the genital kind.) Yesterday was the first ever. I made crab latkes, and they were delicious. Future traditions may include: a cake with a shell baked somewhere into it, and whoever gets the piece with the shell is King/Queen of Habananukkah; a candle holder with little crab claws holding the candles; I'm thinking there should be some sort of dance.
But there are no presents involved. I am so sick of presents.*
*And the 5 year old in me just began to cry. | |
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"I'm just trying to entertain people, make a living and pay my rent, without having to get a job I hate, and hopefully find an audience who will love and accept me and not think I'm a narcissist for wanting to be a performer and find true inner peace and that's it."
Substitute "artist" for "performer" and that's how I feel.
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- Location:Shopping
- Mood:cheerful
 - Music:'Silver Bells' from Christmas with The Brady Bunch
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Comment I see on the internet way too much:
I'm using 17,000 script blockers, which makes it hard to see the content on your page. Could you please rewrite your entire website so that I can use your site properly?
Yes, that is a bit of an exaggeration. But I see comments from people with various forms of adblockers that go haywire and make it so they can't see the content of a particular site. Only instead of them needing to find a script blocker that isn't complete shit, somehow the responsibility rests on website makers to completely change their sites for a few people who hate ads so much, they're willing to deal with not seeing half of the internet just so they won't see one more banner ad for Best Buy.
I guess this is people not realizing exactly what goes into building a website, and what to them seems like a simple solution requires hours (or days, or even weeks or months) of reworking, all for the sake of a few people who could just turn their script blockers off for two minutes.
But let me tell you, internet-at-large, designers have better things to do. So no, we won't change our sites to fit your needs. And frankly, it's a little arrogant to assume your website browsing needs warrant asking someone to do that amount of work. You will just have to deal with the site as-is.
Disclaimer: This is not directed at 99.9999999999999% of my readers. Just internet users in general. So don't get all panicky that I hate you. I don't.
Though I did get a little annoyed when some people with a pretty obscure browser asked me to change the site to work with it. I tried for a couple hours, then gave up and told them to download Firefox already. | |
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 It's always nice to look back on things. The rules: take the first piece of art you did for every month, even if you did something the next day that was way better. If you didn't do anything in a certain month, leave it blank. Looks like I did a lot of doodles this year. | |
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So, uh... yeah. People have some strong feelings about today's YU+ME page. I admit, having the romantic interest of a story turn out to be a killin'-machine is a bit strange, and not very common. Which is partly why I do stuff like this! At least I keep you all on your toes. I wanted a love interest who was very, very, very far from perfect. Just remember, Lia was not only tricked into dying for someone who lied to her, but she has lost her conscience. Her conscience never outright spoke to her verbally, but she's always been in Lia's vicinity. Have you noticed how there is no "devil on the shoulder" for these characters, just angels? Maybe it's just my cynical viewpoint, but I see people themselves as the devils, who are only kept from doing great evil by the intervention of their consciences. But that's enough defending of Evil Lia (or Mara, as she is known). You will all draw your conclusions, and feel how you want. I just hope I don't lose too many readers over this. | |
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I'm working on a short Lesbian Pirates story. Prose with illustrations, as opposed to comics.
I love writing prose in a faux-1950's books-for-girls style. So many adjectives. Entire paragraphs devoted to describing outfits. No attempts to make the exposition smoother.
It's gonna be funny, you guys. You will love it. It's a mystery story!
Also, since I have ArtRage, and it picks up a lot of the slack where Photoshop wants to be a dick and not work, I can start doing those comics more regularly again! | |
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Author:![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) abstract_lives
Title:Southern Comfort
Fandom:BANDOM(Panic! at the Disco and The Young Veins)
Summary:“…R-Ryan…Ryan, oh god…” she scrambled over to me, enveloping me in her mildly reassuring arms, the arms that should’ve brought me a sliver of comfort, but they didn’t.
Rating:pg-13
Warnings: implications of rape
Author's Note: I'm kind of knew to this posting thing, so tell me if anything is wrong. Criticism is LOVED and comments are fodder for my soul so...
( So what do you want? ) | |
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Name: This Isn't My Bed Fandom: None; original Series: My Best Friend's Heart Pairing: Becky/Jenny Rating: K+; mention of alcohol abuse (ooh, scandalous :D) Word Count: 914 Summary: Introducing Becky and Jenny; Becky is an It girl on the London scene, and Jenny is a budding singer/songwriter who has become her unlikely best friend - unlikely not only because she's an introvert and Becky's the opposite, but because she is, to the horror of Becky's other friends, openly gay. 'Tis fluffy, and pre-slash. ( This Isn't My Bed ) - Mood:amused
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 So, I've been monkeying around with the new watercolor brushes in ArtRage 3. They're taking some more getting used to than I thought they would. It's not so self-explanatory. What to me sounds like a brush that would blend colors together does no such thing, and I'm having to figure out the differences between the 12 different brush settings. Still, this turned out pretty good for only having my hands on it for a couple hours. A few weeks ago, I realized that all of my sketches for Mediocre, my next comic project, are almost 2 years old by now. And since yes, this is going to be my next big project once YU+ME is done, I figured I should get back to work on it. So lately, I've been writing some rough drafts for the story, sketching out characters, and figuring out the format. These three are still the main characters. Jackie Monroe is the main character, Tom is her boyfriend, and Saffron is her best friend/roommate. Not pictured is Moira, Saffron's girlfriend. Jackie has plumped up a lot over the years. I decided that I really want to have a sexy fat chick as my lead character. This is the first time I've ever drawn these characters in full color, so I had to decide their hair/skin/eye colors. | |
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ArtRage3 just came out. I am gonna do nothing but this for days now. So long, social life! | |
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Hey, did you know everything I've ever published is available on Amazon? So for all of those people who say "I like your comics, but I'm not sure I trust you with my money," well, if you trust Amazon, they have the books. This also means that if you didn't meet the Christmas shipping deadlines, Amazon has speedier options and you might still get it. And if you've got the books, and feel like filling out some reviews on that site to make my books look even cooler, that would be a great Christmas present to me. :) | |
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