I am definitely going to figure drawing at DigiPen this coming Thursday. Mike and Audrey, it'd be cool if y'all came too!

I need to revamp my portfolio site. It's cool, but has serious issues. I'd also like to make a version that works with iphones, because a lot of people have them. I'll have to figure out if iphones like quicktime... Research is needed. I also need to do some concept work to make sure the layout is appropriately scalable.

I need to start concepting a character for our next game at Fishbeat. Perhaps on weekends?

I need to call Kel about comic book stuff.

It's interesting to me, that Atheists always think that they have successfully escaped having faith. I'm pretty sure it takes faith to think that there is no metaphysical (please, give me a better term that covers all higher powers if you can come up with one) force in the world. Freedom from faith would mean apathy, and let's face it, the apathetic don't really get much done. I honestly think that Atheism and Theism are two side to the exact same coin. One simply believes that things are basically bad, and therefore there is no binding organization to things, and the other believes, well, you know, the opposite. I dunno, I guess I'm being an even broader-spectrum bigot, here, but isn't that the goal? To bring all ignorance's to some sort of equilibrium? No, it's not the goal. Ignore this post.

I went to see the new 'bromance' movie after work, today. I'd worked an extra two hours, and sat through one and a half hours of traffic to get there. Traffic was such that I arrived at the movie about fifteen minutes in. I'm only providing this preface, because of what I'm about to say about the film.

I found myself crying through most of the movie. It was appalling to me that people could find the content so funny, and that made me cry more. I can't exactly say why I was crying, because I know that the film was pointing out an entertaining discrepancy in the way we perceive and condition women versus the way we do the same to men. It made me think of all the times I've had strong bonds with male friends, and completely been unable to express the kind of affection which provides closure to meetings, partings, and the like.

The premise of the film (this won't ruin anything about the it, if you haven't seen it, because the story is told through the 'how', not the 'what') is that a couple of best friends (dudes, bros, homeslices, whatever) are reunited after some time apart, and after some hard core bro partying, they come to the unlikely conclusion that they should create an amateur porno wherein the two of them do it. There's a lot of awkwardness, and then there's some really sad interaction between one of the men and his wife, which is followed by the grand finale of the whole ordeal where the two men fail to be be sexual with one another.

It's a sad, sad movie. It's sad, because the two guys don't manage to have sex with each other. Because the film makers say, "this is what we are," instead of, "this is what we could be." It's sad, because I am those men. All men are those men, in this world. It is hard to break out of the kyriarchy, and those that do often find themselves hiding in different potholes of it. I guess it's good to point out what we are with art, but damn, it just hurts some times.

Men, boys, males in this world are doomed to lives of disconnection wherein they Advertisement
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can hardly stand to love one another, even when they clearly do. Women, girls, females are doomed to lives of literally being sex, whether they want it or not. I watched this movie, with so many unpleasant ideas roaming around in my head. What if the gender roles had been reversed? Would the appalled wife turn into an aroused husband? Instead of being intrigued by it, would people who heard about it be falling over themselves to help 'shoot'?

I have many garbled thoughts about the ordeal, I'm sure everyone I know will go to the movie and laugh. I just couldn't.

All right, so Chelsea and I are graduating. It's going to be awesome.

Yeah!!!!! Woooo! Yeah. WHoo. woo. w.

Still no Dance Club until further notice. For answers to questions regarding dance club and its not happening, please ask yourself the question in question, and then think about it really hard.

So... career day! It was a smashing success. At least insofar as everyone's work and display boards looked really great.


The part where it wasn't so successful, however, was the part where there weren't very many potential employers showing up. That was a little bit totally terrifying. I'm pretty sure that I'm aware of maybe four companies that were represented there, today.

1.  print business cards, and update business cards to reflect current employment
2.  makehrefmovie for all videos on web site
3.  replace one of the images in my online gallery
4.  pick out 3 nice outfits to wear
5.  optimize print portfolio
6.  print several resumes
7.  put together a print portfolio
8.stop freaking out

We're going to the GDC in San Francisco!   That's going to be pretty cool, I think.  I'm a little worried about getting all of my business card (and etc.) crap ready for that, but I'm psyched beyond that.  There are so many people I wish I could bring with me from all of the realms I've lived in on this world, but I'm not as wealthy as I'd like.

Dance club went really well, this week.  I figured out that if you call people directly, they tend to be more likely to go.  Spamming the internet isn't always the way, I guess.

Work is going well, I modeled a really cool character on Saturday, which was (get ready to be surprised) really fun.  Come Tuesday, I guess I'll unwrap it, and maybe bounce back to our main character for the game.  That main character needs some more walking/running animations.  We'll see if I can get those all to work together.  Actually, I'll see, since the game isn't announced yet.  I won't be showing any of that stuff for a while, which sucks only a whole bunch.  

The house is mildly messy, which is kind of how I like it, but the little lady is sick and has been for the past couple of days, which usually causes me to temporarily want a little more order in my surroundings.  Oh well.  I'll make the bed or something. 

I can't believe that this is really my last semester.  It feels like I've been living in this dang school forever.

Haven't had a drop of caffeine since new years day.  I'd be lying if I said that I don't miss it, but on the other hand, I don't miss it all that much.  I feel way better, now; like I've actually got more energy.  I was afraid that my excessive usage of the drug had depleted my adrenals, but not so I can tell.  Not yet, anyways.

All right, that's enough blather for the moment.  Life is good.  I wish I could bring Barry, Kel, Joe, Mike, Audrey (maybe you're going, I haven't asked you?) and Garret with me to the GDC