so i was watering some of the backyard the other night ad it was so strange to look around and think, wow, that brick sitting there is Mine. This place is mine! and the banks, of course, but Mine.
we are about 5 days into tearing down old wallpaper, and wondering if i just should have used a sledgehammer and then put up new drywall. The hardest room was plaster walls though...took me 4 hours to get the paper down, and it took Tawny about 13 hours to remove all the old paper and paste.
in santa cruz i had a friend at work, he was even a bigger geek than me. We would talk whenever we had time--and sometimes when we didn't--about the various versions of Dune, art, music, all sorts of crazy books no one else had heard of before.
his desk area was surrounded, protected, by shelves full of a magnificent collection of Godzillas and other monsters, robots and super heros.
he left work due to health reasons--or, as i teased, to play WOW more--awaiting a transplant, just before i moved home to modesto.
things didn't go well, surgery after surgery. And then i got an email a few days ago saying he was coming home from the hospital, hospice care, nothing they could do. I sent an email to his wife to be read to him...a light, brief, reminiscent email talking about monsters and Dune and chatting instead of working. I asked him if he needed any comics. I heard he enjoyed the email, and i'm glad, and i hope he knew what i really meant, that i think it really sucks, that this great, talented, loving guy could struggle and struggle and waste away. i think it a fine thing he could be at home with his family for his last couple of days.
so i'm here at work, listening to Cory Doctorow's podcast reading of The Hacker Crackdown, working on organizing some newsletter files--reminds me of organizing magazine files--and preparing to convert our printed newsletter into an html version.
then i'll spend a few hours in the studio shooting shirts.
anyways, feeling good, confident--smart even. And then...and then...my coffee hit that perfect temperature...you know that point, were suddenly it isn't too hot, it isn't lukewarm, just perfectly hot and drinkable and perfect.
made my day. And it is early yet.
i'm glad it isn't just Me who does this. from XKCD.com,A webcomic of romance,
sarcasm, math, and language.
just like to thank everyone for the great success at our modesto ninja parade! [thanks dana!]
here is a pic allen took of me years ago practicing for an earlier parade:
Well it has been a long while since i posted anything here, so, a quick recap:
-tawny graduated, with highest honors for both majors, and college honors.
-we moved back to modesto, sharing a house with Allen.
-working a new job [obviously, since i moved] that i really dig.
-taking pictures again, posting them up at:
thats all for now...
edit: thanks erik for catching my missing link!