Its been ages since I defaced my favorite Wooly Willie. This time I was inspired by the two creepy hands-from-nowhere bracketing our hero’s head and I saw headphones. The aviators (NOT. WAYFARERS.) and handlebars just flowed naturally and felt right. Our friend Newman looks pretty good rockin’ the Lawrence.
Starring…oh come on, you know who it’s starring. Though you’ve probably forgotten who I am by now. I haven’t posted in
hyperbolic duration weeks! This being a BLAWG and all, maybe I should sheepishly explain my absence. But after that obvious setup to disappoint you with a zinging “TOUGH LUCK SUCKERS”, I’m going to tell you anyway. Between work, vacation (You don’t BLOG on vacation! You answer work e-mails, duh.) and countless zany adventures mostly involving ducks I have been a little aye-eff-kay. Heh, see what I did there? That was probably slick.
Part of the delay has been due to focusing my creative energy in several different directions at once, leaving very little left over to focus on the site. I mean to change that. You might be pleased/angered/frightened to know some of that focus has shifted towards cartooning; IE, being a bit more creative with scribbling all over some graphic artist’s hard work. I’m on the fence about posting some of my freshman efforts. I am…a little insecure about them. *sigh* Artists…
Anyway, look for something late Sunday. I’m going to put something up, even if it’s complete tripe.
ACHIEVEMENT GET! You have added “tripe” to your vernacular!!
Well I did it for C2E2 and now I’m doing it for ACEN. Pretty excited and barely prepared! That’s kind of how I roll into cons. ACEN popped my convention cherry, staffing my first one no less! I don’t staff it anymore, but if the right job came up I might consider doing it again.
If I can get a net connection at the con without busting my bank account (likelihood: slim) I’ll post on the blog. Otherwise, watch Stage Right for my Twitter feed, I’ll be hashtagging #acen like every other self-important micro-blogger out there. O_o Wow, what a jerk! Bedtime for this young man…
There are always those wonderful little moments in life that make it worth living. One in particular I like is finding “hidden” spots. Places where few have tread or maybe even dare to go. I am writing this from one of those places.
Sometimes I travel for work and this week I have spent a few days in Minneapolis. I have a late flight out but decided to telecommute at the airport for a while, maybe wander about and grab a bite. Too often I make it to my airport in a complete rush and have just enough time to catch my breath before wedging myself into a shrunken bus seat next to a stranger desperate to make nervous small talk. As luck would have it, I discovered a neat little secret area at MSP.
Go to the D Concourse and just as you are walking into the open area for the gates, look to your left. You should see a darkened staircase tucked next to the wall with an unlit sign stating “Observation Deck”. I didn’t see any signs or barricades to the stairs, so up I climbed, three flights worth. At the top, sure enough, was a spectacular view of a good portion of the airfield. Directly in front of you is the E Concourse. A slight turn to right and you are greeted by the Minneapolis skyline. Come around the stairs and see the Minnesota ANG base and a spit-shine line of C-130′s and in front of it, Runway 12 and 30 (Trivia: a runway’s number designation can be anything from 1 to 36 and denotes it’s degree heading on the compass, minus the last zero. Neat, huh?) Off to the right, the long C Concourse and a slew of busy busy commuter jets.
If you ever find yourself in MSP, you should check out this quiet little secret area. It provides you with a little bit of solace and quiet contemplation. When I arrived there was nobody here and since then, a few people came up to look but they did not linger. Their loss, I suppose. The broadcast system music isn’t half bad, but you might want to bring your own. Spend a few minutes, or a few hours. Certainly a lot nicer than rubbing shoulders with the business drones endlessly chatting and tapping away at their mobile devices (says the guy tapping away at on a laptop…ahem.)
Up later than I normally am and I can’t sleep. I’m like an old person, bed by like 2200. That’s 10 pm for all you
nancy boys civilians. No, I never served in the military. Stop asking.
So I’m going to C2E2 this weekend. Stoked! I stuck my Twitter feed on the front page if you want to keep an eye on my antics at the Khan (ha ha nerd pun). I’m traveling by TRAIN. Take that, carbon footprint! Seriously, it is actually way cheaper. Amtrak was all like, “Oh yeah, South Shore Line? I’ll see your Andy Jackson and raise you a Doc Franklin!” Bugger that, more gil for swag this way.
Heh, another nerd pun.