Tie-Dyed Brain Rays

24 HCD Wrap Up

It's what, Tuesday already? And I'm still dragging my rear from the 24 Hour Comic this last weekend. A big thank you is in order for Victoria Rose for her invaluable technical and emotional support, not to mention snacks and beverages. I looked at some of the other entries posted online. Some are good, some bad. Mine was in the middle, although I didn't see anything else quite like it. Here is a link to the completed Comic.  Here is an 11 x 17 poster of the comic in PDF form that you can download, should the spirit move you. It's pretty big (3.39 MB). Right click the link and select, "save target as." There is a link to my blog entry for the day in the side bar at the 24 Hour Comics Day Blog under, "Other 24 HCD Blogs." I'll be burning my Tiff files to CD and submitting it to the official contest in a day or two.

My Experience on 24 Hour Comic Day

Noon-- It begins. I don't know what form this comic is going to take, or even what it is about, but I decided to keep a running blog of the experience.

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If I've Axed You Once, I've Axed You A Thousand Times

Mercy sent me an item she ran across on Yahoo News about a fellow in Florida who popped a cap in his not-so-fly ride. Check it out. I can really relate.

Black Smoke, White Smoke

So let me get this straight... They elected John Ratzenberger as the new Pope? I mean, he was good on Cheers and all, but does that really qualify him to be head of the Church?

A Tough Row to Mow

Click here for tonight's theme song

Brother Man and I met at the local Italian eatery for lunch yesterday. The meal was good, and there was plenty of it. What I couldn't finish I slopped into a box to take home. After I got the lid on, Brother Man reminded me to grab the two remaining rolls. I tried to fit them in the box with the rest of my meal. It was like trying to help Dolly Parton into a sweater she borrowed from one of the Olsen twins. After surgically removing a bit of pasta to make room, I squashed the lid down tight and folded in the edges of the foil pan ignoring a hemorrhage of marinara over the side.

Psychobabble Part 2

For those of you who don't give a flying fig about the second half of the recent personal development seminar I attended, now is the time to go watch TV. For those of you who have been eagerly awaiting the second installment of "Better Living Through Personal Development Seminars," you should probably watch MORE TV. In any case, here it is...

In A Nutshell

OK Kids, listen up. This is probably the only time you will ever stand a chance of learning anything useful from my blog, so pay attention.

The other day Mr. Carlson sent a few of us to a personal development seminar, a sort of hoo-ra, pep-talky thing designed to help us learn to be more positive, deal with other people and develop goal setting skills. I've heard most of the ideas before, even practiced a few of them, so I know they work. It is a two part dealio, with the next half next Tuesday. The first part was pretty good, so I decided to share what I learned with you lucky people. So without further ado, here it is, distilled down to its essential essence and summarized for your edification.

Fool's Errand

Happy April Fool’s Day! I know it is already April 4, but when have I not been a little late with these things? You should expect that from me by now. I’ve been busy skipping along the precipice, “Tra-li-la-li-la,” with my little bag tied to a stick, trying not to look down and hoping that stupid dog doesn’t trip me and send me plummeting to an untimely death. Why don’t I step back from the edge? Well, it is a fool’s journey after all and where’s the fun in playing it safe?