more quick random thoughts

I can't sleep. It's 11 pm and I need to sleep. But I can't sleep.

Here are some pics of my current pastels. Nothing too deep. Just something to excerise (however lightly) the artistic eye. Think 'pop song' as art piece.





Quick thoughts . . .

• Sopranos Finale - If you were pissed off by the ending, all I have to say is "what in the hell did you expect?" when has this show EVER given viewers what they wanted or expected? this show is all about unsympthetic blind curveballs that were cleverly foreshadowed seasons before. now i'm not passing judgement on whether it was a decent or effective closing. I'm not even saying it was a good episode. all i'm saying is that if you were expecting a pat ending, then it's obvious you f##ks haven't really been watching the show.
  
  
• Spider-Man 3 - what's up with that "a husband must put his wife's needs ahead of his own" storyline crap? Was Oprah one of the movie's screenwriters? Am watching a big, dumb popcorn summer flick or a lifetime movie of the week? It's a good thing wifey didn't watch this flick, otherwise she'd pull that "wife's need" card out whenever she wants me to do something i REALLY do not want to do. "Well Spider-Man would have taken out the trash, cuz he would put Mary Jane's needs ahead of his!" Thanks a lot for the relationship advice Spidey! Oh, and now I know, if I every want to be "Bad Kilatzin", all I really need to do is comb down whatever bangs I have left on my balding head and wear some nice black kenneth cole suit. Thanks for the "Evil Primer 101", Spidey!!! Keep that good advice coming.
  
  
• paris hilton in jail - good.
  
  
  

Random Thoughts, Random Entry

The general media has been "pussyfooting" around this unspoden issue, but I'm glad the advocate has went ahead and bluntly stated the obvious. This Brandon Routh dude is probably the most femme Superman I've ever seen. The only way this guy can look more girly is if he was immortalized as a barbie doll. Oh wait, that's already happened.



Hopefully, this shouldn't detract too much from the movie. I guess it's safe to say that I'm geeking out about as much as
any fanboy would be. However, it doesn't help matters when the director and Kevin Spacey have also been hit with the 'in-the-closet' accusations. Kinda like a trifecta of gay innuendos if you will.

Regardless . . .

Saw the new movie trailer before going to sleep the other night. There was so much adrenaline pumping through my veins, I couldn't sleep for another 3 hours. Wifey told me with a finality I've never heard in her voice after 5 years of marriage, "you are such a nerd."

And I am. I can't help it. At this age, very little gets the blood pumping anymore . . . it's too damned hard to muster up the energy when it's being diverted to domestic or corporate duties. Watching the trailer made me feel like a kid again.

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At wifey's behest, I relented to another pedicure. This time I brought my galpal J with me, in the vain hope that this would somehow make the experience less 'gay.' She would be the 'Gayle' to my 'Oprah.' Just that statement alone should predict the utter failure of my pathetic attempt to divert my pedicure's 'femme-ness'. I started feeling like mario cantone in a scene from 'Sex and the City', all chatty and catty. At least i didn't feel like that nerdy bald guy with the glasses.

Two reasons I brought j. One) She's probably the best 'work' friend I've ever had. I would even go so far as to consider her a 'cousin.' I've had just as close relationships with other coworkers, but never as long as J. I've known the girl for 10 years!!! She KNOWS me and my bullshit!!! I can let my guard down and be myself around her at work, and trust me, that is a VERY valuable commodity. Especially when you're trapped in the uptight, look over your shoulder corporate world. Two) I suspect she's a dude who had a gender reorientation. She's a good lookin' gal who LOVES comic books, sci fi and basketball (even though her fav team is the Spurs)!!! It's like reality TV "Weird Science"! I'm not the only one; most guys at work think she's really a dude.

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Taking some time off from my creative pursuits. Still have to get my room back into shape from our house remodeling initiative two months ago. To my left are eight bankers boxes that currently house the 'T' - 'Z' of my regularly sized graphic novel collection. In the garage are another nine boxes with my oversized graphic novels, art/graphic design books and the rest of my library. Designed some backgrounds for a children's theatre group production two weeks ago in the Lyceum Theatre at Horton Plaza. These were projected on a 14' x 9' screen; large enough for the actors to play in front, around and behind. I'll post up something on my art website when I have a chance. Actually, that'll be my first project . . . updating the damn site with a whole bunch of crap. But first, I'll need to survive Mother's Day.

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Current Listening To:

70's Stevie Wonder. Nothing tops Seventies Stevie. Seventies Stevie is so good he gets a "Get out of jail free" card for the rest of his artistic life. It doesn't matter if his material since the mid 80s has not up-to-par with his Seventies output. That's like getting mad at Einstein for not coming up with anything as good as his theory of special relativity and his thoughts on the fabric of space/time. I mean who cares if he had a problem with quantum mechanics? Dude gets a pass. That's like getting mad at Gretzky over his wife's gambling scandal. Who cares . . . the dude gets a pass. Who cares if OJ murdered his . . . oh wait . . . strike that. No pass.

some random thoughts

Now while my wife rocks the baby to sleep, I've got a spare moment to finally jot down some thoughts that have been burning my mental square acreage . . .

• This Apple Vs. PC thing is OLD AND TIRED
  
  So I thought that this was pretty much a dead issue . . . I mean it's 2006 already. Hasn't the world already moved on? Apparently not . . . seems this issue tends to rear it's ugly head every month or so among my coworkers. You know, the ipod comes up as a topic every so often, which eventually leads to discussions about the Mac OS. The great majority of coworkers (being PC heads) either openly scoff, expressively roll their eyes or look like they just smelled a turd. Then the graphic designer, a lone standard bearer with a predestined blind allegiance to all things Apple, jumps into the fray, bravely defending the Mac like it was her family's coat of arms.
  
  Okay, y'all need to get a grip. First off, WE'RE TALKING ABOUT STUPID COMPUTERS!!!! The kind of fervor that froths up from both camps should be reserved for one's spouse, children, family or country . . . NOT A FREAKING PRODUCT!!!!! A computer is a tool. You can have a preference for one tool over another, just don't act like that this tool gave birth to your first born child. And this also goes double for those COKE VS. PEPSI acolytes. IT'S FREAKING SODA!!!! You're going to war over CARBONATED COLORED SUGAR WATER!!!!
  
  Okay some quick perspective here . . . the MAC OS was built to be a product; something to work as elegantly and as hassle-free as a microwave oven. Creative types usually, but not always, want to know their tool's capabilities. Knowing what the tool can or can't do frees them up to actually start being creative. The PC OS (Windows, Linux, etc.) is more like a blank slate, a universe of possibilities that a user controls through language. If there is a need, then be assured that 80 different programmers will write up 299 different sofware to fill that need.
  
  I'm already spending too long on this. So to cut to the chase, and for full disclosure, I'm a Mac agnostic. I'll prefer to use the Mac, but if someone offers me a free PC with all the bells and whistle I require, I would be stupid not to take it. And for those of you religious freako "MACAZOIDS" out there who would call me a traitor . . . why in the hell should I show loyalty to something I GIVE MY HARD EARNED MONEY TO? Apple should be loyal to ME, not the other way around. The only reason they're in business is because enough people are convinced that their product has value. The minute they don't (it sure seemed that way in the mid 90's) I'm outta here. The ipod saved that company's ass, no matter how good their OS is. Cuz the simple truth is that any PC based OS is good enough to live with. It does the job. Maybe not as cleanly, maybe not as elegantly, but it will do what the MAC does. And at much better prices too.


• What's cool to a 25 year old, will just be pathetic when he hits 35
  
  Act your age people. Realize your limitations. This is just another variation on 'the old man at the club' Chris Rock joke. Move on people. Leave the throwing-up-in-the-morning-at-a-dumpster-just-caught-syphillis-from-my-skanky-one-night-stand activities to the young. They can take the hit. They've got the time and energy to make up for it. A 35 year old guy trying to act like a 25 year old cool guy has the danger of just looking pathetic and worn out. It's called the 'circle of life' for a reason.
  
  AND YES, I KNOW I'M THE GUY WHO COLLECTS SUPERMAN DOLLIES, but I don't let it interfere with my real adult life . . . there are boundaries you do not cross . . . learn them.


• And speaking of Superman . . . is it me or does the actor in the new Superman movie look a little gay?
  
  I mean, the Superman costume is not the most macho thing to begin with, but the new Superman looks like some ballet dancer or ice skater prancing around all delicate and shit. I want my Superman to look somewhat more manly. I mean Chris Reeves never looked gay to me and that 70s outfit of his is a quicksand trap of gayness. I'll hold final judgement until the movie comes out, but I'm a little worried here.

That's all I got for now. Time to go to sleep.

A crazy person's prison cell . . .

Since Mulysa was so keen on seeing my Superman dollies, here's a quick snippet . . .



The huge one in the center is of course my favorite. Given by Wifey back in 98. A sign of **TRUE LOVE***. Looked all so lonesome by itself, so naturally I had to buy others to keep it company. To the left of this picture would be my other DC Superheroes. To the upper right are my Marvel and other associated figures. Space is always an issue. I might have to build some shelves on the wall with the paintings for more dolly space. Plus, the size of my graphic novel collection shows no sign of slowing down. So I have to account for that space. The life of a geek with money . . . ugh.