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Saturday, December 6th, 2008
2:21 pm
Figured I'd toss an invite out there to the live journal crowd I'm friendly to. I'll be taking Sunday off. I know! holy shit!

I'll be spending that day off watching some movies and then shooting some pool down at Draft Pics in Mount Vernon. Your all invited to come along.

I'll be at the Lincoln Theater at about 3:00 pm to watch Burn After Reading. Then hitting up the bar shortly there after. You should all join me if your able.

This is happening tomorrow the 7th.


Current Mood: awake
Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008
9:12 pm
Between the stink of my shit an' puke an' piss an' the noise from.....
Between the stink of my shit an' puke an' piss an' the noise from what was crawlin' around outside, my week in the coffin kind of sucked.

The Rules:
* Get the book closest to you now.
* Go to page 56.
* Find the 5th sentence.
* Write the sentence in your subject... if it'll fit.
* Copy these instructions in the commentary.
* Don't look for your fave book or the coolest one, just the closest

Do it. Amuse me. Make it so... and so on and so forth.

Current Mood: amused
Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
12:43 pm
I voted today.
Put my absentee ballot in the mail today. I was finally able to decide on who I felt needed to be where. I honestly thought that I would have to go down and pull the lever with a toss of the coin. I was honestly surprised to wake up this morning and know what I'd do. Such a little thing really. I think the saving grace for me is my ambivalent feeling to the entirety of this presidential race.

Current Mood: amused
Thursday, June 26th, 2008
3:34 pm
dan is a dull boy
No days off
No money
No place to go
No recreation
No time
No special someone
No life
No energy
No distractions
No hobbies
No creativity
No desire
No boredom
No glass half full
No glass half empty
No house
No car
No pets
No new cloths
No great plans
No good drama
No fun
No grandeur
No use grumbling

Current Mood: drained
Saturday, September 1st, 2007
11:19 pm
Anyone going to Belcon in October... I'm to have a table there? Supposedly.
Tuesday, August 15th, 2006
5:04 pm
I am no longer a pedestrian
I own a motorcycle....

Kawasaki Vulcan 500

This is gunna be fun.

Current Mood: cheerful
Monday, July 10th, 2006
4:57 am
My weekend
Was actually full for a change and it didn't fly by with a whirlwind of monotony either. It parted with me really quite nicely. And I spent like 400 bucks which was dumb but worth it all at the same time.

I went, this weekend, to the Skagit Valley Highland Games. It was a lot of fun, usually I'm in California at this time of year or I'm working and catch maybe an hour of it making the entrance fee completely pointless cause I don't get to do or see anything. But this time, I saw and did a lot.

Came away with a sunburn, a couple nice shirts, a tapestry I'll use for a proper curtainin my room instead of a banner from Shanghai Noon and a blanket.

I watched the sporting events and went to a keen concert, ate hot cashews and drank a rootbear float. Not ver Scottish, I wanted a meat pie but didn't get around to it. I was too engrossed in the awesome music, bagpipes and fiddlers.

I visited the sword tent of course. Scottish Sword and Shield and bought a basket hilted broadsword for my collection. I'd been wanting one of those for a while. Its pretty nice and damn well better be for 200 bucks.

I had fun over all. Ask me about it if you see me about.

Current Mood: cheerful
Saturday, May 20th, 2006
4:01 am
3:38 am
Movies people love to hate...
I can't help but get a kick out of media these days. I've seen random reports here and there about the release of "Da Vinci Code" based on the laughably crappy "page turner" by Dan Brown. I bought the book to see what all the hubbub was about and also Demons and Angels his other classic so blatantly written like a screen play it was just irritating to read. At least about half way through the texts he seems to have gotten lessons on How to write so they end better than they begin in both cases.

Okay, the book was fine in that it grabs your attention and keeps it. It was also written in such a manner that is easily translates to the screen almost verbatim. That's tickity-boo. This is what really makes me chuckle. Pundits on TV who are calling either foul to parts, OR the folks who are worried that certain aspects of sects of the Catholic Church are vilified within its pages and within the movie. To that I wonder if they actually bothered to read the book.

The other thing that I laugh hard at is how priests in some Catholic parishes are telling their congregation to not see it, which naturally stirs up attention. There truly is no better advertising tool than so called Controversy. I recall buying the book off the fiction shelf. All that aside...

We have been having church groups buying out entire auditoriums so that they could all watch it together. The same way and manner in which we sold out shows of Mel Gibson's "Passion of the Christ". I think all but two of our shows today sold out on opening day. That number might have been dropped to three if it had been sunny. I was disappointed though that we didn't have any protesters. That would have put the attendance through the roof.

Current Mood: amused
Monday, April 17th, 2006
12:40 am
I love this... uh, situation.
So I leave my house Saturday, the sun is out its a bit nippy. Not to big of a deal. I've got my backpack slung and my fleece pulled tight around my body ready to wade into the day. All things are a-go.

I walk the first fifteen minutes of my journey to work, it is an hour walk in total. I near the Lutheran Church when mother nature strikes in the form of a light drizzle, no biggie, I'm a Washingtonian and umbrellas are for foreigners and pussies.

So I continue to walk the next ten minutes of my journey. It starts to rain harder. I cross the railroad tracks on my way to Riverside drive, it starts to pour. I in turn start to cuss. I'm committed now and turning back to call a cab or bum a ride would be futile and make me late for work. So I slog forward.

I reach the bridge connecting the booming metropolis of Mount Vernon to the boom-town of Burlington. The wind has picked up and threatens to freeze the now ice cold rain to the side of my face. The rain is now hitting me horizontally. By the time I make it across the bridge the entire right hand side of my body is soaked pretty well through. To say the least I shook my fist at the skies above.

I put my head down watching the beads off a steady stream of water cascading off my black baseball cap. I can only see out of one eye as the right lens of my glasses is so spotted with moister that I can't see. This is all of little concern. Its a discomfort but handlable.

Finally, dripping and grumbling I arrive at the mall, I have completed my one hour journey, which took me one hour and ten minutes I've discovered as I clock in at the kiosk. I mumble a greeting to my co-manager and head for the "cave". My right foot squeaks beneath my weight as I climb the back stairwell to enter the book. A concern has taken hold, my backpack. It shielded most of my back from the pelting rain.

It is waterproof but only to an extent, water resistant is a better word. I quickly shrug off its straps and put it on my desk. Unzip it and realize much to my outrage that my notebook and my current project are wet. So begins my workday.

I am not amused. I swear a lot.

Fortunately the damage seems to be light. Most everything is salvageable. And placing drawings in the booth near lamp-house cooling fans seems to have done the trick. I left my backpack and drawing gear at work before I left, damned if I'll put all that to risk again.

Especially considering that my current project, intended for a three or four panel comic has blossomed or rather escaped my grasp into a seven panel monstrosity. I truly do not care to start over on.

Anyone have any good advice on how to salvage papers that have been hit with moisture?

Current Mood: hopeful
Tuesday, April 4th, 2006
1:34 am
So I actually USED my account, couple scraps, nothing special. But it was a good test of my new scanner. Which I was pleased to see, actually has a scan range large enough to cover my current sketch pad. Which is awesome. I'm sure I could put a link or something here, but I'm lazy and inept. My Deviant art name is ~jhaad. If your reading this and don't know what deviantart is then go away I don't know you. Otherwise, check it out and feel free to comment.

Current Mood: calm
Friday, March 10th, 2006
3:13 am
I did a double take this morning. I put Libertine together this Thursday at work. Then I crawl on here to tell all you lazy curs to get off your backside and go to the theater to sit back down on your rump and watch this show. Its good, but then the double take, I find out the movie actually came out in 2004... huh? Anyway, check it out. In the mid term between the hard R scenes its good, the R scenes are capital R I hear, which makes it all kinds of neato. Oh and Depp is in it I hear.
Thursday, January 12th, 2006
1:35 am
so I'm a pedestrian now...
I hate to rant, it seems thats all live journal is for. But I've got so much to hate right now. Namely the piece of shit who stole my fucking car.

Why anyone would want a 1986 Honda Accord with like 300000 miles defies all reason but they did.

So if any of you see a Honda Accord four door that is light blue, missing the driver side door molding with licence number of 351-LIR... be so kind as to notify the police. If you notify me and I catch up to those involved with stealing my car and my garbage littering the back seat. There is likely to be a homicide, but I like to think of it as justice. To each their own.

Current Mood: angry
Monday, December 12th, 2005
1:49 am
I got snubbed by the chick I like...
...That is the title of my newest opus in illustration. I'd like to know, if someone cares to comment. Why it is that I'm attracted to people whom don't like me, yet often find myself appalled by the people who do? Seriously, there has got to be something scientific someone can say here.

So, I finally get the oh so sweet booth shift where there is nothing to do but look down upon the peons below with mild disdain from my lofty perch within the "Cave" of my theater. All the major work has been done so I've very little to do besides babysit 14 well behaved machines. When I am accosted by the need to draw. This happens far to infrequently for me to make leaps and bounds in my skillz.

I've been struggling lately to be honest, my work has been sub par even for my own lowbrow standards. But today I clicked and poo'd out something that I'd actually like to ink and maybe post somewhere that some mammal or vegetable may see it one day.

It was rough and I was looking for a critique. Lo my brain is drawn to the gal I've been trying to set up a date with. She's an art student and I work with her. I'd have flat out asked the lil lady out by now if it wasn't for having to work together and I don't want awkwardness at the job. So I try to be subtle and suggest catching a movie that we'd be talking about or somesuch. Nothing to over the top. You know, lets go get a coffee together on break. Little things.

Now I can tell you honestly I can count on one hand the amount of people I've let look through my notebooks and I've gone so far as to offer a couple times to let her look through it. Never seem to manage a moment for it though. Something always comes up. It was slow after 10pm and she was in the box office so I brought my notebook down stairs and struck up a conversation which I woefully found to be one sided as she was engrossed in a Sudoku puzzle.

Having been after her to look at this damn book of mine for several weeks I figured now that there is no distractions she'd look. So to break the ice I ask if she'd doodled anything in the box that evening, usually she had and her skill with manga type artwork is really quite refined, she's got a hell-ava good eye for it and it always seems dynamic so I'm a bit of a fan.

I say," this is all I managed tonight." and plopped the full page picture down in front of her off to the side a bit so I wouldn't be rude. When I'm on I'm on and can flat out draw and cover a lot of space when I'm where I need to be to be focused. She looked from her puzzle to the drawing, kinda a quick glance, the kind you make when your checking your mirrors before changing lanes. "Nice" she said and went right back to her puzzle...

So that right there gave me the title to the piece. "I got snubbed today by the girl I like"

I'm a guy. I'm stupid. Women make me this way. I may just now be getting the hint. Either that or this flighty bird is just too scatterbrained to get me or something. But that just about did it for me. I've never wanted to punch someone in the face to get there attention before. But that was just rude.

Certainly I take my artistic side seriously, its the only thing I've won awards for based on my merit, skill and improvement. One hand I tell you, one damn hand is all I need to count on to get the total people I've invited to look through my notebooks. The BS crowd count as one person though. They are borg like and collectively give me input. Which I value over pretty well any critiques I've ever received.

As for the girl now... wwwwwhhell fuck you then. Can't give me two minutes to comment on my nights efforts? Pow right in the kisser! I'm standing right here damnit! Pay attention. And if she starts griping about never being asked out again... Oh good lord, forgive me for what I might say.

Current Mood: artistic
Thursday, December 8th, 2005
2:45 am
huzzah. Lets share. -_-
Another long and dreary night: Sometimes I don't know what my problem is. I can go fine for so damn long without thinking of certain topics then something touches a cord and I become an obsessive compulsive hater of my own thought process. Its almost self destructive.

I can get in a zone where nothing bothers me. Every issue or problem or even someone elses issues or problems just kind of roll of like water on a ducks back. Then someone will pop off about how lonely there are. How miserable they are. How many long hours they work with no breaks. How they hate their family or have some petulent feud with a friend. And it just sets in my gut like a lump of coal. Like some weight in a bag that doesn't fill the area it has around it. Not enough to sent me off on others but enough to grab my attention and hold it.

And this latest macabre feeling is derived from a bunch of mush.

Try whatever I can to alleviate nonsense like this and all I do is dig a deeper hole. Someone either toss me a rope or toss me a shovel. Either way give me a direction to go. I hate being awkward around folks I need to see the next day.

Back to your regularly scheduled cyber surfing.

Current Mood: annoyed, lonely and bitter
Friday, September 16th, 2005
9:10 pm
Alright... what the hell
is going on?

I need to here whats going on up in the big city. Here its a lot of alfalfa, cows, chickens, a donkey (don't ask), cussing at busted ass old equipment and more alfalfa. Any news from the Black Drop or any of that? I'm not really good about keeping up on others posts. My applogies, I must either be missing all your entries or you all booted me off your friends lists. Either way, tis cool, I'll be back in October to bug you in person.

Current Mood: bored
Tuesday, July 12th, 2005
12:10 am
misquitos, cow and chickens oh my!
So... I'm in California. Been do'n stuff too. We just finished first cutting and now things have slowed up for a couple days so that I can actually do something besides work and sleep. Haven't really had time to draw or do any artsy fartsy stuff and I don't have a scanner so posting my latest opus is out.

I met a porn star the other day though, go figure, BFE and I meet a nookie celebrity. She was pretty cool. Angelica Wild was her name. Google it you should come up with some smut.

Lets see what else?... might go to Reno later this month for a wedding or might be up in the Washington area later for a wedding, don't know which one I'll go too really and honestly I think I'll be far to busy to go to either.

Growing you city folks food can be a drag sometimes. The whole sun up til sun down thing, that folks think farmers have to do, well its true. No extra time exept to eat and sleep. When your going your going hard, when your not you're looking for stuff to do. You look for the "rount'et".. meaning you look for all the jobs you said, "we're gunna fix that thar fence when we get rount'et." Anyway, someone post something enlightening. Peace.

Current Mood: busy
Friday, March 25th, 2005
1:30 pm

I got a real kick out of this.



Wednesday, January 19th, 2005
1:20 am
the Killer". Did you all like it? Is not Takashi Miike one cool fugglin director?
Friday, December 10th, 2004
1:21 am
So, what a way to end a workday and start the 25th year of my life. I was very near the edge of reason at work today. Not one of my finer moments. I was trying to recall when the last time was that I actually got so angry at something that I had to walk way before I lost it completely and destroyed everything surrounding me. I had to walk away screaming twice...

I'd really like to send about 2000 feet of loose film wrapped around a dead fish to technicolor. Bastards!... a Sicilian death threat is just what those fuckers need.

I don't want to get into details, but Ocean's 12 somehow was sent to me in some goofuckup way to just inconvienace me to no end, nothing went right. Have you ever had one of those days where one small problem snowballs into an avalanch of lets Fuck with Youism?... long story short, at 4 hour job turned into an 8 hour shift. Ocean's 12... bullshit, more like 7 reels of George Cloony make Dan mad!

Not to mention Techincolors wise and smarmy and bastardly... and and... yeah son-o'tah-bitch... they had us editing adds! ADDS! you know those damn precomercials before the Damn trailers! They had us editing those! Taking one out in the middle of an already assembled one, making none factory splices! Inserting new add! ARGGH! I think some jackass suit had an rectal aneurysm and shat out half his brain to come up with this brilliant, time stopping moment in my life.

I'm gunna go pout somemore.

Current Mood: angry
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