Archive for the ‘musings’ Category
There’s more thingies that could be added here, but…uh, I ran out of paper.
Two months left to live in the bachelorhood (see, that’s funny cause it’s almost sounds like living in the neighborhood), but really all that means to me is two months left until Tara time. It’s going to go fast and slow and crazy wild. Wish us luck!
Leave what you know now
Put those feelings underground
Fill your heart with strange new sound
– “Adventure Guide” by Lima (from BROTHERSISTER)
I have now watched the LOST series finale twice, and I have to say that, overall, I am satisfied with its ending. But only because I am adding my own ending details to it. Spoilers ahead, but I’m sure you all knew that anyway.
See, I get what they did. They pulled the rug out from under us one last time, showing us an alternate universe for an entire season that was not so much alternate as it was imaginary. They are dead. They all died. It was going to happen anyway, given time and all, and we’re given a glimpse of them all finally coming together, one last hurrah, to move on elsewhere. It’s emotionally satisfying in that love and peace and friendship is what they wanted most, and they found that on the island, together, each in their own way.
My theory is simple. Jacob, as protector of the island, had powers. He gave Richard immortality, he traveled off the island to touch each of his candidates, thus ensuring their safety until Oceanic 815 crashed. Jacob’s mother also had powers. And if Jack had lasted a bit longer, I’m sure he would’ve discovered some too. This brings me to Hurley. He was told to do what he has always done: take care of people. And Hurley is no Jacob, with Ben passing along the idea that maybe there’s a different way to run things. So my idea is this, and this is why I’m okay with everything; Hurley used his powers as the island’s protector to give all his friends this shared sub-conscious world to live in after death before moving on.
Did I want more plot answers than people answers? Sure. What was up with the Dharma Initiative, and why were they so interested in kidnapping children? Why were some people in the church and not others? Penny was there, but she wasn’t an Oceanic crasher. So why wasn’t Miles and Lepidus there, or Faraday and Charlotte? How did Kate’s horse get on the island if the Smoke Monster could only take the form of the locally dead? Were the numbers really cursed or just ironic and things to be caught by hardcore viewers? Was the sickness real or just Smokey infecting people’s minds?
I could go on…
But it’s over. There’s no more chances, no more hints. It is going to be weird tonight to not watch a new episode, to not get a wee bit closer to unraveling one of TV’s greatest mysteries. Sigh.
But thanks for everything, LOST. I’ll see you in another life.
Listen, people. I gotta be honest here. If there’s one thing that I’d like to achieve in this eat-sleep-work life of mine, it’s that one day someone will draw something–a picture, a comic, a sketch, anything–in my style. And people will recognize it as such. As they say, imitation is the greatest form of flattery.
I have influences, many influences, but it’d be hard to know who by specifically looking at my work. I look to Bill Amend for color, I look to Bill Watterson for minute details in the background, I look to Gary Larson for the offbeat humor, I admire the craziness that is Robert Crumb, and I can’t deny the simple prowess that is perspective in Charles Schultz’s work. These are artists that have shaped me growing up–and even if I can’t see their guidance in my work, maybe others can. I don’t know. I just draw how I draw.
Maybe Supertown will be the ball that starts rolling. Only time will tell.
You remain turned away
Turning further every day
– “The World Has Turned and Left Me Here” by Weezer
Don’t mind me, I’m just being mopey.
This old world, well, it was mine to take
Faith can keep you warm, but I’ll teach you how to shake
And I’ll come to you like a little girl
It’s only gonna make you love me more
– “Gonna Make You Love Me” by Ryan Adams
So, yeah, that card game I’ve been working on for over two years, unofficially called Paranormal Activity, is going through its fourth iteration. But that’s okay because I’m finally at a place where I think 1) the rules work and 2) the game is fun. Granted, I’ve only playtested it two times in the past 730 days because I’m not pushy about it. Also, this is where I will lament my losership and severe lack of friends.
Anyways, with the rules nearly where I want them, I’ve gone and redesigned certain card types to make it easier to understand and less cluttered:
The game is a clear mix of Munchkin, Magic the Gathering, and Star Wars CCG. Hopefully, one day, every one of you readers will get to play it. It’ll probably be completed in 2089. You know, when I’ll be dead. Until then, keep an eye out for ghosts. Mine especially.
We all just want to be understood, right?
And some things are better stressed
Cause silence can be overwhelming
– “Madison Prep” by Further Seems Forever
Internally, I go through this every single day, and it’s getting pretty tiring. So how about y’all just tell me what to do with my life? I’ll even consider being a professional cabana boy or what-have-you. Just help me find my path. I thank you in advance.
I can hear you calling out
Across the great divide
Right or wrong, there’s a feeling in my heart
I try to follow
But lately I just hide
– “The Great Divide” by Joe Cocker