November 2011

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Mister Master
11.19.11 | Permalink | Comment?

When I got home from work last night, this was waiting for me on the stairs to the bedroom. It felt pretty cool to hold it for the first time, but then I opened it and I immediately remembered how tired I am of seeing those pages. I’m proud that I did it, and I am really glad it actually got printed and something didn’t prevent all my hard work from ever seeing the light of day, I’m just still sick of seeing the content right now. However, holding this and seeing it has made the idea of doing the other book James wants me to do much more tempting.

If I could iron out some deal with him that involved a retainer, a phone schedule, and a slight increase in wages (I’m no longer amateur, he should know that…), all based around my John Deere schedule I would definitely do it. For now I’m guessing that project is on hold, regardless of whether or not I’m involved, based on one of our last conversations. I believe the plan is to try and recuperate some of the overhead from this book first, before proceeding with the next. I’m also contemplating the idea of just doing the drawings, and letting someone else handle the layout (since it was a large part of the problem last time around, but that being said I’ve done all the work and essentially just have to switch the content and rearrange things).

Anyone who wants to buy a copy can do so here. It is pretty awesome.
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Take your kid to work day
11.02.11 | Permalink | Comment?

More like take a JERK to work day!

Someone doesn’t seem pleased to be spending the day with mom making funeral arrangements. I think his mind will change once he spends a few minutes with her in the prep room.
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Januhairy
11.01.11 | Permalink | Comment?

Some of you may be aware that last year I wanted to start my own annual facial hair tradition much like Movember called Decembeard, where I would be permitted to let my facial hair get longer than an eighth of an inch – something Holly frowned upon. But here we are a year later, and now Holly and the rest of the general populous are madly in love with my beard, so I’m forced to pioneer yet another tradition.

I hereby declare 2011-2012 as the dawn of Janu- (or possibly Febru-) hairy. I hope to avoid trimming my beard (and hair) until the end of which ever month I actually decide on, but I’m guessing the minute Holly reads this she will turn to me and say something like “If you don’t trim that thing you’re not getting sex.”, and I’ll respond with something like “I’m going to trim my beard, can we do it?”, and she’ll roll her eyes and say “Good god, what’s wrong with you?”, and I’ll take the fact that she didn’t say no as a “Oh you know I wanna do it, bad!”.

Absolute fact: Chicks dig beards, the only reason some of them make us trim/shave them is jealousy.