Here is a rendering of my Starfleet Holly robot. It was really hard to make her eyes emit blue light. No matter how dark the colour was or how low I set the power, it seemed to always be too bright. Even these are too bright for me, but she does have really bright blue eyes in real life, so I suppose it’s not too inappropriate.
What is inappropriate however, is my love for her shiny robot bewbs. I want to motorboat the hell out of those metal melons!
I’ve modeled so many new things in the last 2 weeks. Most of it was for Holly’s Valentine’s Day gift, and all of it was fun to make. I won’t share all the details, but I had no money so I wrote Holly a story about how she mended my broken heart.
I used the lamp model as a cop-out back when I made Bongbot, because I wanted something to represent Holly and it was thin and illuminating. She wasn’t too impressed with the fact that I hadn’t put any effort into her, and I’ve always felt bad about it.
I decided to make a new robot that clearly represents her, and that evolved into me modeling her, the boys, the cats, and just about everything else – including the kitchen sink!. It took hours, and I had to work on it only when she and the boys weren’t here, so I was constantly thinking I wouldn’t finish in time, but I got it done, and it turned out better than I ever expected.
I surprised her with that, and some orange roses (thanks to my mum and my friend Jackie for their help with the flowers) when we got home from Toronto. I figured if the story flopped, the flowers would possibly redeem me. Luckily she liked them both.
Here are some of the models I made for her gift:
Kanika and Oliver
Holly, Gage and Roan
Holly and Bongbot in Starfleet uniforms
Holly had her laser eye surgery ten days ago, and was on vacation the entire time. Her company, coupled with my laziness, prevented me from doing any blog updating. I had intended to write all about her surgery on here, and post a video of the procedure, but didn’t want to do so until she was able to watch the video, and look at the images to give her stamp of approval (well, all but one… can you guess which one got fast-tracked and bypassed approval?). Or maybe I was just using that as an excuse to be lazy longer.
Anyway, here it is:
Holly’s Super Big Fun Laser Eye Adventure Here We Go Awesome!
It began with the usual waiting room stuff, then after a short wait we went into an office to have a preliminary interview with one of the nurse people. She told us what to expect, and how to take care of her eyes after the operation then asked if we had any questions. Holly asked her if she could tell her what her eyesight would be after the procedure – meaning 20/20, 15/20 40/20?? – and the girl said “Oh, you have what we refer to as three finger vision. Basically, if you can’t see the big “E” at the top of the letter chart, we hold up three fingers just to make sure you’re not blind.” – Yikes! After a few more questions, she told me if I wanted to I could watch them do the procedure. Of course I jumped at the opportunity, and am always ready with my camera.
I had to stand behind glass in another room for sterilization reasons, but they had a monitor showing the procedure which I was able to see. I took a video of the whole procedure, but split it into parts. This is the best one, and shows the end of the first eye, and most of the second eye.
She didn’t seem too bothered by the whole ordeal, but was in intense pain almost immediately after. I took her home and went to retrieve a prescription for pain medicine.
When we got home, Roan was glad to see that she was okay – he had been worried sick while we were gone. Then he asked what colour Holly’s new eyes were. I then realized he thought she had an eye transplant. I, being the clever, playful cobra I am, decided to tell him she had a pair of puppy eyes put in. Beagle eyes, that were the same colour. He believed me for a minute, but then Holly ruined the game with her truth bullshit.
Hopefully once her eyes are fully healed she can see zombies coming at her a little better.
This is a photo of the backyard at Holly’s house right now. The snow is so high, but the picture doesn’t accurately depict it. It’s literally been snowing this big fluffy snow for 3 days now, with no breaks at all.
Thankfully Holly owns a snow-blower, or my back would be in major pain right now. Her driveway is huge, and would take me an hour at least with a shovel. I’ve had to use it 3 times in the last 24 hours, and I actually think I enjoy it. I just need to find my warm winter boots and it might be my new favourite chore.
The other benefit to the snow-blower is that I don’t have to rush inside afterward and strip off my layers of clothing because I’m sweating like mad, and have exhausted my energy reserves. This (coupled with my newly acquired Nerf gun) has been making me want to build a snow fort really bad. Unfortunately the snow is not pack-y at all, and is therefore practically useless.
Although it did provide a nice background for a walk with Holly last night. A walk which provided us both with a chance to sport our custom made scarfs, courtesy of the Queen Cobra.
That’s Holly bundled up with her new grey Silver Scarf of Power. It keeps her warm and grants her level 7 enchanted embalming radial attacks with +2 to hotness.
An here I am in my Super Space Invading Scarf of Skillage. It keeps that animal growing on my throat warm (although you’d think something with that much fur would stay warm fine on it’s own), and adds +5 to all skills and +1000 to deadly good looks.
Both worked awesome, and now lie resting for when their powers are next called upon. (Thanks mum <3)
We got tons of snow the last two days (and it’s not stopping), and that means I managed to talk Holly into killing Nazi-zombies with me for a little bit. She’s never willing to play because she “hates the stupid toggles” (she means analog sticks), but she was just bored enough the other day to try. She did pretty good for someone who has never played a first-person-shooter before. She still refuses to use her pistol and get points, but she’s evolving. Soon we’ll be pwn’n nubs together on the onlines. We can now get to level 11 or 12 on the easiest map, but she has yet to survive the zombie-dogs on my favourite map. I’m sure with more practice though, she’ll be as good or better than I am, and we’ll be singing Pack-A-Punch jingles together, while we splatter zombie guts all over each other.
I tried to get Holly to play Co-op Campaign on World at War, but it’s not a good game for seeing the enemies. You basically have to look for muzzle flare, and shoot dudes you can barely see 75% of the time (even without split screen it’s pretty tough to see dudes). I figured she needed more experience with the basic FPS controls, so I suggested we try Gages new Halo 3 ODST game. The enemies in Halo games are either bright colours or 10′ tall, or a combination of the two. We threw it in last night for about 30 minutes before deciding it was worse than Halo 3, and incredibly boring and frustrating. We gave up on Halo and agreed to never play it again.
I’m glad Holly was willing to try killing zombies with me, and even more glad she loves it. I like that she gets the adrenaline rush I get when she plays (maybe even more than I do – I never scream, ever). Hopefully it helps her understand why I have a hard time tearing myself away from games, and end up awake until 4am most nights.
My first Xmas with Rousseau family was a learning experience. I learned that it takes a real long time to open presents when everyone goes one at a time. I also learned that I have a long way to go, as far as my patience and tolerance levels go. I’m still getting use to hanging out with an 8 year old every day. I often forget he’s only 8, and he’s not going to remember everything, nor will he care to worry about “my” rules when there are fun things about. I’m the same as he is in many ways, and I need to remember that. I’m sure I can be more annoying than an innocent 8 year old most of the time, and I should know better.
My poor attitude aside, it was still a fun time. I enjoyed watching the boys rip open their toys, and then show them off like everyone should be jealous. I told the boys about a month ago that the Lego factory burnt down, and all the Legos and Bionicles metled together into one huge ball of plastic. As a result, we wouldn’t be able to buy them any for Xmas. I was hoping they would believe me, and then when they opened up their gifts they would be even more surprised. It actually kind of worked. I figured Roan would believe me (he loves me, and believes most of what I say), but didn’t expect Gage to fall for it even for a second. After they opened all the Legos and Bionicles, I asked them if they believed me about the factory burning down. Roan totally did, and Gage said “I didn’t think you were serious, but then I actually started to get worried the other day.”.
Thankfully the factory didn’t burn, and we got to play with the coolest Legos I’ve ever seen. The other morning Roan asked me to put together his Scorpion Tank. I was happy to help out, and was looking forward to building something from a video game. It didn’t take long for my giant, awkward hands to get frustrated with all the piddly little bits, but after about 25 minutes we got it all together and looking perfect. Five minutes later Roan had already lost a couple pieces. Even without those it looks awesome, and is capable of taking down a Guitar Hoodie Monster in checkered pants.
This week is another week of me and the boys here all day. Hopefully with all these new video games and nerf guns (thanks everyone!) we’ll have plenty to keep us occupied. And since I’ve got a new camera (thanks mum!) I’ll hopefully capture a lot of it on film, and share it with the Cobra clan.
Here is the Xmas card some of you WOULD have got if I finished it and printed it, but I didn’t.
I’ve been incredibly depressed. Not only is this a shitty time of year to have no money whatsoever, but it’s also the one year anniversary of when I said goodbye to some of the people and things I loved most. A few days ago I thought I’d look through blog posts from a year ago and write about how much I’ve done or changed in the last year. When I went back to look I saw a lot of things that reminded me just how depressed I was at this time last year. Although I’m thankful I’ve found such wonderful people to start a new life with, I can’t help but question why – what have I done to deserve the love I feel from the people I care about?
I wish I could do something nice for everyone who has helped me over the last year. I wouldn’t have survived, or even attempted to if it wasn’t for most of you. I can’t thank you enough, and I’m forever indebted to you all.
Since I have nothing to share with any of you (besides a growing mountain of debt I doubt anyone wants) I want to tell you all I love you, and that next year I will do better.
If there is one person I couldn’t have lived without, and owe more than anyone else (besides my loving parents who always make sure I’m taken care of) it’s Holly. She has been the best part of life ever since she came into it. She’s beautiful and smart, and a very generous and kind person. In the last year, she’s been kind enough to make me part of her family and cared for me like I’m one of her boys.
Holly, I love you so much, and don’t deserve you one bit. I’m sorry I’ve been so down the last little while, and for lacking patience with the boys. I love you all, and I don’t mean to be such a douche all the time. I hope you and I live a long, happy life together. And one day, when I’m all grown up and have a job, I want to build you a gorgeous home for us to grow old and die in.
Last night Holly and Roan built a gingerbread house using a kit we bought on the weekend. Before they got started, Roan leaned on one of the gable end pieces and cracked a huge chunk off. Holly attempted to glue it back together with icing, but that wasn’t happening.
Although the Candy Land building inspector would have never passed it, a decision was made to proceed, using the damaged gable end. Despite having a large portion of the top missing, it still fit fairly well. The other end however, had some issues (as seen above). Not sure what happened there, but Holly covered her mistake with some royal icing and chocolate fondant, then touched it all up with some light airbrushing.
The end result was an elegant gingerbread palace, complete with landscaped gardens, multiple poison and fire alarms, and icicle draped fascia.
Even the broken gable end was magically transformed into a remarkable piece of engineering coupled with design. A beautifully labeled fire escape not only makes this one of the safest edible estates ever, it also adds some fine details to the otherwise boring back wall completing the masterpiece.
I look forward to watching Roan smash the house, and no one eating it. I ate the broken piece and it was hard and dry. I can’t imagine it’s going to get any softer while it sits on the end table over the next few days/weeks.
Is what the title of this Niagara This Week article should have been. Instead it was something stupid. Either way, that’s my lady there heaving bodies into a hearse. It was all for educational purposes, and she was there to do makeup as well as demonstrate her role as a first responder. Look for her on Cable 10 in Niagara. They had cameras there filming, but we have no idea when it will be broadcast.
She’s so cute in her professional suit.