kjpepper: (geeky love)
today's Questionable Content )

I would just like to mention that this is the reason why I try really hard not to talk about [livejournal.com profile] cell23 too much. THAT ACTUALLY HAPPENS.

You may thank me now.


Mar. 12th, 2009 03:02 pm
kjpepper: (LOL (eve))
"Frank Miller's" Charlie Brown

That's right, thumbsucker, I see you. *DEAD*
kjpepper: (LOL (eve))

kjpepper: (watch me YUL!!!)
hurr hurr hurr Dr. Manhattan has blue balls
kjpepper: (chibi me)
Saw Watchmen last night. )

I think overall I enjoyed it. I think it was, perhaps, respectful to its source to a fault in the fact there really wasn't anything all that new and different done with the story, but I think as a "see see? Watchmen IS filmable" exercise, it passes. That said... I think it would probably have made a far better miniseries than a movie, but I think that about a lot of things.

I snarfed.

Mar. 8th, 2009 02:08 pm
kjpepper: (pvrewind)
For those of you that don't read [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes, I repost this latest cause of coffee up the nasal passage in Andee's world:
Watchmen: Uncut
[Scene Opens]

Dr. Manhattan teleports into CERN, Geneva, Switzerland.

He gestures to a large control panel and video screens showing a long, circular tunnel.

"What is that?" He enquires of the surprised staff about him.

"That's the Large Hadron Collider!"

He regards them impassively with nuclear-furnace eyes.

"That's not a Large Hadron Collider. This," he motions downward, "is a Large Hadron Collider."

[Scene Closes]

--[livejournal.com profile] derigueur, via [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes

Of course someone had to point out that Dr. Manhattan had clearly confused the Large Hadron Collider with a large hardon collider (NSFW).

No, I haven't seen it yet, though theoretically I'm supposed to be seeing it tomorrow. I'm actually quite surprised/encouraged that people actually seem to be liking it out there as opposed to the rousing chorus of "HATED IT" I was expecting from the geekverse. I'm pretty sure I'm going to like it as well, but then again that's not saying much. Movies are like songs for me - it takes a lot for me to actively dislike one. Hell, I have fond memories of heckling the hell out of the Dungeons and Dragons movie when it came out... mainly because I enjoy watching Jeremy Irons stalking about in a dress animated lion costume robe and snarling at everyone, and that guy with the blue lipstick and the plastic armor was too damn funny to not be enjoyable. At some point, perhaps later this week, I still need to see Coraline as well. I've heard NOTHING but amazing reviews for that.

Hmm about that walk. It's now 54 out there and sunny. That's positively tropical. I think I'm going to go work on that vitamin D deficiency....
kjpepper: (what is love (random))
So a general update:

Been on the new steroid for about a week now. I've noticed a few things have improved since:
  • my weight is going down again. Course this could just be because I've been kinda off my feed this week.
  • bathroom trips are no longer an adventure. And by adventure I mean... okay, that's veering into TMI territory.
  • my right ankle/foot hasn't been swollen in a few days now, and it no longer hurts like someone picked up a nerve in the top of my foot and is twisting it.
  • the lingering abdominal soreness is gone too.
So far so good. I'm cautiously optimistic. No word yet on when I start Humira, but I'm guessing Dr. Tassoni'll discuss that with me on Friday.

Work is still kinda insane, and probably will continue to be for a bit. I am actually kinda glad about this, as busy == $$$ and after last week's expense laden horrificness I could seriously use $$$.

Dear Muse,

9am when I have six things to finish on my desk is NOT the time to whack me with the insipiration bat.


That said, literally, when I sat down this morning, an entire world dropped into my head. No, really. It's messed up. It's like all the little nebulous side stories and fiction ideas that I've been dicking around with for the past six or so years suddenly have a unifying theme and a home. And weirdly enough... this may be the key to finding my way back here at the end of the year. Man, but I wish I could draw better than I do. Or at least faster.

And now, chicken pasta parmesan, part deux. YAY.
kjpepper: (brat)
One of y'all needs a beating for not telling me that they've been rereleasing The Baby-sitters Club as a comic book series and that it's actually GOOD.

That is all. *goes back to re-experiencing Kristy's Great Idea*
kjpepper: (nyeh! demongo)

Diner and Beetlejuice to follow. Looking forward to it.
kjpepper: (a panther in winter)
For those of you that haven't seen today's xkcd:

I'd like to see more damage assessments for hurricanes hitting New York and flooding Manhattan -- something like the 1938 Long Island Express, but aimed a bit more to the west.  It's just a matter of time.
kjpepper: (lol internet)
why had no one told me about Multiplex before? (or maybe you have, and if so you have the right to smack me)

This is pretty parallel to the comic I had sorta planned about sunny's and my stints at Cinefart. I'm trying to decide if I'm mad this guy beat my lazy ass to it. :)

Meantime this some funny shit.

ETA: also. PS238 REALLY funny stuff.
kjpepper: (srsly...wtf?)
There is a Boondocks comic from way the hell back when (a Sunday) where Huey goes off on this big long rant against air conditioning and resolves to sit outside in the heat and sun because he is a proud African and can take the weather. Granddad, is as usual, all like "Whatever, we'll be nice and cool inside." Then after a beat or two, Huey yells "Can a proud African get some Kool-Aid?" and Granddad responds with "In the fridge, Shaka Zulu."

Google has failed me, and I have to work. Your mission, Nation, is to find this comic for me.

ETA: Dammit, sure NOW I need a Boondocks icon a week after I deleted both of the ones I had grr
kjpepper: (eat your skull)
dead beavis
dead beavis
dead beavis isn't much fun. :P

Seriously, I'm going into mild laptop withdrawal. Mostly because I thought of yet another adjustment that I should make to my lego model currently trapped in Beavis' comotose brain. And while I _could_ start it over form scratch on some other compy, as I know what bricks I need and everything, that seems like too much effort to expend on anything but a last resort. So bleh.

Beavis also seems to have pulled a friend into his comatose state, as last night [livejournal.com profile] morlock's Spiritus Sancti wouldn't start up either. Both of them will be taking a little trip to the shop today.

Luckily there is Lost to distract me. we've just finished Episode six. Steadily getting more and more WTF all the time. I'm really starting to believe that all of these people are characters in a LARP run by a psych ward escapee.

I've been reading a lot of graphic novels and manga lately as well as regular books, no thanks to [livejournal.com profile] morlock. We've both been keeping up with the Scott Pilgrim series as it comes out, which is adorably silly. I recently got the latest trade of Strangers in Paradise, which I think may be the second to last one in the series, at least I heard somewhere that Terry Moore was finally ending it this year. I think I mentioned Blankets a couple of weeks back, which was a lovely, if sad, little trifle. And I'm waiting to borrow Fun Home from [livejournal.com profile] morlock. I'm very amused that he read that and now suddenly he wants to read all my DTWOF. *giggle* Incidentally, I should check if there's another book out. The last few episodes I've read lately seem years ahead of the last storyline I remember. *checks* yep. I'm missing at least one. I know I have up to Post-DTWOF, and I might D and Sundry Other Carbon-Based Life Forms TWOF, but I don't think I do (thanks of course, to [livejournal.com profile] innostransa, who gifted me with the entire series to date one birthday a couple of years back)

Long day today... gotta close concession by myself. Rar. And now... these messages.


Jun. 13th, 2006 09:57 am
kjpepper: (lorem ipsum)
from [livejournal.com profile] carolatina:
You scored as Sydney. You are Sydney! You know that most people are too foolish to make the world a better place, so you're not looking for a better tomorrow -- you're looking for some new clothes and a little respect in the academic world. You can be self-important, so be sure to hug your girlfriend and thank her for putting up with you.

Which Dyke to Watch Out For Are You?
created with QuizFarm.com</table>

Speaking of which, I need to pick up Fun Home next time I have monies. It looks excellent. That and get my DTWOF collection and my RK manga from the old place, as I have dedicated a small bookshelf to graphic novel comicky goodness and they are rather woefully missing. As is one of my volumes of The Boondocks. Curse, curse!

Anyscrew, tonight my agenda is Gamer Paradise BBQ (aka Tuesday night Dinner) as I have not yet said hello to [livejournal.com profile] wrpigeek and [livejournal.com profile] jade_eyes13 since they got back. Then more unpacking and list making and bemoaning the fact that all of my underwear is at the old house. ;)
kjpepper: (we're just kids (morlock))
and I might mention far to early to be up. Oh well.

I'm not sure what exactly I wanted to put in this entry. Not much has been really going on over the past couple of days, just hangouts with the 'Quad (with special guest star the Jew) really. Sunday [livejournal.com profile] sundart and [livejournal.com profile] anzovin cooked the family (minus [livejournal.com profile] morlock who was gamin') dinner, then we sat down to watch This Is Spinal Tap, which the girlies had never seen despite me nagging at Sunny for a good four years (but she apologized about a quarter way into the movie so I WIN. yes). The intro to the DVD is equally as hilarious as the movie is, kudos to them. I'm also amused that this movie is the reason why Christopher Guest and Jamie Lee Curtis are married - apparently she saw this movie, called up his agent and was all like "OMGWTF he's cute! Can we go on a date?" *chuckle* It's always the ones with the singularly bizarre get together story, isn't it? Can you just imagine the person giving Chris Guest that phone message? "Excuse me, sir, that girl from those Halloween slasher movies is on the phone. She wants to shag you."

Last night [livejournal.com profile] morlock and I did some work on the comics, with a few amusing delays that had me extremely glad I didn't know him in college or high school. The reason, either way, would have been the same - nothing done due to sexins all the freak time. Despite that, I did finally get one full strip at least sketched out. The style's finally resolving into something I like.

PSA - my celly's still AWOL. if you need me, try work, home, Gmail, [livejournal.com profile] morlock or [livejournal.com profile] sydneycat in that order.

all right, time to schlub off to work now. *sigh*


Jun. 22nd, 2003 01:47 pm
kjpepper: (Default)
So as opposed to my ubercraptastic last weekend, this weekend has been wonderful. . . . I haven't been writing about it because lots of stuff has been happening, and also yesterday I was also stumbling about in a harry-potter-no-sleep induced stupor. But, I'm a bit more awake now, and as [livejournal.com profile] sundart is happily cooking up some wheat-free pancakes for us, I have a little bit of time to express the highlights.

I came home from an only-mildly-lame-mostly-good day at work to find that [livejournal.com profile] darkling_dreams had arrived and was recovering from some craptastic job interviews-type bullshit in Lower Warzone, as beatgoddess refers to Springfield. We had a pretty good chat on the couch, and made plans to order Chinese and head for the Potter Party at [livejournal.com profile] spacecrime. Meanwhile [livejournal.com profile] sundart had arrived home and absconded with the phone while [livejournal.com profile] darkling_dreams and I settled on the couch to watch the latest VH1 countdown. And then the toilet exploded . . .

No I'm not kidding. Why is it that the toilet always has to overflow after . . . well, it really really needs to be flushed? Thus followed a jamboree of stanching a small flood of dirty water, poopherding, as beatgoddess said in her livejournal - she arrived home just as we managed to fill the tank and stop the damn thing from running - and disinfecting everything with Clorox. Oh well. I needed a shower, and while it was gross, [livejournal.com profile] beatgoddess and I did enjoy the inkblot test we had devised. And there was a perverse humor in the situation . . . even though pressing an ear to our downstairs neighbor's front door revealed the fact that it was raining in her kitchen. She was cool about it though - I saw her mopping on my way out to the Potter Party, apologized and was answered with a shrug, a smile and an "oh well, I needed to mop my kitchen anyway."

Darkling and I dressed for the Potter Party and departed aroung 10:30 and arrived, in one peice and successfully parellel parked (go her!). I ws expecting to see more people I knew there, but enjoyed the crowd that was present and the lack of overzealous screaming children. It also gave me a chance to peek at all the really fun looking games people were playing. I also purchased three other books while I was there - a new, fascinating looking one by Simon Green (if anyone reading this hasn't read Blue Moon Rising or the Hawk and Fisher books, get thee to a bookstore now lest i kick you in the head!) the Martian Chronicles by Ray Bradbury (which I hadn't read since we had to read it for English in 7th grade) and the first volume of the Lone Wolf and Cub manga series (the main characters of whom I later recognized in an episode of Samurai Jack [livejournal.com profile] darkling_dreams and I watched later on). I also worked a little bit on my contact juggling when I was tired of walking around and looking at everything, and almost mastered the half butterfly move with my left hand (Labyrinth fans should be familiar with this one - watch out Goblin King!). We departed spacecrime happy (dianime had purchased some books too, although the latest trade volume of the Strangers in Paradise series sparked a quasi-angsty conversation in the car about relationships). She had also (as she just remided me whilst reading over my shoulder) purchased a small posable red dragon with bright green eyes and black PVC claws whom she later named Aku. Hee hee, I'm converting Samurai Jack fans right and left.

Darkling and I returned home around 12:30, watched a few episodes of Samurai Jack, then she went to bed and I leaped into Order of the Phoenix. Several hours later, as the sun was streaming into the living room and after squirming on too-small couch with big heavy book, sundart woke up to get ready for her work meeting and came in to give me a hug. Grateful to change reading locales, I crawled into the bed she had just vacated and finished the last 200 pages amidst warm blankets and fuzzy kitties. :)

Of course, having had no sleep, it was damn silly idea for me to think I could take a nap at quarter to 11 and wake up and meet [livejournal.com profile] sundart downtown at 12. Ha. Woke up at 12:45, swore loudly, and took off on my bike only to meet her coming home several blocks away. She laughed at me, and then she Dianime and I all went downtown to shop for paganery stuff for our little Solstice gathering . . . we then quietly (since Austin was still sleeping) watched the first 2 tapes of Himiko-den, which I liked - when I was awake enough to watch it. I kept nodding off in the middle.

Part 2 of my weekend will soon follow, as we still have tape 3 to watch and I;m letting my pancakes get cold. Should also do some dishes at some point. Ah well!
kjpepper: (demongo)
feh. Allergy attack not fun. I am all itchy and snotty all over the place and have been since about 7:30. ug. *sniffle*

Did the bicycle equivelant of speeding down the hill to Modern Myths, returned clutching the 9th volume ot Transmetropolitan in my hot little hand, along with the second trade volume of GloomCookie, which is fun fluffy comic reading, especially if one of your main activities is laughing at them thar wacky crazy Goth kids and their poetry. :) Oh the sublime horror that is Vermilion. He might as well stand up on stage, strap Poetry Appreciation devices to everyone around him and begin reciting "O freddled gruntbuggly, thy micturations are to me . . ."

damn it, once upon a time I knew the whole thing. And I'm too lazy to go fish out my copy of the Ultimate HHG. Not to mention bending over to fish it off the shelf its on would not only wake up [livejournal.com profile] sundart but will disturb the precarious equilibrium of the fluid in my nasal cavity. Oh well. Long story short, both compilations were worth the money spent and the forty odd minutes it took me to read both of them. That's the one problem with comic books - they go by so quickly . . .

Head is stuffy and I feel sad. Need to find actual tissues, as paper towels too rough on poor sensitive nosie. Ouch. Need some filthy assistants to bring me tissues.
kjpepper: (watermelon)
One of the local comic book stores posted in their LJ that the new Transmetropolitan trade volume just came in. *drool*. I don't care if it's raining and I just came back from there, I'm hauling ass on BelleNoire back downtown to get it. If a fix of Spider Jerusalem and his oh-so-filthy assistants can't make it all better, I don't know what can!

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