Thursday, March 31, 2011
It was no before, and it's still no.
Each time I get one of the free songs and am asked if I want to use the Ping feature on my iTunes, which, frankly, I have yet to use and have no intention of using, I just hear, "Would you like to Ping about it? I could help you...compose a Ping." I know, I know, not the same thing, but really, I just get that kind of well-meaning, but altogether clueless voice in my head. No ma'am, no you may not help me. I'm fine. Really, I am.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Fond memories of Saturday morning.
Watching television a few days ago, I caught an ad for the BK Stuffed Steakhouse Burger and I have to say that my first thought wasn't, "Gee, I think I'll go try one." No, it was, "Wow, that really reminded my of a He-Man commercial. I wonder if that was intentional. I wonder where mom packed away the old He-Man action figures. I think they should be with Voltron, the Transformers, and the ewoks." Don't get me wrong. It was a memorable commercial. I just don't think I'm remembering it for the right reason. Anyway, in case you're curious, here are the two side by side (or one on top of the other).
Here's Burger King:
(I apologize for the poor quality of this one, but it was the only one I could find, so you're stuck with it, but it still gets the point across.)
And here's He-Man:
See what I mean?
See what I mean?
Oh, and here's one I find myself loving mostly because the narrator says, "String not included."
But does that mean the mysterious sandy table of mystery and the trees and bushes in the background are included? And remember when toy commercials used to show kids actually playing with toys? I do. I miss those.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Please turn to page 72.
And forget that you're actually only on 32.
What can I say? Things got a little out of order.
Stupid timeline.
Ah well. Back to work.
Shall we proceed?
It only took two days to figure out the timeline again.
This should be the last time I have to do it, too.
Until I read the whole thing over again.
And again.
And maybe again.
(I only hope I don't find out that I've still got it wrong somewhere in the middle.)
Monday, March 7, 2011
It was the butterfly what done me in.
It was coming along so nicely and then I had to paint those legs.
Those heavy, heavy legs.
Those legs that made the lines that might have been a tad too dark, darker.
Oh well.
That's why pencils have erasers.
And pads of watercolor paper are made up of more than one sheet.
But I still love you, Old Lead Legs, yes I do.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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