9/29/2005

The Briefest Update

Words cannot describe how ticked off I am.

I'm in the middle of a quiz for Algebra, and I'm trying to get ALL my work done before tomorrow, which now isn't so easy, because my stupid fsking keyboard just shorted out. I already happened to click the screwy little "CLEAR FORM" button which is so conveniently close to the "SUBMIT WORK" button, and lost EVERYTHING I just wrote. So now I have to write it a THIRD TIME.

I hate it here.

Words will never describe my passionate hate for this day.

Oh, and my stoner neighbor hates black people. Who would have figured.

-Flip(SASDDFSLKJFSD)
(Updated from the iMac)

EDIT (A few minutes later)
Hotel California has the amazing ability to make me melt onto the floor and just ANGST. So now that that's over, I finished 23 problems (Remember, I had to type them out 3 times. ;_;) and it only took me an hour.

I have to take reference pictures for someone now. *huff*

Special Message!!

Well boys and girls and boys dressed as girls and girls dressed as Kaylee, the time is almost upon us. This Friday we take that old rust-bucket out of the shipyard and see if she can breach atmo. It's been a long (to paraphrase a band I like) strange trip, and it'll be nice finally to show everybody what it is we've been tinkering with all this time. You already know you have my thanks, from the hardcore fans to the softcore... fans.... let me try that again. From the people manning the booths, buying DVD sets for their friends, getting banners seen everywhere on Australian TV, raffling artwork for ticketholders (Adam Hughes, take a bow), to the most casual fan who just wants to see the flick and won't ever even read this. You guys are the fuel in the engine, the Fire in the Fly, the weird green stuff coming out of Serenity's butt. (Hmmm. Forget that last one. I'm a little bit out of control here.)

Everyone needs something to keep them going. Mal has his ship. Zoe has her integrity. Jayne has Vera. And I've got you guys.

So what now? There have been so many posts about seeing it, seeing it again, the first weekend, the second weekend, being enthusiastic without being obnoxious (and yes, it IS hard to see over the pom-pom of a Jayne hat), buying tickets in advance, making a noise... I honestly wouldn't know what to add. I can tell you this: the movie will play in about 2200 hundred theaters, which is a good number. Too many, and you get empty theaters with no energy -- not enough, and you get, well, not enough. It may be hard to find in some areas but it'll be out there. Leave no multiplex unturned! This is going to be a ground war, peeps -- we have to hold the valley for a long while. However it opens, it needs to HOLD. Instead of the Alliance we'll be fighting viewer apathy, fear of something new, the urge to wait for DVD, and Jessica Alba in a bikini. (Although I have it on good authority that she spends 90% of the film in a huge wooly parka. Make sure that gets out.)

The day this puppy opens, I'll be seeing it with my family (don't worry, there's a lot of them, and they're all paying) and then I'm off to Europe to learn the word 'Browncoats' in nine different languages -- 'cause like I said, it's all about holding. I'll never be far from a computer, though, so I can check in with y'all. Thanks for every damn thing.

And remember, amidst all the urgency to make this an event, all the work and the worry, to take two hours and just enjoy yourself. That is, after all, what all this fighting's about.

-joss.



omfg. I'm so excited. :DDDDDDDD

9/28/2005

Mirror Mask

Holy shizz. Neil Gaiman, Dave McKean, and Jim Henson Studios....

Mirrormask

o______O

(Found via BoingBoing)

9/26/2005

New Art

We Are The Night

New stuff on Sheezyart. Drama and politics seem to follow me wherever I go, but I can still find time to take 5 days out of my life and work on a semi-realistic piece. :o
I'm not going to point ou everything that's wrong with this. But this was supposed to be flipped the other way. I just decided I liked the different view.
Photoshop is my life.


Mom's going to open an account at the bank for me, and I'll use Quicken to balance it out myself. :O eee.


*Scatterbrained*
-Flip

9/24/2005

Autism/Asbergers on Wired.com

Living with an autistic person for a while, I sometimes find it interesting how people interperet the reasons of what causes it, what can be done about it, and all that other stuff. Sometimes, it's sad. And admittadly, I have cried for my little brother. Other times, it's just fascinating.

I'm the type of person now, that although I avoid friendly relationships with such children, I am not at all afraid to yell at someone for making fun at thier expense. (I have even smacked Tyler and his friends. They got the message.) I'm rather protective of my brother though normally it may not look like it. I loathe it when people insult him or look at him as something less than human. (Like the example with the last babysitter. He's Autistic, not stupid.)

Wired.com has an article linking 'Geeky Genes' to Asbergers Syndrome. I haven't managed to read it all yet, but I plan to. I just wanted to blog it before I forgot.

Welding Goggles


Welding Goggles
Originally uploaded by Flip Garrison.
Dad went out to Harbor Freight with grandpa today. So, while out, he got me a REALLY BIG EFFING WRENCH (omg!) some cheap welding gloves, and a set of "Welding Goggles"

He came in and told me that I had to blog this, because it was so funny. And yes, it is. XD

You see, the package thing says WELDING GOGGLES.
But the warning will tell you:




Hmmmmmm. I guess it's a good thing I don't Tig weld. >_>
Pictures of the goggles are Here and Here
If you'd like to know exactly what tig, mig, or arc welding is, you could ask My Dad. He took a class on it and has welded many things for us around the house.

I doubt I'll post a picture of me in full Kaylee regale. >_> Not yet at least.

9/20/2005

!!!


Happy Birthday
My dad's birthday was today yesterday! Eee!
Right now he and mom are were watching Lost (We got him the first season boxed set. :D sweeet) and I'm [not] nursing a headache [anymore]. We now both have matching shirts that we can wear to the opening of Serenity on the 30th. :D Whoooooo!

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Mom and I went to the guitar store today yesterday to see if we couldn't get them to string the guitar up. Turns out that this guitar, which is 20 or so years old (Mom bought it before she went to Korea, in Texas) is starting to fall apart altogether. The neck is pulling apart, and basically everything is coming unglued. ;_; I'm horribly put out, because I was just getting the hang of this, and then all of the sudden it decides to DIE.

Mom seems to think that I should save up for my Electric (I have my heart set on a neon yellow Dean guitar plus amp) and she'll get herself her acoustic. I kinda find it a little unfair, because I'm trying to save up for memory for my mac, and a new iPod nano. I got to play around with the guitar of my dreams in the store, with the amp on everything, and it was just flippin' awesome. Nobody else let me play with thier electric at school. I love turning the distortion on and pretending I'm a crappy Jimi Hendrix. X3 I want one.

Sorry, this is a late post. Blogspot was giving me trouble late last night.
-Flip

9/17/2005

Flightsuit - Cosplay

Dad just spent 50 bucks on me at the Army Surplus Store in order for me to begin the makings of my cosplay as Kaywinnet Lee Frye from Firefly/Serenity. It's a pretty cool flightsuit, if I may say so myself. (Information and pictures on Kaylee Here, courtesy of the Fireflywiki.org.)

My next objective is a shirt, like in that image on the bottom of the page (See, you HAVE to look there now.) or something of the like. Anybody have any secondhand shirts that look similar? I'd pay ya! :D After that, all I really need is to grow out my hair and maybe get either a Parasol or a Really Big Wrench.

(Gawd I love this picture.)
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Just finished watching Hitchikers Guide to the Galaxy. Not as funny as I anticipated, but then, what is? >:P

9/15/2005

Nick Killian

My friend Nick Killian is currently attached to a heart monitor right now. He's undergone 2 CT scans after experiencing something similar to Heat Stroke two or three more times over the past few days. His entire family is worried sick.

I wish I could tell you more, but this is all I know thus far. Please pray for him, meditate, or just send him some love and hope for only the best.

Nick, hang in there buddy.

His e-mail is nickkillian(at)gmail.com, if you want to send him something. I'm trying to figure out exactly what I can say to him right now. But words escape me, as usual.

I'm It Again

This time by Twinkle. It's a more appropriate kids' tag. :D So I figured why not?

What I Did Yesterday: Abso-bally-lutely nothing. I kid you now. o_o Wenesday is the more boring day of the week now. I'm not at school, not at P.E, and Mom isn't home. So I can't pester or whine to anybody. I just felt like picking a fight with someone. So there. >_o

My Three Favorite Games: Halo, Pictionary, and Telephone Pictionary (The rules to play will be posted after this. :D)

My Three Favorite Songs: I Am The Highway by Audioslave, Ants Marching by Dave Matthews Band, and Run Around, by Blues Traveler.

My Three Favorite Toys: My computer, my tablet, and my hands.

My Three Favorite Snacks: Brownies, Dr. Pepper, and anything chocolatey.

My Three Favorite Movies: Pirates of the Carribean, Lord of the Rings, and Serenity (It hasn't come out yet. Bite me.)

My Three Favorite Books Authors: J.R.R Tolkien, J.K Rowling, Brian Jaques

My Three Favorite Blogs: Aww, I have to pick favorites?

My Three Favorite Colors: Goldenrod Yellow, Silver, and Black

The Three Kids I'm Tagging: Curse you, Twinks. You tagged the only other kids I know. o_o'

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Okay, so Telephone Pictionary plays as follows:
Number of Players: 7, but it's optional. You can have more or less. If you have 3 or so, just make everyone 3 cards instead of one.

Okay, so you supply all your players with one card, and a pen or pencil. Number your cards, 1, 2, 3, and so on.
Card one: Write a phrase that can be illustrated. For example: "You can find Brownie in the Foxhole"
Everyone has to write something on card one. Pass the stack of cards to you right, with the phrase on top. The next person has to draw out what you wrote. For example: (Picture Pending)
Pass the stack on, but put card number 1 UNDERNEATH the stack, leaving just the picture on top.
The next person has to guess what the picture is and write it. For example: "And the children crossed into Narnia"
Pass it on, draw the phrase.
Pass it on, guess.
Blah blah blah. Hopefully you get it, right?
When your stack comes back around, you get to go through and look at what everyone interpereted it as. There's no objective to the game, and it's not very competetive, but it's tons of fun. Great if you just wanna laugh. :D

I have yet to get my family to play with me. Nobody ever wants to play these games with me. It's mostly games I'm horrible at like Trivial Pursuit or Scrabble or something. Now TWISTER I can do, or maybe even laser tag if anybody ever wants to take me. ¬_¬ But I have no friends.

*FLIES AWAY*

MC Hammer Never Looked So Good

Sometimes it's good to get a large piece of poster board and draw whatever comes to mind. Here, I used my sharpies. (I love sharpies.) and just went crazy.
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Played football today. I got a few bony knees to my ribcage, as well as a football to the hip as everyone was screaming "HEADS UP"

You know, people scream Heads Up, but people put they're heads down? And it didn't hit me in the head, thank God. Didn't leave a bruise either, hopefully.


That's all for now.

9/13/2005

I'm it!

How did I know I would get this? I don't know. :D But I've been tagged, thanks to Thimbelle. X3 *glomps*

10 years ago: Disney/Pixar's Toy Story was released. I don't remember if that when I decided I wanted to work for Pixar, but that may have been an influence. I was four at the time, so probably not. We might have already moved to the Southwest. Or we were still up North. Don't remember too much.

5 years ago: Let's see... I was 9. Moved here. By now I started getting really into drawing. Like, every day I would draw dogs and dogs and dogs and dogs. This pattern would continue for the next 5 years (And still does today.) I think I was recovering/starting my Neopets Fanatasicm. From there I found out about Goldenwolf, and decided I wanted to become a Therian/Fur. Might have started my first internet art site on Side7. Best friends = 3 or 4? Something like that. Had my favorite teacher Mr. Chavez. He was awesome.

1 year ago: I was attending 8th grade, the last grade before my freshman-ism. Just gotten back from my trip to Washington with my then BFF. Apparently the last F doesn't always mean what it stands for, because towards the end we just kinda fell out. Had a few more kind-of friends and acquaintance's, but nothing that really matched what FTP and I had. (Note: FTP stands for Fairy Twinkle Princess. It's a family joke.) Also discovered that apparently some people have huge problems with me and the things I do. Also had The Little Black Notebook thing with Riot. It was a rough year. I'm almost glad I've got that over with.

Yesterday: Went to HQ for the first time. Felt horribly embarrassed by wearing my gothpants/ANP. That's what I get for trying to 'fit in'. But then, mostly everyone else was smoking cigarettes and st00f. No thanks. I can't stand the smell of those. Never really have. And it was the cheap kind too, I think, since most of the people smoking them were underage. Had Burger King with mom. Watched some Full Metal Alchemist, and worked more on downloading Bleach. Considered giving my collection of Brian Jacques books to whoever might want them. (Kinda lost interest. I've got a whole stack of them. And rackety Tam is in hardback. Still thinking about it.)

5 songs I know all the words to: "Getaway Car" by Audioslave, "Breathe" by Anna Nalick, "Man of Constant Sorrow" by the Soggy Bottom Boys, "If I Had A Million Dollars" by the Barenaked Ladies, "Let Her Cry" by Hootie and the Blowfish

5 snacks: Dr. Pepper, plain potato chips, chocolate of any kind, croutons straight out of the box, and brownies. (preferably triple-double-super-fudge-chocolate, but anything's good.)

5 things I'd do with $100 million: Help Riot produce his Zombie Story, help Frodo make a movie out of it, buy a new house for my folks in Monterey, buy myself a house/car/a way through college, and use the rest for charities.

5 places I would run away to: Anywhere wild and not in the South or Southwest, Japan, New Zealand, Ireland, or Scotland.

5 things I would never wear: fetish/intimate wear, anything vinyl, knee-high boots with heels, a strapless shirt with a bra that isn't (LMAO Blue Collar Comedy), or nothing at all.

5 favorite TV shows: Monk, Firefly, Battlestar Galactica, Full Metal Alchemist, and whatever else that might be on Adult Swim at the time.

5 greatest joys: Getting new artstuff, using new artstuff, getting a picture "just right", making something that my dad likes, and making anyone else laugh or happy or proud of me.

5 favorite toys: My Mac Mini, My tablet, my scanner, my iPod, and my little wooden briefcase of artstuff.

5 people I'm tagging: I think the only person I can tag that hasn't been tagged already and is over 10 is Dad. So there you go, dad. Your turn. XD

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Did some Football drills in P.E today. I was pretty proud of myself for a few throws, catches, and one interception. Otherwise, I SUCKED. With a capital CRAP. Made some new friends, walked home. Came face-to-face with a new dog I've never met. Some Aussie Shepherd, shorthair blue with one blue eye one brown eye. Vicious male. Growled, barked, and yelled at it, since it was being pretty bold about coming at me. Normally I just ignore dogs that bark at me when they're out of their yard, but this one came close enough as to actually breathe on the back of my legs. So I whipped around and just screamed "GIT" and he backed off.

I love dogs. I love any dogs. Even Rotties and Pitts. (Especially, in the case of Princess the Tripod Rottie. Even though she tried to eat my darling Rippley.) But I'm not about to stick my hand out and pet a dog that has it's teeth bared at me for invading it's territory. The only exception I made was when my aunt and uncle's dogs Huck and Roxy were about to tear each other apart over my lap. Later on during the day Huck did it again when he attacked my other aunt's poor helpless Missie (AKA Miss America) who has no teeth and left her stunned and slightly bleeding. I hauled him over to my uncle by the scruff and the choke-chain. It really wasn't a big deal, I wasn't some sort of hero, but my aunts were... I guess "praising" is the word. But I remember one telling me "That was brave of you to take him by the scruff"

Or something. Undoubtedly dad remembers it differently. I'm almost certain. He always does.

So anyway. That's something random about me. I'm by no means a Dog Whisperer. Don't for one second think I am. I just love most canines.

Other random things I might as well mention that wouldn't even make a whole post:
Whenever I open a door I always slightly kick it with my right toe. Derived from the habit of our bathroom door sticking.
I always close drawers by my hip. It's just a habit.
I like Edwin McCain.
I've had more male friends growing up than female friends. Still do, sorta.


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ALSO: Download Comic Life and give it a try! I don't use it that often, but I'm sure a few of you might enjoy it. ^_~ I'm just clearing up space so I can download a 3d rendering program and remembered that. So.. try it!

9/12/2005

Food Review

While browsing the Grocery store I happened across something that caught my eye. As you may already know I love Asian sweets. This stuff is like pocky, but you dip the chocolate yourself. The sticks are thicker and have little sesame seeds in them. It's rather tasty. :D

I've also heard of a Kerokerokeropi Bubblegum that comes in.. Banana, I think. The guy I heard about this from just RAVED about it. But you can only get it in Japan. Which is a disappointment, 'cause I'd like to try that. Even though I like to stay as far away from Sanrio as I can. XD

Watched an episode of Fullmetal Alchemist today. (Dad bought me the DVD with the first 4 episodes) I'm still amazed at the voice acting. Compared to Escaflowne (esk-a-flow-ne. Pronounce the E. Weird. o_O) it's very good. Also sampled a bit of Naruto today, since they began to air it on Toonami, but it's a little annoying. And rather predictable. I don't think I'll give it much more of a chance.

But then, some people juggle geese.

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Not much to report about school today. Spent most of the time just feeling awkward. Found some teachers, got to talk to Brother's therapist today (Who is rather cool, I must say) And regretted wearing my gothpants. (Very black, with yellow stitching, and two heavy chains on the side of each pant leg. AKA the ANTI-NINJAPANTS)

I'm so totally a pirate.

*Zips off*

9/10/2005

Serenity


Serenity
Originally uploaded by Flip Garrison.
Had Panda Express today. Apparently even fortune cookies can tell when the movie is coming out. o_o

WHOOT FOR SERENITY.



So we stopped by our crappy little zoo today on our way somewhere else. Mom overshot and we had to drive around. Think of a regular neighborhood block. Now divide by half. And divide by half again. That's how big this zoo is. They say they have lions and crap there, but all we saw when we stepped in for a brief amount of time were a few flamingoes, and a pygmy goat. Plus chickens and pigeons, but those don't count.

Holy heck. This zoo is CRAP. And I'm paying THEM to work THERE?

That's right. 15$ plus other expenses for a uniform and patches and field trips and such. I'm paying THEM to work there. But I shouldn't complain. I get to work with critters. ^_~

So, an Assistant Zoo Keeper starts off working the petting zoo. Which means all you worry about are the dumb goats. They're cute and all, but of all the goats I've got to ever "play with" they always had a fascination with kancho-ing me with their horns. I hope it doesn't happen this time.
Then, an actual Zoo Keeper, gets to move up. They handle the goats AND mice and rats. Whoopty-doo.
senior Zoo Keepers get goats, mice, rats, and other animals that may need workings.
curators much the same.
Director's pretty much all that.

I hope that if I ever move up to Senior Zoo Keeper, that they'll be paying ME. Because after enrollment, I gotta keep paying 15 dollars a calendar year to work there. And I'm not paying all of high school to work at that zoo.

Who knows. Maybe I'll like it enough to want to keep working there. Maybe I can take Zoology and such as an elective in college. Then I can go work for my favorite zoo, The phoenix Zoo.

Keep ya posted. :D

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EDIT:
I figured out where I want to go for my birthday. FurCon or Further Confusion 2006. It's a few days after my birthday in San Jose. ^^ I hope I can go!!

9/09/2005

Flippin' Out

Friend of mine (Here referred to as Riot. He needs another name. But I'll just confuse you between him and my computer. :O) is writing a zombie story which takes place in lovely Sin City. Headed by the infamous Sigfried and Roy, the zombies rise and seek out all the flesh they can eat. Why Sigfried and Roy? I don't know. We got to talking one day and wouldn't stop giggling over that. So it stuck. Plus. Zombiewhitetigers is flippin' cool.

Anyway, he keeps getting on me about designing/drawing each of the characters. There's 8 that acctually stay, but I'm only gonna draw 4. Him, his girlfriend (think My Chemical Romance for her. Ack. >_o) his best male friend "Frodo" and me, his bestest best girly-pal in the whole wild world.

Embezzlement and embellishment, though not spelled correctly and possibly not the same thing, are NOT my talents.

No, my fighting style is something I asked for. Energetic attacks that can fell many undead in a short period of time. But I run out of energy fast. So mostly I just watch the survivors. :O But holy heck, the world is gonna be saved by highschoolers? Of course. Your lives are in our hands, y'know.

I later move to a stolen half-decent katana, then a high-powered handgun. Shutup. Doesn't have to make sense. It's just cool. >:o

So, I have fun listening to Riot read what he has. Until he yells at me to get those pictures done. I don't even remember being asked, just... it being assumed. Oh well. I like him too much to say "no"

ABOUT THE PICTURE: It's got some blood. And it's a little disturbing. Proceed at your own discreshun. (Can't spell tonight.) But I put a few hours into it before I got lazy and slapped some high-contrast effects on there. Makes me happy, exept for the crowbar, pants and shoes. Everything else is YAY.

And so ends my artblock.

9/08/2005

I Had To See.

Kancho. It's true.

My lord, I'm not going to japan.

*Sets out to design ANTI-KANCHO shirts*

ON A LIGHTER NOTE
These mesquite cookies look friggin' tasty. o_o We lived in AZ for a while. And now I'm sorely tempted to give these a shot after pestering mom to get some mesquite flour.

9/07/2005

NO. FSKING. WAY.

OMFG. OMFG. O M F G. Oh Em Eff Gee, dudes, it's almost the size of my SHUFFLE. But with a screen and the dial wheely thingy AND 1000 FSKING SONGS. STARTING AT 199. The same price as my SHUFFLE...

OMG. omg. I am... so psyched out right now. This is... the coolest. I want one so horribly... ; _ ;

I'm going to assume the fetal position. If I do not return you may accurately assume that my brain exploded from lack of Nano.

*Flees*

9/05/2005

Fight the Flood

Bungie is selling a special edition t-shirt for 20 bucks. Features the Master Chief (AKA John 117) punting a flood parasite. Shirt reads Fight the Flood. 15 bucks goes towards helping victims of Hurricane Katrina.

Fred at Megatokyo has put together a page for information on how you can help. View it here.

Images that the news probably won't show.

Help Leopardwolf is a community started by Northwolf who is a good friend of mine. You can buy art from either her or any others that are helping. All proceeds go to help out Leopardwolf, who had to evacuate and has lost her house to six feet of water and three trees.

But the best thing you can do is just Donate Yourself. You don't need T-shirts. Or anything. People need that more than you. So in my opinion, the best thing you can do is give it all straight to the Red Cross.

9/04/2005

80's Hair

If I could take a spin on any era, it'd be the late 80's, early 90's. I missed out on that. Y'know... bein' born and all.
Reminds me of those scary little trolls.

Also reminds me. Should I post a pic of the little Troll Elephant? It's quite interestin'. It's really Dad's, but maybe he'll give me permission. Eh, dad?

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So, not much happened today. Went to the mall with two friends of mine. Riot's birthday be on the 8th, so I might draw him something. I'd like to make my best effort to go. Maybe then he'd come to mine. ¬_¬
So, I dunno. Should I get him one of those studded guitar straps from Hot Taco, a hat, or... make him something? Argh, I dunno. I always feel so dumb drawing stuff for people's birthdays/christmas. Makes me feel cheap. Like "HERE I don't have enough money for a birthday card but I can give you some crap on a paper :D"

Hurgh. I don't do birthdays very well.

*Skips off to bed*


PS: I'm considering taking commissions soon. But I might also pester dad to set up a Paypal account for me, so's I can accept payment that way. I'll do banners, logos, and mostly CG stuff. I'm not ready to sell my traditional art yet. I'll take requests for that though.
Oh, Twinks: Did you get the picture yet? I'm anxious to know if it got there or not. o____o'' *Hopeful*

9/02/2005

TOG - For Real


It DOES exist! I'm telling you!

How to Podcast

Anyone can podcast, you know that, right? (well, except me. Riot does hot have the capacity to run more than one application at the same time. x_o)

So, if you have an Mp3 mixed and ready to host already, just follow These Steps to put your cast up for everyone else to see.

NOTE: I only put this up here so I can remember the link. The Father says we're going to try and podcast this weekend. We'll see how it goes.

For the Love of Cats

This Calender by Fanged Fem on DA is up for sale. All profits will go to help animal victims of Hurricane Katrina.

9/01/2005

Katrina

I should also like to make a note before I sign off tonight, that I am hoping for the best for the families affected by Hurricane Katrina. Although I don't know anybody in that area, not even any distant family members, they are still in my thoughts. I hope that Katrina won't take to harsh a toll as the media and everyone else is saying she will.

I normally don't say this, but, You're all in my prayers.

All About Flip

Flip, himself, will be turning five this month. While I have His name as an online alias, a Real Life Nickname, and something to sign my art with, I am not Flip per say. Flip, instead, is something else entirely.

Please, don't let this post confuse you. I'm just giving you some back story for the character, fursona, and "Slip Personality" of me. I guess it's more accurate to say that "We Are Each Other", if it makes sense at all. But this time it's all about him.

Flip started off a few years ago. This was the time when Star Trek Enterprise was good. I was kind of a fan of the character with the nickname Trip. I thought that having the verb as something to call someone by was just cool. This happened after my Neopets obsession (I proudly call myself a Neopets veteran: having been a member since the early years, when one could Roleplay on the Roleplay forum. Look up cale987) and at the start of my online Artist and avid Roleplayer courier. There was a message board made by a girl who at the time was the same age as me. Her name was Phyllis, and her online handles changed through the years. But when I first immersed myself into this "Roleplay", I started off with Flip. His name was a take on Trip, of course. He was a "red wolf", with a brown body, a grayish 'mask' around his eyes and up his nose, which went to black on the top of his head, around his ears, down the back of his neck, spine, and going back to grey along the top of his tail, finally with a white tip. This was made totally off the top of my head, in the space of 3 minutes or so. And yet it has stuck for nigh on 5 years. At the time of the roleplay, it was him and his 'mate' N'Kira L'shey, a maned wolf with black spots who later carried 5 of his pups, 2 of whom still survive (their names escape me now. I doubt I'll ever use them as characters again) and she 'died' of cancer 2 years later. Flip continued to live, and eventually members of the board just referred to me as Flip, so the name stuck.
Then 6th grade started. I was friends with my gothic neighbor next door, and we created even more characters together, and would roleplay in the back yard. At this point Flip was "dating" Blayre, a rottie/wolf mix with orange liberty spikes. They had 2 pups. Later, our relationship fell apart, and around the end of the year, my teacher had started to willingly call me "Flip" in class. This is the beginning of Me As Him.
I moved on to grade 7, and had a few teachers with very strong accents. Namely, my math teacher Mr. Adelman, from Chicago. He would always enunciate my name incorrectly, and just found it easier to call me "Flip" at my request. A few other people (friends and teachers both) will still call me Flip, but lately I've just been wanting people to call me by my real name. Flip is the more impersonal part of my social life.

Flip used to be just a character, then he developed into a half of me, and then he WAS me. For a long time, Flip was male. Some people thought this was confusing, and for a while, I changed it. Flip became a girl, and sometimes I still portray him/her as such. But not so much anymore. Only recently has he become a male again.

Flip represents the loyal, loving, and spirited side that I wish I had some days. Flip is forgiving, kind, and supportive. Quite the opposite as I feel a lot of the time. He can be as big as a horse, or the size of a puppy. He has also been a Squid, a Giraffe, and other things. But mostly he's been a Red Wolf, and he still is. He is in a way, my imaginary friend. He's an outlet of my emotions. I have drawn him in pain countless times. I have drawn him bloody and beaten, or psychotic, or triumphant. He's been a part of everything I've felt for the past five years.

I've never been able to pinpoint exactly when I made him, so I've just stuck his birthdate on the seventeenth of this month.

And so, here's to Flip. A man, woman, wolf of many hats. Happy Birthday. :)

The GIMP

Here's someone porting the Gimp over to Mac!

For those who don't know, the GIMP is a free open source application much like Photoshop that is for Linux. It's been ported to Windows as well, and now it's on the Mac. I personally perfer Photoshop, but for a free program, it's pretty good.

And on a side note (I have alot of these lately) My Dad's birthday is on the 20th. >3 Wish him well!

And although he told me not to, I'm getting him something from Thinkgeek.com. What could it be? o.O Not telling!

-Flip