Archive for March 2014
I went to a wine and cheese party at an artist’s house. We’ve been friends for some 20 years now, and this is the first time I’ve ever seen his house. Heck, he has never seen mine. I wanted some pix because it is my belief that all artists surround themselves with art and cool stuff. Artists’ homes are just marvelous places to visit.
Gilead’s house in Gilbert, Arizona, Saturday, March 29, 6 p.m.
Gilead in his studio. He’s a friendly guy.
I told you he was friendly.
Artist tools here, but I really took the shot because Robby the Robot is here.
Life Masks, Reference books, Painter’s tools.
Care Bears meet My Little Pony and join the Army of Darkness.
Jason and Emma Youngdale
It was also an art sale. I bought a coloring book, Gilead’s Kickstarter feat.
The “Porno” pile, prints that he had for sale at $10 each.
Household gods and knick-knacks.
Paint your own bookcase and eldritch horrors.
Cats! Didn’t see any live ones, however.
The food table–15 different cheeses, 3 different crackers, assorted nuts, and healthy vegetables.
(This is where I got my 3 veggie servings for the day.)
I don’t know the guys in the foreground, but this is really a picture of Stellar, Gideon’s wife, the lovely lady in the background. She’s in the kitchen guarding the wine. She poured some for me. Yum!
Jason, Emma, and assorted colorful octopi. Gilead says the tentacle pix are popular and he sells a lot of them.
Gilead also does trees.
Fish punk fashion.
Don and Gilead. I say farewell.
If you were at Gilead’s party, or have ever been inside an artist’s house, why not leave a comment?
Some of you may have seen me talking about my efforts to be healthy and moderately fit. As part of that effort, I actually go to LA Fitness once or twice a week with my trainer, Julie Marsella. On Wednesday, March 26, we went and I asked her to take some pictures. Just to prove I really do this stuff at my advanced age of 66, I’m posting the pix we took that day. Agonized expressions and all . . .
Posing in a muscle shirt.
Postures taken from tai chi
Quit going to tai chi and you forget it fast, but I remember this move.
We start on elliptical machine or treadmill. Here the machine thinks I have no heartbeat.
Really getting into it here. I am running the 6 minute mile in this shot.
Trainer Julie Marsella is actually lifting about 80 pounds in this shot.
Here she is developing triceps and forearms.
I am doing crunches. To get my elbows down to my knees means lifting 70 pounds. Not so hard once–try doing it 15 times without stopping.
The little blue towel is to wipe away the sweat. It’s actually pretty soggy.
Pull down instead of chin up
I got my haircut in the morning. I do that about every 3 months. It would be nice to keep it like this–the skull stays so cool, and doesn’t itch as much or as often. As you can see, I’m in agony, but it feels so good when you stop.
You know this really isn’t so special, but I just wanted to document that I really do this stuff, as it would have been inconceivable about 4 years ago. I am getting leaner and stronger as time passes, and I credit Julie for that. She has the gym membership, and she gives me the encouragement I need to continue. There are some older and less fit people than me in the gym, and I give them full marks for their determination–most of them doing it without the kind of support I have. But 90% of the people in there are young and look like real athletes. I don’t think I will ever look like a real athlete, but I’m getting tougher, slowly but surely. Are you?
If you work out, or could kick my butt without working out, why not leave a comment?
Today’s entertainment was a trip to Litchfield Park, west of Phoenix, for a mini gaming event held by a high school gaming club. It is called Laughing Moon Con, and is named after the Laughing Moon rpg created by Todd VanHooser, a high school teacher there. This is the second time I’ve gone. I like it a lot. Go in. Do some gaming. See your friends. Leave when you’re ready. No muss, no fuss. A good time is had by all. I had my little camera and took a bunch of pix, and this is how I spent Saturday, March 22, 2014.
Jessie Foster, leader of the Arizona Men in Black, is, I believe, the best known, and most popular gamer in Phoenix. He was the fourth person I saw that I knew at the con, and the first to get his picture taken.
I spent a little time teaching Purple Warrior Girl how to fight. Great costume and makeup!
I spent a couple of quality minutes with my favorite pirate queen author. Her trolls aren’t quite as big and mean as mine.
I invented anew game for the occasion. Troll Race used components from the Cave Troll game to serve as a board. Used some minis that Trollhallans sent me as game pieces. The combat system was rock/scisssors/paper and worked well. It was a game about trolls. It started as a race, but always ended in thuggery, with the winner of the last fight also winning the game.
The Arizona Men in Black were playing Munchkin.
Jim Miller spent his time playing Dust–sci-fie World War II action.
You know, Frankenstein’s monster was a zombie.
Kitt, the car in the old Knight Rider TV series, lives in Arizona now, and sometimes shows up for car shows and game conventions.
Con Chairman Donald Jacques was promoting the upcoming (May) LeprecCon with firings of his home-made trebuchet.
Don let me shoot it once. You see that tree behind the Con pavilion. My 5-pound shot knocked a piece out of it (just a branch) As a gunner, I was no threat to whoever might have been living in the target castle.
I spent a little over 3 hours at the Convention, had a good time, left when I got hungry. James and I went home, got some pizza, and went back to doing computery things–my life most of the time. Wrote a blog, this one, so it’s time now to adjudicate turn 4 of the Dominance 12 game I’m running for members of Trollhalla.
If you’ve ever fired a trebuchet, or gone to a mini-gaming event like Laughing Moon Con, or hugged a pirate queen, why not leave a comment?
Saturday, March 9, 2014 I heard there would be a Sailor convention in town at my favorite comic shop, Samurai Comics at 12th Street and Cameback. I grabbed my camera and went down. The first thing I did was make friends with Sailor Mars and talk her into wearing my hat for a picture, and here it is: Sailor Mars wearing the Trollgod’s (newer) hat.
I have to admit that I am not a big Sailor Moon fan. I watched a few episodes 15 years ago (Time flies when you’re having fun. Sigh!), but I do enjoy cosplay, and to see all the sailors in one spot seemed like two good an opportunity to miss. I was hoping to actually get a chance to talk to several of them, but there was a much younger photographer there with a much better camera, and I really couldn’t compete. I took the following shots from a distance, because I thought you’d still like to see all the mystic guardians of the Solar System.
The blonde in the foreground is, of course, our heroine Sailor Moon herself. I did get to chat with her just a little bit.
Like other superheroes, she has a mundane identity as a simple blonde teenager, and must change into costume before she can fight the forces of supernatural evil that theaten the world.
And here are the rest of the Sailor shots:
It wasn’t an ideal shoot. The girls all hung together talking to each other. The only photographer who could get them to do anything was the young guy I mentioned, and he didn’t seem to have much imagination. A couple of other geeky photographers like me were hanging around, not doing much. After getting these shots I went back inside the comic store to see if anything else was going on.
The usual Saturday afternoon Magic the Gathering tournament was in progress.
And there were a couple of artist types giving away 8 X 10 glossy prints of some of the girls in other costumes. They were pretty, but I passed on them since I really have no place to put a picture of Marvel’s Black Cat in my bachelor pad. I’m way past that stage of fan boy.
I talked to a few people and browsed through Forever Evil #6, where it looks like Nightwing (Dick Grayson) joins the ranks of superheroes killed in action. Dick Grayson was/is the original Robin of Batman comics. He grew up and became Nightwing–for those of you not current in D.C. Comics superhero trivia. I’m not going to have a hissy fit about him getting killed. I suspect it’s just temporary.
It is a dark time in the D.C. Comics universe right now. They just killed the original Robin. Being Batman’s sidekick is bad luck.
Then it was time to go. On my way out I looked for the Sailors. They had relocated, but were not any more accessible. I took these two farwell shots.
And that’s how I spent my Saturday. It wasn’t a complete waste of time. 🙂
If you’ve ever talked to a Sailor, or loaned your hat to one, why not leave a comment?