Two interesting things happened the other day.
First, I had a bad reaction to Niacin, which evidently causes flushing and itchiness/tingling if you take it on an empty stomach. Needless to say, Ember thought she was too cool to read the warning labels and the end result was Ember on fire. It also causes Ember to refer to herself in the third person.
After I realized that death wasn't imminent and most of the sensation that bugs were crawling under my skin subsided, I went into work (and was still bright red, mind you, which the co-workers had a chuckle about), and the guy I was working with at the time got a phone call from an off-duty co-worker that Fabio was in a van outside of the school handing out butter.
Well, it IS Philadelphia after all and stranger things have happened, but I didn't really buy it. So I went out on my daily coffee run and sure enough, there was a big truck with an enlarged photo of Fabio's face on it and some bald dude was hanging out buttered bread to people. The bald dude wasn't Fabio of course. He was inside the truck signing autographs. Sadly I didn't have the time nor the desire to stand in line for an hour waiting to get Fabio's autograph so I just sort of chuckled to myself on my way to DD.
School has started up again and now I have to take a 2D (traditional) animation class, which I've been putting off for several quarters. I have to make an animation that's at least 900 frames long for the final. For those of you that don't know, that's A LOT of fucking work. I will pay people to draw frames for me. If enough people volunteer then each person would only have to do a small portion of drawing. Anyone interested? Ehh? EHHH???
No? Damn it. Well, thanks anyway.
My toe itches.
EDIT:
When I say butter, I mean the "I Can't Believe It's Not" variety. It's okay, Afterbirth. Fabio is still the same old guy.
First, I had a bad reaction to Niacin, which evidently causes flushing and itchiness/tingling if you take it on an empty stomach. Needless to say, Ember thought she was too cool to read the warning labels and the end result was Ember on fire. It also causes Ember to refer to herself in the third person.
After I realized that death wasn't imminent and most of the sensation that bugs were crawling under my skin subsided, I went into work (and was still bright red, mind you, which the co-workers had a chuckle about), and the guy I was working with at the time got a phone call from an off-duty co-worker that Fabio was in a van outside of the school handing out butter.
Well, it IS Philadelphia after all and stranger things have happened, but I didn't really buy it. So I went out on my daily coffee run and sure enough, there was a big truck with an enlarged photo of Fabio's face on it and some bald dude was hanging out buttered bread to people. The bald dude wasn't Fabio of course. He was inside the truck signing autographs. Sadly I didn't have the time nor the desire to stand in line for an hour waiting to get Fabio's autograph so I just sort of chuckled to myself on my way to DD.
School has started up again and now I have to take a 2D (traditional) animation class, which I've been putting off for several quarters. I have to make an animation that's at least 900 frames long for the final. For those of you that don't know, that's A LOT of fucking work. I will pay people to draw frames for me. If enough people volunteer then each person would only have to do a small portion of drawing. Anyone interested? Ehh? EHHH???
No? Damn it. Well, thanks anyway.
My toe itches.
EDIT:
When I say butter, I mean the "I Can't Believe It's Not" variety. It's okay, Afterbirth. Fabio is still the same old guy.
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Also, 2D animation rules! I've started buying old animations from my youth on DVD and they're amazing. I respect that.