Hm. time to take down the post of "ever-so-surprised-that-I'm-still-alive-after-all-that" shock at the end of last weekend, and put the one up for this week.
Spent all night Friday and all day Saturday working on a few more paintings along the same vein as The others, came out of it with 1 finished commissioned piece for thepirate, and one mini-painting for the SGLA Gift Exchange, and a check for like, actual money. awesome and surreal.
Oh yeah, and then I started drinking...and like, don't remember stopping, really.
Had a great time at the gift exchange, drank quite a bit, got screwed off a few times (in a few different ways, actually), and met/re-met a few new people. Then we moved the survivors down to bean and Shalome's place for some afterparty drinking/hanging out action, which may or may not have included me walking in on some less-than-secret physical action.
Crash for a few hours on the futon, wake up and at 8:30 Sunday morning my tire explodes on the way back up from Long Beach, so Bloodandtits and I get to spend hours of quality time with the towtruck guy finding a place that was open and then with the guys who were (very slowly) replacing my two front tires. ugh.
All of this got me home with just enough time to shower, eat, and get ready to go out again to a ridiculous 4-hour ride on a double-decker party bus tour through hollywood including lots of drinks and a dj on board, with 3 stops to get off and drink more. Then the bus unloaded at the host's house where the DJ got to really stretch out from off of his iTunes and onto the wheels of steel, upon which much good dancing music was made. Oh, and also we may have been drinking there, too.
I outlasted all the people who invited me to come, except for the one whose house it was, so she kind of doesn't count. woke up expectedly late for work today amazed that everyone else was actually capable of making it in normally, and less hungover than I was simply sore as shit from little sleep and much, much dancing.
Fun was had (yay), money was spent (boo), money was made (yay), Art was created (yay), and music was danced to (yay). All in all, I came out far on top.
-Stayed up inexplicably til 1:30 tonight finishing the second mini-canvas, and I've still got some work to do on 1 more painting this week, and I'd really like to make 4 or so more to round the series up to 10 or more. I believe there might still be a piece available from the first batch, and I will be looking to sell the new ones as well, if you're the type to spend money on artwork, which I am highly unused to recieving money for.
Dave
Spent all night Friday and all day Saturday working on a few more paintings along the same vein as The others, came out of it with 1 finished commissioned piece for thepirate, and one mini-painting for the SGLA Gift Exchange, and a check for like, actual money. awesome and surreal.
Oh yeah, and then I started drinking...and like, don't remember stopping, really.
Had a great time at the gift exchange, drank quite a bit, got screwed off a few times (in a few different ways, actually), and met/re-met a few new people. Then we moved the survivors down to bean and Shalome's place for some afterparty drinking/hanging out action, which may or may not have included me walking in on some less-than-secret physical action.
Crash for a few hours on the futon, wake up and at 8:30 Sunday morning my tire explodes on the way back up from Long Beach, so Bloodandtits and I get to spend hours of quality time with the towtruck guy finding a place that was open and then with the guys who were (very slowly) replacing my two front tires. ugh.
All of this got me home with just enough time to shower, eat, and get ready to go out again to a ridiculous 4-hour ride on a double-decker party bus tour through hollywood including lots of drinks and a dj on board, with 3 stops to get off and drink more. Then the bus unloaded at the host's house where the DJ got to really stretch out from off of his iTunes and onto the wheels of steel, upon which much good dancing music was made. Oh, and also we may have been drinking there, too.
I outlasted all the people who invited me to come, except for the one whose house it was, so she kind of doesn't count. woke up expectedly late for work today amazed that everyone else was actually capable of making it in normally, and less hungover than I was simply sore as shit from little sleep and much, much dancing.
Fun was had (yay), money was spent (boo), money was made (yay), Art was created (yay), and music was danced to (yay). All in all, I came out far on top.
-Stayed up inexplicably til 1:30 tonight finishing the second mini-canvas, and I've still got some work to do on 1 more painting this week, and I'd really like to make 4 or so more to round the series up to 10 or more. I believe there might still be a piece available from the first batch, and I will be looking to sell the new ones as well, if you're the type to spend money on artwork, which I am highly unused to recieving money for.
Dave
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melladoree:
well I think being that you bit me on the back of my arm has a little something to do with the pain and bruising... just a bad place to get bitten, two people at work already asked me what the hell it was 
AND YES for your information I am an easy bruiser!
AND YES for your information I am an easy bruiser!
melladoree:
well thanks for the effort you will put forth in the future!