Well, it's been one of those periods where I've had more to do than time to do
it, so I've just been trying to squeeze as much as I can into the time I
have. I've spent the past ~two weeks~ glued to a chair, tapping a keyboard, and watching code scroll by. My eyes have turned square, my arse has gone flat, and my fingers are worn down to nubs.
I'd like to thank my folks, who have been calling me every night, to make sure I take a break and go to bed, and to update me on current events - since I haven't seen any news. Apparently Mr Rabbit is having some trouble with the new Senate. Good. (Although, I hear he still has a job, Melbs; so I guess old what's-his-name was a bit off with his prediction, huh?). Iraq has fallen apart; Ukraine continues to fester; Germany thrashed Brazil in the semi-finals of the corrupt, parasitic scam known as The World Cup; and America and China are inching towards something that promises to be even uglier.
Have I missed anything?
Also, I didn't do any exercise during this period, so last night I decided to make up for it. In retrospect, I think I may have overdone it slightly. Everything in the back is stiff and everything in the front is aching. As it stands, I would advise that nobody get on my tits for the next few days, because they're sore enough already, thank you very much! (Actually, it's the pectoral muscles that are sore, but I couldn't resist the joke.)
I spent this morning catching up on housework. I usually clean once a week, and after a fortnight, the sheets were just about ready to jump into the wash on their own. Then I sat down with a pot of tea and listened to music, while watching clips of hot Latin blokes in tights performing wacky acrobatic stunts.
NOTE: In case you find the music in any of these videos utterly intolerable, you can mute them and enjoy the sweet, dulcet tones of Dutch symphonic rock band Within Temptation. This is what I listened to today, whilst going about my chores.
How about that bloke jumping off the fucking ceiling? And the fella wearing the Aussie flag mask? Oh, oh, but what about that little guy in the black tights with the red phoenix-looking trim? Wow! ... You ever been out with a really short bloke before? Is it just me, or are masks sexy?
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"Oh, but Alex", I hear you say, "I prefer hot Japanese acrobats -- in tiny shorts". Well, you've got very specific tastes then, haven't you? But never fear, I've got you covered, sister.
I should point out that I generally don't watch the matches. Not unless I'm hanging out with someone who's right into it (and I find
the American stuff as dull as dishwater). No, usually it's just the
highlight videos for me. Rob Viper's the fella who does the Mexican stuff. He's got over a thousand. Sadly, I just found out the bloke who does
the Japanese videos I like, got booted from YouTube for
copyright violation. So these aren't his. Instead, they're a bit of a mish-mash.
It's a real shame too, because Japan has the only decent women's wrestling in the world, and he had some corkers. Mexican women's wrestling is, sadly, quite pathetic.
Y'know, back when I was right into movies, I used to fantasise about being a stuntwoman. Of course, I musta weighed about 18 stone in those days, so I dunno which leading lady I was gonna double for.
It's probably for the best that I didn't, anyway. I'd likely have a lot more to whinge about than a stiff back and sore tits. Still, one can dream, hey?
Also, I realised I haven't drawn anything in aaaaaaages, so I went looking through Wikipedia/Wikimedia for interesting animals to sketch. What I came across was these two fine looking specimens.
The cheeky looking lass with her tongue sticking out is an Okapi. She's from Africa, and is the closest living relative to the giraffe. Apparently her head and legs have completely different camouflage needs to her neck and torso.
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| I'm guessing this is a female, since I don't see anything hanging off the underside that would suggest otherwise. |
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And this cuddly couple of critters are South American Bush Dogs. I'm assuming they don't have any natural predators, because they have evidently evolved for maximum adorability.
And this cuddly couple of critters are South American Bush Dogs. I'm assuming they don't have any natural predators, because they have evidently evolved for maximum adorability.
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| Aaaaawwwwwwwwwww........... |
Now, to sit down and actually draw the buggers.
P.S. Centre-aligned text: Yea or nay?
P.S. Centre-aligned text: Yea or nay?


5 comments :
Oh the wrestling, well things have come a long way since Mario Milano days. I remember it used to be rad when they went outside the ring, and also the spesh moves were running against the ropes and rebounding. But now, those vids have got moves, and talk about getting height and taking it outside teh ring. Pretty amazing.
I haven't been out with a really short man before, and I don't have any special response to masks other than they are fucking freaky. I don't think they are for me.
Sorry to hear about your sore back and boobs. Daughter and I have started yoga. The first one we did was Bikram in a hot room. went for 90 mins and I couldn't do all the moves and we were sweating like anything, i mean clothes saturated at the end of it. Wow. At 75 mins I felt dizzy and sick so had to stop. That was Sat. Then last night we did a Power Flow class. Also 90 mins but not in a hot room, but if anything it was harder. Yes we were stiff from day before, but man. It was hard core. Again, couldn't do everything, and there seemed to be heaps more difficult things. At 6.30 today we are going to Simply Flow, which I think is the easiest one. We shall see. It only goes for 60 mins too so that will be fab. I'm still sore but all over... we sweated heaps last night. So much sweat, so full on.
And yes, that guy got it wrong obvs about Abbott. Disappointing.
I like the Okapi. Look forward to seeing your drawings. I'd love a drawing of me, or a group of bloggers in OITNB style. How cool. Happy to email you a pic as a reference.
So what exercise are you doing? It's lots of acrobatic stuff isn't it? I know you've explained before but I'm a bit more interested now I'm in agony from yoga.
Also I don't love centre aligned text but yours looks ok for some reason. I like what you're doing with your blog.
AND I was having thoughts the other day. I'd really like to re-read IQ84 at some stage. It was an amazing book. I don't expect you to re-read with me, but I really enjoyed that parallel reading we did. Sorry it didn't happen with the one you suggested. I did buy the book though. And read a few pages.
Any time you exercise after a period of inactivity you end up sore. But if you keep doing it, that will pass, and you'll start feeling really good. Trust me. It changes your metabolism, hormones, etc. You sleep better, have way more energy, just outright feel happier.
I've been thinking about getting some yoga vids off Youtube or something and giving it a whirl. People tell me that a good yoga workout will work every muscle in your body. Plus my balance and flexibility probably aren't up to where they should be. You'll have to keep me posted on how you do with yours. I've been mainly concentrating on building strength -- push-ups, sit-ups, squats, chin-ups, hand-stand-push-ups, bridges, etc. The other night I was doing "flys", which is what did my chest in.
I think watching wrestling vids, along with gymnastics, and parkour, and circus acrobats, and that sort of thing helps to keep me motivated. It's not just about having a perv, though that probably doesn't hurt. I looked up that guy who caught my fancy, by the way, and he's only 4'11". Which probably isn't such a big deal, but he's also only 19 y.o. -- which does kind of spoil the fantasy a bit. Well, that'll learn me for being too curious.
I don't know what's going on on the drawing front. It's like it's just getting squeezed out of my life -- and I don't know if that's legitimate thing or if I'm subconciously letting it happen. As an art-blog, I'd say this place is a bit of a fuckin' disaster. But yes, I'd love to do some pickies of you. One for your blog, and a Wonder Woman avatar, and yes, an OITNB themed pick (but who else to put in it?). It's all going on my list, but I can't guess about time frames at this point. I've seriously got to get my finger out and get myself back into the swing of things. But yeah, I'll need some photos for reference once I get my act together.
Here's a question: You ever have writer's block where you just started avoiding writing altogether?
Maybe I'm nervous about sharing my work or something silly like that.
I dunno. But I don't like it one bit.
No I haven't had a block like that, but I will tell you that the first thing I ever submitted to a publication (non-fiction essay, travel piece) was in 1990, and I got knocked back of course cause it was shit. I didn't submit anything again (two non-fiction essays, can't remember the topic of the second but the first was about 'stranger danger' and the internet) until 1999, and again. Knocked back. Then submitted something, a fiction piece (short story) and got it published (2000). Then nothing submitted until a couple of years ago, like seriously July 2012, 4 pieces knocked back; then a few short and long listings, another 4 rejections interspersed, and then another 10 rejections on things. So in total 36 subs in 24 years, and 4 publications and 5 listings in things (competitions/awards.)
That first time I got rejected in 1990, I thought it meant my work wasn't any good (and it wasn't. But if it had been good I would have thought the same thing.) Now I know the work can be good but still not get anywhere for various reasons and that it's important not to try to work them out too much.
This is long-winded way of saying: making your creative work public can be terrifying but it doesn't take long to get over it and just do it if that's what you want to do.
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All normal I reckon.
Cheers Melbs. It's not like terror, it's more like paralysis.
And it's not like I've never shown my stuff to people on the internet before. You've seen it; other people have seen it; I did wedding invitation thingies for Puss for crying out loud.
But that was all "fun" stuff that I "just did". But now I've got a blog that's supposed to be a creative outlet, and it feels like work that I keep putting off. Just like I put off starting the blog in the first place.
And I know that once I get a bit of momentum, I'll probably really enjoy it.
Come on Alex; sort yourself out girl; you can do fucking better than all this wanking about.
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