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For friends and family of those with mood disorders, part 2--Depression from the inside [Jan. 5th, 2008|12:05 pm]
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Originally published at An experimental life. You can comment here or there.

In my last essay on this topic, I discussed the futility of telling someone with a mood disorder to snap out of it. Eventually we'll get to treatments, coping, and other stuff for people with mood disorders like bipolar disorder and unipolar depression and their friends and family, but first, I want to talk about what it's like from the inside.

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Comic translations? [Dec. 7th, 2007|12:51 pm]
I speak only English and little German, but as many of you already know, I write a goofy little (English language) webcomic called Blue Crash Kit (http://www.bluecrashkit.com) which has surprised me by becoming semi-popular, and some of our readers have begun to translate/transcribe the comic into other languages (right now mostly German and Slovak--although still more volunteers for each of those languages would stil be great).

I'd love to find some people who might be interested in volunteering to translate it into more languages--Japanese, Dutch, Chinese, French, etc., perhaps as practice. I also thought that, once a significant number of translations have been done, the comic might be handy for students of various languages to view the same bits of description and dialog in both their native tongue and that which they are learning.

I have Google Translate buttons on the site, but as you likely already know, machine translation is, as Zim would say, "Kind of... not good."

If anyone here likes the comic well enough to assist, that would rock. If not, can anyone point me in a likely direction?

Thanks

(x-posted to some language communities.)
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For friends and family of those with mood disorders, part 1--Don't tell me to snap out of it [Dec. 2nd, 2007|10:31 pm]
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Originally published at An experimental life. You can comment here or there.

(This is the first part of what will eventually be a series of essays on bipolar and unipolar disorders, including treatments, both synthetic and homeopathic, and tips on coping with these illnesses for both sufferers and their friends and loved ones.)

Mental illness is often misunderstood and stigmatized, which is one reason I'm very open about having bipolar disorder (also called manic depression)--As long as people are ashamed of mental illness, the stigma will continue. Our illness does not define us, but it is a part of our daily lives, and those close to us (or who want to be close to us) need to understand our illness to deal with us, just as we need to understand and learn how to deal with them and the things that affect their lives.

Here is part one of what friends, family members, and loved ones need to know about mood disorders like bipolar disorder (manic depression) and unipolar depression.

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Tolerance is a two-way street; part 1 [Nov. 27th, 2007|06:25 pm]
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Originally published at An experimental life. You can comment here or there.

(Although I am writing about the Netherlands here, much of this essay applies to other countries, as well--The United States, for instance")

"Tolerance" does not mean tolerating bigots, and some of the alleged "victims" of intolerance are among the worst offenders. This is not to say that there are no honest victims--but many seem confused about the meaning of the word, and their hollow claims of unfair discrimination cheapen and belittle the experience of those who live under genuine persecution.

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The Religious Right is lying to you about gay marriage [Nov. 7th, 2007|05:47 pm]
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Originally published at An experimental life. You can comment here or there.

So let's debunk some of the lies...

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Lane Robins book signing at Border's Friday night, August 24, 2007, at 7:00pm [Aug. 23rd, 2007|02:15 pm]

Local author Lane Robins will be signing copies of her novel Maledicte at the Lawrence, KS Border's at 7th and New (where the first order sold out in one day) Come out with us and lend her your support!

Publisher's Weekly says, "Lane Robins is a fantasist with a future."

"Highly recommended."
--Library Journal
 
"A strong-willed debute whose painstakingly developed characters and tortuous plots exert an undeniably intense, if grim, fascination."
Kirkus Reviews</strong>

You can see a brief excerpt from Maledicte at maledicte.com. (I think the lead-in paragraph for the excerpt is one of the worst in the book, and Lane keeps saying she's going to change it, but hey--Even the worst paragraph is pretty damn good.) You can view Lane's Livejournal here. The Lawrence Journal-World published an interview with Lane at this link.

Lane is one third of my local "writing cabal" that meets each week, so I got to read Maledicte before it came out in stores (nanny-nanny-boo-boo), and it rocks. As you can see from the above reviews, I'm not the only one singing her praises.

(x-posted)

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Craft and significant detail in fiction [Jul. 7th, 2007|01:33 pm]
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Originally published at An experimental life. You can comment here or there.

I hear a lot of would-be fiction writers say they "don't believe" in studying writing, fearing that doing so will force them to write by some preset formula and destroy their "personal styles."

Nothing could be further from the truth. If you look at some of the greats--who have wildly divergent styles--you will find that they almost universally studied the craft. Until you begin studying the craft, you can't call call yourself a serious writer any more than you could call yourself a neurosurgeon without going to medical school...

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They're calling it amnesty? [Jul. 5th, 2007|03:23 am]
(crossposted to my blog at An Experimental Life)

I won't pretend that I have the answer to the illegal immigration problem, nor do I deny that a problem exists, but those who claim that the proposed illegal immigration bill offers amnesty for illegal aliens are way off base.
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America the strange [Feb. 7th, 2007|09:07 am]
[state of being: | sick]

Anyone see the "guys kissing" Snickers commercial? Makes the two idiots who were so worried about their lips touching look like total fuckwads, right? Well, it seems that certain gay rights groups now have even more in common with the religious right than the religious right has ever wanted to admit. Neither understand satire. Now, apparently, making fun of homophobes is considered gay-bashing.

Also, now there are religious parents' groups who oppose mandatory innoculation against a cancer-causing virus because they believe it will encourage kids to have sex.

They have a point. Let's do away with ALL vaccinations. They only encourage irresponsible behavior. I mean, since my tetanus shot, I can barely restrain myself from stepping on rusty nails. Oh, and the flu shot? It sure is a relief to know that I can cough and sneeze on people, and BE coughed and sneezed upon myself with impunity. And fuck that washing your hands bit--We're innoculated, man!

Yes, if cervical cancer is removed from the mix, and the only health risks involved with sex are unwanted pregnancy, Aids, herpes, and genital warts, our teens will be fucking each other in the streets in an endless orgy instead of engaging in good old fashioned violent gay-bashing, learning how to take away freedom of religion from non-christians, and other religious-right-sanctioned wholesome activities.

Remember, our kids should not be having sex with each other. The Catholic church, for one, has made it very clear that children should only be having sex with responsible adults. Like, say, priests.

And it isn't too late to oppose cures or vaccinations for other diseases, America (and you too, Mr. infallible Pope).

Remember, if we eliminate diseases, it will only encourage bad personal hygiene and irresponsible behavior. Just like giving teens access to condoms will, by removing the possible consequence of unwanted pregnancy, keep them from getting what they deserve if they dare to touch each other.

And if some young girl does end up being date- raped and getting cervical cancer (or any other disease), all you have to do is listen to the religious right to understand that the dirty little slut probably deserved it.

Why are the inmates running the asylum?
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Mouth wound healing? [Jul. 27th, 2005|12:22 pm]
Anyone know any good ways to speed healing of wounds inside one's mouth? Guess my teeth cut up the inside of my mouth a bit when I face-planted. The rest of my face is healing very nicely thanks to [info]adammaker's sooper sekrit herbalriffic wound-healing goop. Adam, you should patent and sell that stuff.

Already rinsing the inside of my mouth with salt water. (OW!) TYhey said they almost stitched it. I should have insisted when I woke up. And yes. I am supposed to go back to the doctor, but I am putting it off because it will cost money. I guess they're sending my stuff to my old doctor instead of to Health Care Access.

For those who don't already know what happened and who want to know, it's pretty much all over the newsbox (which is down below the comic) on BCK at these three pages

http://www.bluecrashkit.com/index.php?date=2005-07-25
http://www.bluecrashkit.com/index.php?date=2005-07-26
http://www.bluecrashkit.com/index.php?date=2005-07-27

The short version is I wrecked the scooter--Bounced on my face and head and knocked myself out, giving myself a bad concussion, some cuts and scrapes and contusions, and cut up the inside of my mouth on my teeth a little. I'm still a little scattered and the girls say I keep repeating myself (because I keep forgetting things), but I am getting less confused and doing better about remembering now. I have not lost any part of my reasoning ability--just having a little trouble remembering things, and as I said, that is getting better. I am also upset that the scooter now needs a bit of work I cna't afford. *sighs*

I am more grateful than ever to be alive, though. I didn't break a single bone (unless you count some hairline fractures in my jaw). The girls are taking wonderful care of me, too. They tell me I'm trying to do too much too soon, though--for instance yesterday I walked downtown (wanted to drive because I wasn't sure I was up to walking, but Cat was like, 'if you're not up to walking, you shouldn't drive.") to hand off roughs to Stacy at Big Daddy's for some filler strips, and ended up waiting over at Border's for Kitty to come get me so I could lean on her on the way home.

It is frustrating, though. I want to be Doing Things. Of course just after typing this I'm exhausted, so I suppose I'll go rest now.

Love you all. See ya.
:-)
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Public service announcement [Jul. 25th, 2005|10:58 am]
[state of being: | sore]



It will be about 175 bucks to get the scooter out of the tow yard--They towed it because I was unconscious when they got to the scene. I don't even want to think how much the hospital bill is going to be. Damn lack of medical insurance.

Thing is, it could have been MUCH worse. I am purchasing a helmet before riding the scooter ever again. Also, I do not recommend using the road as a facial exfoliant.
:-D
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Scooter and pavement, 1, Rob's face, 0 [Jul. 25th, 2005|03:29 am]
[state of being: | sore]

We were putting off buying helmets because scooters don't go very fast. In retrospect, this was not wise. I remember thinking, "I'm going to crash," and then waking up in the ambulance. Lost consciousness a few times after that as well. Docs say I should be fine--just a bad concussion and lots of scrapes and bruises. Could have been worse. The girls have been so sweet and wonderful, and Isaac and Forest came and were wonderful, as well. Also got to se the lovely and wonderful Celeste Hanson-Weller, who works at the hospital.

Here's me in the Emergency Room at LMH.

This is gonna be expensive. And I thought I was in pain from the compressed nerves in my spine and arm...
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Phear my new icons! :-D [May. 25th, 2005|04:56 am]

Also, my friend Jess took pics for me to use in an ad for our online store...
Heeeeeeere's Jessica! )
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You know you want to see it... [May. 24th, 2005|12:24 am]
Tribble/Peep Sex

And click the vote links, too.
;-)
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MacMonster [Apr. 30th, 2005|01:27 am]

For those who haven't seen it yet, this is the MacMonster that Shan and I made out of an old Mac Classic and some fake fur. It will soon be starring in the comic I'm launching Monday, Lords of the Living Room (Television worship, action figure sex, and no respect for your mama). So yeah--you get to see it before it gets semi-famous.

Enjoy. I have a whole story written about rescuing the little guy from an island on which Mac and monsters interbred.


Been working today with the guys who write Walrus (the update script we use for the comics) on the upcoming version (Walrus 3.0). I did the CSS conversion for the next release and am testing the current code at lotlr. Once it's done (in a week or two, after Kagashima finishes the XHTML conversion and a couple of potential bugs are worked out), it will be time to start on the site redesign for BCK. I'm pretty pleased they're letting me work on it and mentioning me in the credits. I was even able to point out a couple of problems with the PHP even though I wasn't competent to write the code to correct them.

I keep bugging Sunflower, but no word on the job yet. Good thing BCK is making money (not much, but some), and I expect lotlr to as well. Finally going to get Project: SyberFang, my post-apocalyptic science fiction vampire comic, going in a couple of months, too. I'm going to be working with a local artist who used to tutor Forest in Chinese.

Yay for projects! Yay for projects that make a little cash! I figure if the job market is gonna be such a bitch as far as things I can do in my gimpy state, I'll make my OWN damn jobs.
:-)

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Ganked from Kitalita [Feb. 18th, 2005|06:33 pm]
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Licking cat
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DeviantArt [Jan. 29th, 2005|04:30 am]
[state of being: | annoyed]
[I hear | -]

Just an observation--I have seen very few sites worse than Deviantart. That site navigates and works like it was put together by a couple of crackheads who have never heard the concept of information architecture even in passing. Two monkeys with a copy of Frontpage could probably do better. Word--Graphic designer and programmer does NOT equal information architect. I don't care how pretty and clean it looks if I cannot find the information I need.

Thank you for listening.
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[Dec. 25th, 2004|01:09 am]
I wish I were more into holidays.

The girls have said they're going to double-team me (not in THAT way, you dirty-minded so-and-sos) to work me into a holiday spirit next year.

If someone asks me to do something or suggests something, I'm cool with it, but otherwise Christmas seems like another day to me, and I feel like I'm missing out.
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[Dec. 22nd, 2004|09:59 am]
[state of being: | amused]

From a few weeks ago:

"We went downtown to Free State for dinner. I made a mess by eating with my left hand while my right arm was in it's sling. In the men's room I voiced a wish for ambidexterity to make bathroom chores easier while my arm heals, to which another urinal user replied, "Yeah, it's the little things, isn't it?"

I just smirked and told him, "Little things? Speak for yourself, buddy."
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Just a reminder... [Aug. 21st, 2004|09:00 pm]
This journal is ninety percent friends only, so unless you're on my f-list you're seeing generica. Add me and comment if you'd like to be added.
:-)
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This journal is friends only, for the most part [Mar. 17th, 2004|10:01 am]
If you want to be added to my friends list, please leave a comment.
Thank you.
:-)

Edit: To eliminate confusion... If you're already on my friends list, don't worry; I'm not taking a bunch of people off or anything.
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200 Monkeys [Nov. 27th, 2002|11:47 am]
[state of being: | amused]
[I hear |click-clack, click-clack...]

This file has been going around the net lately via email threads, etcetera, and I thought I would share.
:-)
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200 Monkeys

I like monkeys. The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought that odd since they were normally a couple thousand. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. I bought 200. I like monkeys.

I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed. Then they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing.

I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very well to their new environment. They would screech, hurl themselves off of the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour.

Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive: they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sorta' dropped dead. Kinda' like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Damn cheap monkeys.

I didn't know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my room, on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200 throw rugs.

I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn't work. It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet monkey and 199 dead, dry monkeys.

I tried pretending that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for a while, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real bad.

I had to pee but there was a dead monkey in the toilet and I didn't want to call the plumber. I was embarrassed.

I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortunately, there was only enough room for two monkeys at a time so I had to change them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so it didn't all go bad.

I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish the fire.

Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in my freezer, and 197 dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. The odor wasn't improving.

I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my monkeys and to use the bathroom. I severely beat one of my monkeys. I felt better.

I tried throwing them away but the garbage man said that the city was not allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him that I had a wet one. He couldn't take that one either. I didn't bother asking about the frozen ones.

I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My friends didn't know quite what to say. They pretended that they liked them but I could tell they were lying. Ingrates. So, I punched them in the genitals.

I like monkeys.
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Enjoy.
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