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Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
04 August 2016 @ 09:04 pm
Well, I am still alive, and still quite bored.
As I do periodically, I leave a random picture in these old LiveJournals just to mark the fact that I still function.



Odd that the last time I wrote here was right around my birthday of 2 years ago.
August seems to be my "remember me" time.

Good evening to all y'all still using LJ after all these years!
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Where You At: North Seattle, still
Moodswing: alive
Aural Sex: "Ghostbusters Vs. Mythbusters" - Epic Rap Battles of History
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
10 August 2014 @ 02:29 pm
Yesterday having been my birthday, I, as I do every year, go back through, look at as many of my old LJ entries as I can, re-read, possibly cull them to this or another of my most long-running journals and delete the journals I no longer use.
I STILL have way too many of the damned things.

Okay, so now, I am officially IN my 40's
(The round numbered years are "milestones" and thus, don't really count.)
I am 41.
A year from now, I should be awarded the Ultimate Answer to Life, the Universe and Everything.
Until then, I still draw comics, eat unhealthily, love my girlfriend, try (sometimes unsuccessfully) to get over my issues and continue to live life as best I can with what little I have.

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Thus far, I GUESS I am ok.
I'm sure better than I was exactly 20 years ago.
While most folks spend their "Drinking rite of passage birthday" getting sloshed on someone else's dime, I spent my 21st birthday homeless in Savannah, GA.
Still, I feel that if I get over my issues, low self esteem, and get off my lazy ass, I could at least to SOMETHING semi-positive with the rest of my life.
A not-insurmountable problem, but, a problem nonetheless.
Still, much smaller than the problems I've been having for about the last 27 years or so.
 
 
Moodswing: hopefulhopeful
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
09 August 2014 @ 02:02 pm


...Ok maybe there is a reason.
It's my birthday.
 
 
Moodswing: a little off
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
11 October 2013 @ 04:11 pm
I can't believe it's been this long. Mainly because this is the longest, by far that I've ever lived in one place.
October 11, 2013.
12 years to the day since I first arrived in Bellingham, Washington after escaping Utah.
I've made friends, lost friends, drawn more pictures than I can count...
I've had almost a half dozen computers die on me.
I've gotten drunk. Under the influence, I've sang karaoke, made out with complete strangers, contemplated and even attempted suicide (by drinking itself. I polished off a bottle and a half of someone else's vodka hoping for alcohol poisoning) and even asked some strange man to marry me once.
I lost my best friend.
I found the girl that I hope to marry someday (soon).
The local party house shut down just as I was starting to come out of my Utah-imposed shell and return to the guy I used to be before all the trouble and inner turmoil started.
I learned a lot about art, digital art and methodology, but haven't learned enough for my liking.
I'd learned a LOT, yet forgotten a buttload of hard life lessons that I had to re-learn the hard way.
I learned to love. I learned to hate. Both those emotions have brought me nothing but trouble.

Now, I live in Seattle. It's still the Pacific Northwest, thus, I still count it as one place.
I don't look back upon my time in Utah fondly, but there were a few good times, and a few good people. The same can be said for Bellingham. The same still goes on here in Seattle.
I've gotten through the majority of my wanderlust since being stuck settled here, but there's still a part of me that wonders what, and WHERE, the next phase of my life will take me.... or will I be typing out a message similar to this one a dozen years from now in a Seattle coffeehouse.

Love to all the friends that I've made in the last dozen years or so. I wish you all the best.
 
 
Where You At: Diva Coffeeshop
Moodswing: hopefulhopeful
Aural Sex: "Maneater" - Hall & Oates
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
Yes, I have decided that I have way too many of these LiveJournal things floating around.
Not that I am gonna kill 'em all, as, I have made that mistake before and destroyed way too many concrete memories that I am now wishing I hadn't.
I have also spent way too much time copying and pasting old memories into new journals for the very sake of killing those journals. I'm not gonna do that anymore, either.
(I will be cherry-picking the better icons, though.)

I am amazingly scattered across the 'net for someone who doesn't use it much for anything of importance.
I am in the processes of trying to remedy that without wiping away everything I have built (or, rather, typed) for the last 10 years.
I'm thinking of putting everything behind a "Johann" filter, making it only visible to me.
Sadly, that won't work with other sites.
I am keeping my accounts at Facebook and Tumblr and Twitter open for the sake of keeping in touch with the few folks I keep in touch with there. deviantArt kinda goes without saying. I learned the 'don't erase all your art from the net without backing them up on a jumpdrive, or something' lesson the hard way. MORE THAN ONCE. (yes, I am just that braincramped, sometimes.)

All this is because I have been doing a lot of soul-searching lately and realized that I am not as close to the people around me as I'd like to be. This is probably going to exacerbate that more than anything, but, hey - whattayagonnado?

My entire internet presence needs to be reorganized, rebranded and repurposed.
My LIFE needs all that, but, my "life" is nothing more than my love for my girlfriend and my pathetic failed attempts at an ongoing webcomic.
i don't need the internet to love Deb (Thank God), so the latter subject needs to be addressed.
Firstly, I am going to STOP trying to make comics. Sequential art that extends beyond 3 or 4 pages, is obviously not my thing.
I'm just sad and embarrassed that it took me 17 years to figure that out.
I am going to concentrate on pin-ups, fanart and just random scribblings with no backstory or forward expectations like I used to do way back when.
I am going to go back to my roots and original inspirations for even WANTING to do sequential comics -
Alison Bechdel, Abby Denson, Mort Walker, Charles Schultz and others to try and reconnect with what made me tick THEN.
maybe, if I can get the LOVE of drawing back that I once had before it became a crutch and a coping mechanism for being out of sync with my surroundings, then, maybe I can move forward.
Also, "natural talent" can only take one so far. I think that, maybe this time next year, after finding a new job and saving some money, I may pursue actual artistic education.
As per usual, the world has taken a subject (freelance art/design/sequential art) and made it lucrative, thus, complicated, expensive and elitist. If I'd gotten my head outta my ass 15 years or so ago and thrown myself into my art instead of my futile quest for "structure and stability", I could be Scott Kurtz by now.

Anyway, what I am trying to say in my typical long-winded fashion is that I am trying to "right" myself and 'trim the fat' of my online presence, for now.
I still have WAY too many LJ's, and am still killing them, one by one, but, I have decided on which one I will use... needless to say, it ain't this one.

SO... those relatively few friends I have left that still use LJ and the even fewer who still watch me here, if you get a Friend-Add from scarredfourlife don't worry. It's just me.
Of the LJ's I've used, I have had that one since 2002 and have probably written in it the most, that's why it won out over the others.

If I haven't added you, let me know over there.

I'll be cross-posting this message to the few other LJs that I have actively used at least in the last 3 years or so... y'know, since the big migration away from LiveJournal, just so that those who still pay attention can see.

If i don't hear from you, take care of yourselves.... It's a cold world out there.
 
 
Aural Sex: "Highway to Hell" - AC/DC
 
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
20 August 2013 @ 02:10 am
Split Shift

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Moodswing: awakeawake
Aural Sex: "Another irish Drinkin' Song" - DaVinci's Notebook
 
 
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10 July 2012 @ 12:18 am
07:45pm 20/09/2005
Due to a few merry pranksters with computer skills, but no life, social graces or sense of propriety, this account is now dead.
I have no computer of my own anymore, and my password has been hacked.

So, I have a new e-mail, LJ, and just about every other fucking thing else I have ever done on the net.

csi[(dot)]wonderland[(at)]gmail[(dot)]com
is my new mail. e-mail me a short note if you want to know what my new LJ is.
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meh.
11:49am 22/08/2005

mood: confused
And the world just keeps gettin' crazier as it spins on and on through the universe.
Logic is senseless and sense is illogical.
Sometimes, just SOMEtimes... I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Honeybees and Handgrenades
04:11pm 15/08/2005

mood: content
music: "Lola" - The Kinks
After watching a couple too many episodes of The Monkees and seeing too many drawings of those cute, androgynous, Vespa riding guys in dress shirts and ties, I whipped up the concept of Honeybees and Handgrenades.
I have to go to work soon, so I don't have the time to type out the entirity of the concept.
Needless to say, that it's in the processes of being refined.

( Here are the 2 oldschool strips )
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BBW
02:52pm 15/08/2005
BBW
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Screw Dat!!
01:43pm 15/08/2005

mood: crazy
music: "Digging a Hole" - Big Sugar
I was gonna start posting my cartoons and such here in this journal.
Then, I remembered that i have 2 whole journals that were to be for the strict purpose of posting my comics.
One for the "serious" art, comics, etc., and one for the zany little brainfarts.
So, i say to myself, why not get rid of one and combine them into one. So I did that.
Then, I ran across my journals that I made for seperate comic strips, when I was having so much trouble with Keenspace and decided that an LJ would be a better, cheaper way to post them.
That worked, sorta.
Then, I was about to post them here.
I am both forgetful and indecisive.
My personal flaws, I accept them.

But the best thing about being a modern man is that I can afford to be indecisive and flaky, so, not only can you who would read this journal go to [info]vitriol_comics to see my effed-up sense of color, proportion and humor that I refer to as my comics creations, but I will also be posting them here.

Such as Rabies and Cake:
Image hosted by Photobucket.com

Enjoy.
And don't mind me, I'm just a bit screwloose these days.
Blame it on the summer heat. I do.
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Getting old
03:18pm 13/08/2005

mood: depressed
music: The oldschool TMNT themesong
Well, I officially realize that I am getting to be an old fogey.
Not because my birthday was last Tuesday, but because the last true vestige of my boyhood has officially died.
Saturday Mornings.

Now, know ye, that I am a wannabe cartoonist and illustrator... (as will become evident when I start posting my cartoons here.) and TV has always been my hobby. I was one of those kids whose parents used TV as a babysitter. For about a year and a half, from December '03 to June of this year I went without TV. I lost my cable, and instead of fighting it, i said "What the hell, let's see how things go". Well, i went nuts. Then got over it. Now, the roommate has gotten a bee in her bonnet and decided to get the cable back. Now, I have 500 channels (only about 88 of them are actually available on our cable plan) and a whole lotta nothing to watch.

Asinine reality shows, music video channels that don't play music videos, endless reruns of sit-coms that were absolutely hilarious when I was 10 years old but are the dumbest things in the world now. (save for Night Court, which is still one of the funniest shows I've ever had the pleasure of watching.)
What passes for entertainment these days is either the most politically-correct pablum or the crasses most degenerate bullshit that mistakes offensive for "clever and funny".

My only refuge? my beloved cartoons. Sure a lot of them suck. Many of them are "just for kids", meaning they are sacchrin-sweet brain oatmeal meant to condition today's children to grow up as a bunch of OCD basketcases, but I guess that's better than the cartoons my generation had, which, it seems, has made US into ADD/ADHD pill-popping pussies. (Or maybe it was the school system. I dunno.)

At least the action cartoons are good.
Justice League Unlimited is suspenseful and welkl-written.
Teen Titans is fun without being annoying (sdave the J-Pop theme song, which sadly, I have grown to like.)
Kim Possible is delightful girl-power fare without being anti-male.
all these and more keep me coming back to Cartoons.
All this and more was once what made me wake up at 5 am on Saturday mornings to get my weekly fix of what I knew in my heart I wanted to do when i "grew up", well into my late, late 20's.
Now, I am old. I am old because Saturday mornings are dead. pseudo-anime kiddie shows and forgettable 30 minute long toy commercials dominate and now...
I sleep in.
I SLEEP IN!!!

I suppose now, I'm gonna have to start taking metamucil and feeding pigeons in the park.
Damn it all.


This rant has been brought to you today by the letters F, U, and the number 1.
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Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
25 May 2011 @ 08:42 am
My girlfriend ignores me. As she never seems to have time for me anymore, I have taken to making my own plans and doing my own thing, and not assuming that she will make time to see me. Then, gets all pissy when I don't wanna do what she wants to do when she wants to do it.

A former friend fucked me over when I needed her most, and now, in her opinion, and the opinion of all her little friends that she talks about me to behind my back, I am some kind of monster.
Of course, I am ignoring her I do this to be mature, in that, I DON'T talk about her to anyone behind her back, and I don't let my anger get the best of me and begin yelling, and calling her horrible names. But, somehow, I am the asshole for not talking to her anymore.

I am back at the same crappy job that I left to find something better, which I never did, which led to my needing to crash with her in the first place. It's an income, but, as I found out in 3 plus months of jobsearching in this crap-ass town, I am not educated enough, experienced enough, and, in some cases, not WHITE enough to do ANYTHING around here but wash fucking dishes.

I am sick of being everyone's bitch, but how dare I stand up for myself and speak out and try to make my own life better, eh?
That, somehow, makes me a monster and an asshole.
Whatever.
I'm done apologizing to everyone for the unforgivable sin of being ME.
 
 
Aural Sex: "Proud Mary" - Ike & Tina Turner
 
 
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10 November 2009 @ 03:21 am
 
 
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08 November 2009 @ 01:54 am
That'll teach ME to go out for a jug of water at 1am.
On my way up the hill to 7-11, I suddenly had a mild 'bronchial incident".
I got my water, and going back home, I had to stop and rest at 2 bus stops.
Walking back down the hill, even with gravity on my side, I still only just barely moved.
Shambling along like the only zombie with good knees in a horror flick, I finally got to my block, only to be greeted by some (I assume) drunken girl who decided to drop trou and take a piss right on the corner of Humboldt and York, giggling to her friend about how excited she was to pee in front of an oncoming stranger (me).

Unfortunately, I wasnt able to engage in snark and sarcasm, as I bould barely walk and breathe at the same time, much less talk.

I FINALLY made it home. My lungs are wheezing, and for some reason my face is burning.
I've got 3 inhalers, but they are moostly from last year. I hope the medicine is still good.

I almost lost consciousness several times on the way home. Now, I think it's time to try to do it on purpose.
I am breathing a bit better, now, but I've a feeling that trying to walk (BACK) to work later today is gonna be quite an adventure!
I just hope there are no girls on the corner trying to pee.
 
 
 
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02 November 2009 @ 11:23 pm
Why?  
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30 October 2009 @ 05:58 am
Writing this made me feel betterCollapse )

This is what happens when i don't sleep, the weather is depressing me, and I am trying to help someone without sacrificing my personal space, but still feel guilty.
Anyway, good morning, LiveJournal.
 
 
Where You At: here
Moodswing: depresseddepressed
Aural Sex: the universe chanting "fuck you"
 
 
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19 October 2009 @ 07:55 am
how "Sick Sad World" is it that I am well on my way to becoming a gibbering schizo without my Internet?
Mind you, I am already heading down that road, to begin with, but, after the Clear.Com folks kerfuckered my services, I am just beside myself.

duffy61 is gonna lend me his phone so that I can contact these folks and get things straightened out (I hope).

I've always been sort of a TV maniac growing up. The ol' electronic babysitter's seen me thru a whold world of shit when I had to turn off my mind and tune out the craptastic horrors that childhood with my family produced en masse.

I lost cable almost 3 years ago, and yes, it HAS affected me.
I'm the guy who can't sleep well in a quiet house, and has to put a DVD on continuous loop at a low volume to get 40 winks. With the net, I queue up inane cartoons and old sitcoms on YouTube. Barring that, my iPod, though music doesn't work as well as chattering voices.
Maybe that's why I was ineffective in college.

I have been without visual entertainment before, but I can honestly say this is the first time I've had outright withdrawal!!

Without it, I am talking to myself a bit more, OUT LOUD, and in public.
Or, at least at work, not that work counts as the "outide world".
My brain seems to "answer back" more often, and I notice myself becoming a right bastard in the way that I (usually) inwardly regard humanity.

I have watched about 82% of all my DVDs AGAIN, and am playing my way through X-Men Legends for the 3rd time in the last month.

I wonder if this is how violent mental maladjustment gets started.
Hopefully, if I get this done today, I can regain some of what I laughably refer to as my "sanity".
Man, if technocivilization ever truly breaks down for any reason, be it a giant E.M.P., The 'Zombiepocalypse', or just the regular old-fashioned Apocalypse like mom used to make, I pity the survivors. They are the ones who will truly be buggered!
 
 
Where You At: The Black Drop
Aural Sex: "Coming Undone" - Korn
 
 
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12 October 2009 @ 10:33 am
8 years?
GEEZ!!

This, of course, makes Bellingham the place I've lived the longest my ENTIRE LIFE!
I dunno if that's a good thing or not, and I won't even expound on it right now.
I'll have a huge tirade about it next year.
 
 
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01 September 2009 @ 12:09 am
Disney bought Marvel Comics.
 
 
 
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10 August 2009 @ 04:18 am
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04 August 2009 @ 11:47 pm
It's only one page.
It's some of the worst work I've ever done, in my own opinion.
I ain't getting paid for it, but then, I don't really care about that.

But THIS:


Rocks my socks!1
(They even spelled my name right!!)
 
 
Where You At: Cloud 9
 
 
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01 August 2009 @ 02:26 am
MUSICAL TESLA COILS
(featuring the themesong to my favorite movie!)

 
 
Aural Sex: Duh....
 
 
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28 July 2009 @ 01:40 pm
Okay, is it just me, or does it seem that the World View -
and by "world", i mean "internet" and "uninformed opinion of sanctimonious douchebags"
-is that we Americans are ALL seething bundles of violent psychotic hatred on two legs?
That we are each and all Oil-hungry, baby eating, sex fiend annihilators whose only desire is to obliterate everthing and everyone in the world and then fuck the corpses.

now, i'm not here to defend, or make counterpoints.
Unlike the tofu crowd, I'm not here to beg the world to like us,
or try to make the world like us by talking shit about my own country.
(I HATE assholes who do that. People, you're not worldly or more sophisticated by
flapping your gums about how much this country supposedly sucks and how your little
trip to Europe or wherever was SO much cooler. You just sound like a dumbass.)

No, I simply want to extoll a small bit of logic to those who believe in stereotypes, read too much into movies, and mistake America's Government for America itself:
If all the negative stereotypes and stories and misinformation about America (it's Government OR it's individual people) were TRUE...
Do you really think it's wise to relentlessly antagonize us?
That would be like running through a cage filled with starving jackals wearing nothing but raw meat undies.

.. just sayin'.
 
 
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28 June 2009 @ 02:13 pm
Dawn of the Day of the Night of the Return of the Revenge of the Son of the Living Dead, part 33&1/3: The End of A New Beginning, The Prequel!
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Aural Sex: "Thriller" - You Know Who
 
 
 
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15 June 2009 @ 11:46 am
Why the hell are people so.... "basic", as my old friend, Cliff would put it?

I make comic strips, yeah?
I have had more than my share of false starts, reworkings, and dropped ideas, but, for the most part, i put my heart and soul into them... or, at least, I used to.

I have a couple of my comics and ideas and such posted over at DrunkDuck.com and, for some of them, I have a small following. It was a few months ago, during a block where I couldn't produce that I decided to make a comic of outright smut.
Lo and behold, it is my most popular comic there to date.

I ran with it for a while, but, quickly lost interest, as, I am not really much of a creator of such naughtyness... at least it's not what I want to DO with my comics.
But, what really pisses me off is that no one really paid much attention to anything else I did.
Now, this wouldn't bother me so much if this was the case across the board at DrunkDuck, ComicsGenesis, or any other online comics community inhternet thingamajig that i watch.
But it isn't.
I gotta admit, it annoys me when I peruse the place and see nothing but stupid stick figure comics, sprite comics and badly drawn manga rip-offs, the crux of whose scripts are nothing but dick jokes, fag jokes and racist jokes, are the most popular things there.
Again, this wouldn't bother me if I thought that the majority of the readers and fans of these comics were the mentally damaged, developmentally arrested, frustrated virgin webcomic fans that the stereotypes suggest, but I know better.... or DO I?

So, out of anger, and honestly, downright whiny-bitchness, i devised a small social experiment:
I made one comic, of 4 obscure one-shot characters from some of my past comics, all female, in their underwear with sheer tops with the titles of my other comics printed on them.
I purposely made them disproportionate with badly drawn tits of erroneous gravitational effect, just to see if anyone would notice THATCollapse )

Apparently, no one did.
I only did this about 7 hours ago, and already have 60 hits and 2 comments.
That's more than Shrimp Fried Riot got for the entire 6 months I had it up on Drunk Duck.
Not bad for a single page of an unadvertised comic that's only been in existance for just over a quarter of a day.
And, also, all the other comics and pin ups and stuff I do that I plastered across the chests of these (to the readers) nameless females, suddenly got a little spike in readership as well.

Really, America? REALLY?!!
I've only been making these comics, cross-posting about them across communities and discussing them since 2006!

Of course, the 2 comments I got on this comic were:
"I've looked at those comics, but sometimes a comic grabs you & sometimes it doesn't."
and, the oh-so-original
"What he said".

I see.
So, basically, all it takes to "grab" a reader is a pair (or 4) of badly drawn tits.

Once upon a time, the concept of self-produced webcomics gave me hope, and maybe just a little bit of love for the world.
Now, I weep for humanity.
 
 
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28 May 2009 @ 11:48 pm
incoxitated
 
 
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27 May 2009 @ 01:10 pm
FUCKING SPIDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
Moodswing: scared shitless
 
 
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LINKNESS

adjust your volume.
It has background music.
 
 
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02 May 2009 @ 02:51 pm
In the immortal words of (animated) Jackie Chan...
"Bad day bad day bad day!!"

For the first time since they started the damned thing, I didn't get anything at free comic book day.
The only book I REEEEALLY wanted wasn't there, and even the GOOD books that would have been cool to get... gone.
and SO MANY FRICKIN PARENTS!!!
(The kids I don't mind... much. but there were just so many housewives asking dumb questions.)
I think I understand the music snobs in this town a little better now.
All I could think when I was watching them was "Poser!!" "wannabe!!"
"Oh my god, have you even READ a fucking comic before?!"
"Whaddaya MEAN 'Who is Brian Michael Bendis'??"
Grrrrr!!

I am just too tired to go all the way to Access comics, and Fuck those dickheads at Cosmic with an adamantium claw!!

So, off to the Drop for coffee and cake.
Talking about horrible movies with fenmere and i_am_smrat.

Hopefully I will be able to draw something without letting my anger get to me.

Plus, I'm in a whole lotta pain.
Head, teeth and back.
Yay.
 
 
Where You At: in hell
Moodswing: sour
 
 
 
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01 May 2009 @ 05:42 pm
It was a good day, it was a bad day.

i wanted to get up and go the the first showing of Wolverine. I didn't wake up in time.
Something bit me in my ear as I slept.

Decided to go to the 1:45 showing.

Got some drawings done, but my scanner decided to quit.
I MOTIVATED it. It works fine now, but has a crack in it.

Just missed the bus that would have gotten me to the 1:45.
Went to the 2:15.

It was a semi-passable movie, but not a great one.
too many things were wrong WRONG WRONG!
Out of 100, it gets a 67.
I'll talk about it later, so as not to spoil things.

Wound up walking back home from Sunset.
Now, I'm overheated, starving and not feeling well.
Dammit, I had plans today!
Which brings me to my phone, which ran out of power today, so I left it in the
charger as I went to the movies, only to return home and find it fully charged....
But, I also find that I have 1 whole cent in my account.
No phucking phone.

So, Deb, Tanayle, if you can read this, I am kinda in a foul way, and I won't be able to
make it out there tonight.
Thanks for the invite, though.
It means a lot to me.

I go to bed now.
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25 April 2009 @ 12:22 am
So, apparently, Bellingham is beseiged by vampiric waterfowl.
Grab your crucifixes and hide your loaves of bread!!
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Where You At: Downtown
Aural Sex: "Cry Little Sister" - Gerard McMann
 
 
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20 April 2009 @ 12:31 am
The majority of my past relationships summed up by a now-deceased comic genius.

 
 
Aural Sex: "Are you lonesome tonight" - That Elvis guy
 
 
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02 April 2009 @ 02:30 pm
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Where You At: Arkham, MA
Moodswing: sillysilly
Aural Sex: "Godzilla" - Blue oyster Cult
 
 
 
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29 March 2009 @ 08:16 am
I just made myself laugh until I threw up.
Of course, there was a lot of hacking and wheezing and lungquakes involved, but still.
All because I amused myself with my "Chef" impression.
"I'm gonna make luv to ya Wo-Munnnn,
Gonna laya down by the fi-yahhhh
"...
Bwah-hahahahahaha-ha-ha-hack-coughcoughcough-ha-cough-haha-heh
wheeeeze, waha-ha-coughhackbarrrrrf!!!1

Luckily for me, I was in the bathroom mirror.
Anywho, It's sunday, I'm bored and horribly, horribly awake.
I think I'll either see Watchmen again today, or Coraline, while it's still around.

Maybe I'll just wait for Mallards to open and spend some time there, forcing myself
to learn how to SKETCH.
This whole 'giving up the pencil' thing has just made me irritable.
I may not drop it completely, but I need a bit of time away from it, and when/IF I
DO take it up again, I have to learn how to do it all over again from scratch.
 
 
Where You At: My bathroom
Moodswing: sick in the head
Aural Sex: "Simultaneous" - Chef
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
28 March 2009 @ 01:09 am
I arrive home at about 12:37am after and ARDUOUS TREK home, wheezing and tearing up the entire way. i get home, and waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs is....
A CUPCAKE.

It was left for me by my downstairs housemates.
The card says "Happy Spring".
The cupcake is Easter themed, with green shaved coconut grass atop the frosting, and little chocolate easter eggs under the umbrella.
That's sweet. They're nice folks and as late as it is, this TOTALLY made my day.
 
 
Where You At: @ home
Aural Sex: "It's spring again" - Biz Markie
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
27 March 2009 @ 02:52 pm
The only good thing about bronchitis.
Often, when I have a quiet moment to recline and there are no other sounds...
My wheezing, to my own ears, sounds like the engine of the TARDIS.

This is much less cool if one is not a geek.
 
 
Where You At: My lungs
Aural Sex: Afro Samurai
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
24 March 2009 @ 08:00 am
Okay. Okay.
Can we stop? Really?
I think that I have heard just about ENOUGH about The Watchmen's Dr. Manhattan and the fact that he's naked through a good portion of the movie.
We GET it already! He has a PENIS!
Newsflash! Most Men DO!! (yeah, i said MOST. Don't ask.)
I mean, come ON, it was a pretty damn good movie.
Critics, who know NOTHING, and fanboys far geekier than I will EVER be, may pan the movie for not being 102% true to the source material, but haven't they learned by now that NO movie EVER will be? Sin City and 300 are about as close as you get, and even they changed some stuff.
But really, is that ALL you have to say about the flick?
Nothing about the hazy moral grey areas in the minds of The Comedian, or Rorshach???
No views on how the public will turn on heroes at the drop of a hat of the media and/or government tell them to? Or how disturbingly true that is of real life as well?
Nite-Owl's own, um, penile issues, even? Or maybe the giant sex scene in the Archimedes ship??
No? Anyone? anyone? Beuller?

Everything I've heard or read about the damn movie centered around, or prominently featured (pun) Dr. Manhattan's junk!!
Review by Rolling Stone? 3 separate mentions!
David Willis' ShortPacked, which I love, even kinda went the cheap route with a mention:

Worst job in Hollywood/ Really?
The intern Wait. Never mind the internet in general.

Repeat after me:
"IT'S JUST A DICK!"

The question I have is why is everyone making such a big deal outta that?
Oh, hang on. I think i may have the answer.
The "everybody" in question are prettymuch all straight guys, aren't they?
I forgot the "Straight Guy Rules" for a thing like this. My mistake.
Apparently, It's written somewhere in the giant book of testosterone poisoning that even so much as SEEING any penis other than one's own that isn't in some form of porn being stuffed into some semi-willing female instantly turns one GAY!
Oh Noes!!

I'd like to apologize to you, beforehand, all you straight guys in the world The continent of North America (yes, you're guilty too, Canada) and possibly the UK, who are open-minded and secure enough in your masculinity that this isn't an issue... yes, all 248 of you.
But, as bass ackwards as straight guys can be, the 'cure' for this little dilemma seems to be to KEEP FUCKING TALKING ABOUT IT TO THE POINT OF OBSESSION, which, in hetero guy logic, somehow makes you LESS gay.
(WTFINFINITY?)
Anywho, at LEAST some folks make it FUNNY.



but still... IT'S JUST A DICK!!!

Now, I can understand the inferiority complex a guy would get... after all, for a good bit of his onscreen azure exhibitionism, Doc was about 66 feet tall, which, i surmise gave him, what, about like a YARD and a half of cock? No man can compete. Not even those porn stars who look like there's a baby armadillo in their pants.
but really, THINK about it from Doc's barely human perspective. You're powerful unto the point of a GAWD. Do ya really NEED pants?
I think that the good folks of the parallel universe 1985 (not to mention all the squeamish viewers) should be eternally greatful Ol' Doc didn't routinely decide to dance the hootchie-cootchie down 5th avenue at 60+ feet tall, shaking what his momma didn't give him for the whole worlds (real and imaginary) to see... with WOOD!!

Please. Make Smurf jokes.
Talk about how Nite-Owl was supposed to be flabby and out of shape, but still had a better physique than YOU.
Talk about Silk Spectre I's um, issues with what I can only surmise was self esteem and 'liking it rough (That smile at the end was kinda creepy).
Talk about The Silhoutte. Straight guys are overly obsessed with lesbians, right?
If you MUST be all stereotypically passive/aggressive homophobic, talk about Ozymandias' haircut, bitchy demeanor and penchant for purple suits!

Or, better yet, see if you can get a kick out of THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT.

But PLEEZE, for the love of all that is chocolate covered and deep fried, can we STOP TALKING ABOUT DR. MANHATTAN'S WANG like it's the AntiChrist, or something?

IT'S JUST A DICK!!!
 
 
Aural Sex: "My Dingaling" - Chuck Berry
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
22 March 2009 @ 07:10 pm
Spring has officially sprung.
The wheezing has begun.
This isn't helping my fucking mood.
Note to self:
After getting my head and heart straight and finding whatever the fuck it is
that I'm internally searching for,
FIND A GODDAMNED CURE FOR FUCKING BRONCHITIS!!!
 
 
Moodswing: pissed offpissed off
 
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
19 March 2009 @ 10:07 am
I give up.
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
11 March 2009 @ 07:12 am
Lost 2 more chunks of 2 teeth, and a 3rd is loose.
I hate my fucking job.
The more I work, the less money I make,and I am sick and fucking tired
of drunken fratboy idiots, uppity suburbanites and bums.
I am withdrawing more and more from humanity and less and less equipped to
interact with them day by day.
The only thing keeping me from becoming an alcoholic is lack of money.
I am too bitter and fucked up to even WANT romance, and sex is evil and unfulfilling,
but being alone is killing me.
I feel sick and depressed and there's nothing I can do about it, as I refuse to become
another fucking pill zombie, strung out on over-the-counter narcotics.

So, Dave, when you ask me how I'm doing, and I say "Same as always", this is
the shitty type of "always" that I mean.
This is the essence of my entire life.

No, there's nothing "good" about it.
Life is not a precious miracle, it's a neverending torrent of aggravation and
shit, and I'll thank you to keep your religious nonsense to yourself.

It's not your place to "save" me, and you don't have it in you if I WANTED you to,
which I don't.
 
 
Aural Sex: "The Unforgiven" - Metallica
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
04 March 2009 @ 06:04 am
vacation over, back to suck.

On a lighter note, it's been a little while since I saw cheapdialogue, obviously.
That beard is EPIC!!
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
19 February 2009 @ 10:29 pm
Let's see now..
Had my first GOOD Bloody Mary,
Found out that the only thing more adorable than kitten feet is newborn baby feet.
the only thing cutr than THAT is a baby in a bear suit.
Got stuffed with Chinese food.
Had my only 3rd visit to Pike's Place Market in the almost 8 years I've lived in the Pacific Northwest.
Read through a HUGE chunk of Birds of Prey.
Vodka and Lemonade.
Introduced folks to the visual performance of Corky & The Juice Pigs' Only Gay Eskimo who hadn't ever actually SEEN it and thought of jhonathand.

Am going to, tomorrow, try and find the mythical city transit bus ride from Seattle to Bellingham.
Oughtta be fun.
 
 
Where You At: Seattle
Aural Sex: "Only Gay Eskimo" - Corky and the Juice Pigs
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
17 February 2009 @ 07:19 pm
Well, it wasn't the actual first night of my vacation, but it was the first night I ACTED like I was on vacation!
And the drunken posts were surprisingly positive, if horribly misspelled.
I got a bit of drawing done yesterday, then, leaving the Drop, and had a drink or two at Casa Que Pasa. Then, I got some Mallard's Icecream and did a little more drawing. I forgot how much I love the design of that place, as it's been almost a year since I'd been in there before this week.
Then I hung out with duffy61 for our usual Heroes night.
(Stuff's kicking into high gear on Heroes, but I often find myself having to go back and watch the previous episode online to remind myself how the various characters got to where they are.)
Had a few more drinks and a potato burrito back at Casa. I CALLED i_am_smrat, but he never answered. Hung out with one of my favorite bartenders, Andy, jawing about old times, before ambling (or is that shambling) over to Rumor's for karaoke with Poops.
Nate and Austin were there, and we yakked on all night. Very cool guys, but I only get to see either of them when I'm behind that accursed counter.
If I remember correctly, I did "Jump" from Van Halen and "Dock of the bay" by Otis Redding. Unfortunately, Poops didn't have "Roxanne" in his repetoire, which is the song I was originally looking for, but whatever. I got on stage.
From what I'm told, I wasn't bad at all. But then, I hate the way I sound over loud speakers and phones and electronics and such, so I will take their word for it.
All in all, one of the better nights I've had in a long time.
I like myself when I loosen up. I remind me of HIM.
I may go down to The Royal's karaoke tonight. I dunno if I'll sing. The last 2 times I sang there, the song lyrics were off-track from the music and I wound up looking like a dickhead.
But, if I do go, I will be partaking in lots of drinks.
But now, I have to draw something. I haven't done that yet today.
 
 
Aural Sex: "Roxanne" - The Police
 
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
17 February 2009 @ 02:58 am
ithink i need t drink latsa watr breforei goto sleep
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
17 February 2009 @ 02:47 am
vacay s far is nothin but voddka karaoke and icecreemam n heroess
shit rocks
why cant eryh day b like thiss?
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
07 February 2009 @ 07:35 am
"The amount of trees we have {in CANADA] will nullify the massive fire."
-read on an online art site.
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Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
02 February 2009 @ 08:40 pm
So, I stay away from Livejournal for about, what? a week?
I'm all caught up in OC battles on DeviantArt.

So, I come out of my hideyhole after a hellish All-Graveyard-Shift week and get to the Black Drop later than I normally would. (I actually went home and went to sleep instead of going straight to the Drop.)
What do I find out? duffy61 has had a heart attack! And, as I haven't been 'round LJ, EVERYBODY knew this but me.
rudeboy_punker wanted me to deliver a care package to him, since I was gonna go watch Heroes with him, but hastapeanut says he's at his mom's place. I don't know where that is, but, if I remember the conversation from when he introduced me to his mom just a few short weeks ago, she can apparently see MY house from her window, so he can't be that far AWAY.

Then, when I get back home after running my errands, I can't even find my fucking PHONE to give him a call! Typical!

Jonathan, wherever you are, if you can read this, I hope that you feel better soon.
I will talk with you when I can.
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
22 January 2009 @ 04:49 am
WTF?  
Why is it that folks will (online) bring up an issue, harrangue you about the issue, your 'civic duty' to address the issue, HOW you should address the issue, and then end the entire ordeal by telling you to "Think for yourself"?
Tags:
 
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
16 January 2009 @ 09:37 pm
RANDOM COMMENT IN ALL CAPS POSTED IN AN ANNOYINGLY LARGE FONT

That is all.
 
 
Aural Sex: "Hook" - Blues Traveller
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
10 January 2009 @ 06:50 am
RANDOMNESS!!


His name is Casey.

Oh. Crossposted to all things Johann....
Thus, you may see the little guy pop up elsewhere.
You'll go "Oh shit! I didn't know that was HIS journal!"
Yeah it's me.
But, hey, to my credit, I've killed off a lot of the LJ's and communities that I've accumulated over the years.
When done, I should have only about 5 (non-community) journals that I've created.
1 for Bellingham
1 for the rest of the world.
1 just for ME.
1 for my pathetic website
and 1 "just in case".

I still have a whole lot of 'em to cull and kill.
 
 
Where You At: Not London
Moodswing: awakeawake
Aural Sex: "Werewolves of London" - Warren Zevon
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
01 January 2009 @ 01:56 am
So, I'm really drunj ad it took me 3 tries to sgret into my LJ,
I just gor bacj from crazitalk ad his wifes new years party.
I had a grert time, and drank many lemonfrops and mikes hard in assorted flavors that at I bought.
Alexarc teri bill steph and john and jonthan sodt and julie and johnatn lawson and ryan an gary and his kids weere all there.
Greept party.
envn better tna last yerar when alex and mike drenennean tried to trick me into fighting the christmas tree.

i have cheesecake and crabdip and crackers

Hapy birthday to Jonathan duffy61
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
31 December 2008 @ 01:19 pm
Happy birthday to duffy61 on this, the last day of the year!!

In other news, the countdown begins tomorrow.
I need new pants!!
 
 
Aural Sex: Supernatural, on Megavideo
 
 
Xailenrath's Vodka and Lemonade
26 December 2008 @ 05:41 am
So fucked up, I had to write it in BOTH my journals.
Sure, like any adult human being with the ability to think for themselves, I make fun of religious zealots. I don't really mean anything by it (mostly). But now, these whack-bags are just off the fucking chain and need to be put down like the rabid dogs they ARE!!!
Nobody messes with my fucking CARTOONS!!