Next post will have more words. I promise.…
Month: October 2015
More Experimentin’
GIMP seems to have some wrinkles I never found in Photoshop (unless they’re in newer versions I never got to play with). This is a work-ion-progress, but I thought it was suitably macabre for the season, so…
Bwahahahaha!…
Experimentin’
The above is brought to you by GIMP. Since upgrading to a Windows 10 machine, I had intended to upgrade to the latest version of Photoshop as well, but alas Photoshop has gone to a lease model and that just grates. I can understand the benefits, but I’m kind of old school when it comes to property. I never understood the point of leasing a car, especially when it seemed to cost more than just buying one, and I can’t bring myself to lease software when in the past I could own it.
So I’m searching for a substitute. …
Then and Now
Okay, okay, so it was my birthday. I have been inundated with well-wishes, more than I ever expected, and I had a very special day yesterday when my sweetie came to have dinner with me.
The news is—I’m 61.
Damn.
Now, what follows is perhaps wanting in taste, but it’s my blog so if I want to do something like this, who’s to stop me? Besides, it’s kind of interesting, at least to me.
Two pictures, the first shot by Donna back in 1981. Then, after that, another shot the morning of my 61st birthday. (I should’ve done something with my hair, yeah, but oh well.)…
Me ‘n’ Harlan
So this I gotta share. I don’t know what we were reacting to, but it doesn’t matter. I’ll cherish this.
Soon as I get a new version of Photoshop (or something) I’ll work on this a bit, but…
Oh, one more thing. He kept calling me “Hipshot.” I didn’t know what that was. “From the famous comic strip Rick O’Shay,” he said. He dubbed me his Hipshot. Had to look that one up. Rick O’Shay was a western comic strip and Hipshot was Rick’s best friend and trusty sidekick. This guy:
The one of the right, without the badge. …
Peak Experiences
This past weekend was Archon 39. Our local science fiction convention.
Donna and I have, with a couple of exceptions over the years, gone to just about all of them since number 6, which was in 1982 at the Chase-Park Plaza hotel. The guest of honor then was Stephen King, which meant that everything was exaggerated and gave us a seriously distorted set of expectations of what this convention was normally. The guest list that year was a who’s who of authors, who were then the rock stars of the convention scene. We met Joe Haldeman, Robert Bloch, Robin Bailey, George R.R.…