Yet another step down...

I completed The next issue of Tamerlane: The Champion, If you are interested it is available at the Tamerlane website: www.usstamerlane.com

(You don't need to read it, don't worry :D)

This has been my test for myself; I have never managed to complete a comic before, having a magic "Window" at 20 pages. I would get to 20 pages and then stop...

With this new issue, I have completed 115 pages of comic! 115!

Whether this is due to the fact that I'm in Japan (And thus in a very productive world) or because of the treatments that I underwent at KPI, I don't really know. But I'm excited to be able to complete a project!

Actually, there is one more issue of 40 pages to do on this Episode before I can call Tamerlane "Done"... But somehow, I don't think completing it will be a problem...

The only problem I have now is that I don't know how to NOT work... I am purposely not doing any more comic work for a while and I feel... lost? Like I don't know what to do with myself... It's so wierd... Everytime I think of something I could do, I feel a little guilty, like there is work that SHOULD be done... It's really strange...

I'll get over it, but I think this is the first time I've ever exibited "workaholic" traits in my life.

---Me

Woo Hoo!

I just drew my 109th page of Tamerlane!

When this issue is done, I will have penned 112 pages! Amazing, ain't it? :D

And the response?

"This is a man who can give an entire speech about the wars America is fighting and never use the word 'victory' except when he's talking about his own campaign,"
"It's easy to forget that this is a man who has authored two memoirs but not a single major law or reform, not even in the state Senate,"
"What exactly is our opponent's plan? What does he actually seek to accomplish after he's done turning back the waters and healing the planet? The answer is to make the government bigger and take more of your money."

From Sarah Paulin...

I guess... well... I guess we can't be adults about this, can we?

Obama has shown himself willing to attack the issues, not his opponent... McCain and Paulin open fire with what's wrong with Obama... It's kinda like the "And your mother is ugly, too!" thing... it's lowbrow fighting. Recently that has become the norm...

It takes so much less intelligence to say "Be scared of my opponent!" than it is to say "I have a plan!"... It's safer, it also hides your not having a plan if you don't have one...

Well... I'm not sitting on the fence any more, I guess...

"Let me be as clear as possible," Barak Obama said. "I think people's families are off-limits, and people's children are especially off-limits. This shouldn't be part of our politics. It has no relevance to Gov. Palin's performance as governor or her potential performance as a vice president."

Okay, so, no matter who you are voting for, this was a good thing to say.

Bravo, Mr. Obama. I may not vote for you (That's not decided yet), but whether I do or don't, I'm very impressed with your words.

The Word for the day is "Beard"

So, over the break I decided to grow a beard and mustache. Now, it should be noted that I tried to do this once before about 10 years ago and ended up with a beard of such amazing redness as to make my mother call me "Redbeard" for a month... The thing is; I don't have red hair! I have no idea why my beard decided it needed to be red, it just did.

Anyway, I figured since I was on summer vacation, I'd grow a beard.

I was pleasantly surprised to find out that whatever gene made my beard red before has been damaged by cosmic rays and this new growth seems to be blond-ish brown like my head-hair with salt-and-pepper grey (Of course). It actually looks kinda nice.

So, Maia doesn't really like the beard thingie, so part of the reason I grew it during the vacation was because she was going to head back to America to visit her mom, I figured no one was going to kiss me during this time, so no one could complain! It was perfect!

I was wrong (Not about the kissing... but about the complaining...)

I go to Kyudo and Sensei takes one look at me and cracks up. Totally looses it. "Guy, that's no good!" he says, between gafaws... "The Mustache can stay... but the beard... no..."

I smile at Sensei and explain the why of it and go into practice.

Now it's a month down, and I have trimmed my beard neatly (I do not believe anymore in the bushy soupcatcher that men often wear. I like my fathers' beard; very neatly trimmed), and it actually is looking rather complimentary.

Maia comes back... and she likes it. So, I decide to keep it for a little while longer.

I go to class and Sensei starts laughing at me; "Guy," he says, "This is no good; you look like a foreigner."

Woah...

There's an interesting thing...

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As a side note; my kids love it! I run into a bunch of girls in the hallway and they start squeeling and only Junior High girls can do, saying "it's so cool!" then one suddenly says in English: "Beautiful!"

They all giggle and run off...

Ah, such simple lives they lead.

---Me.