Fangs, Fur and Faerie

Its a Wonderland: The (Always Epic) Comicon Update, 2007

Thu, 09 Aug 2007 20:07:08 GMT

I didn't do too many costuming days this year... it was soooooo incredibly crowded. Saturday was sold out in pre-order (which never happens), and even Sunday sold out early in the day. I had a very low-key con year, but I did manage to catch a few pictures. Since I have so few this year, I have concocted a little story--a shot of fiction, if you will-- for your enjoyment (and by you, I mean Amber. My one and only oh-so-loyal viewer. Word.).

I have taken a few liberties with time/days, context, blah blah, and so on and so forth. Please proceed.

You need Big Money at the con. Big money, people. Big money.

But there was a plethora of wondrous artwork for the average convention goer to enjoy. (**DISCLAIMER** Yes, I know this is not ACTUALLY inside the convention center, but in Horton Plaza down the street. Also, I am aware that this lovely piece of artwork was not created for the sole purpose of entertaining the aformentioned convention goers. But work with me people-- and by people I mean Amber. I believe I mentioned a fictional story. So dash your skeptical and mocking expression Amber North. Please read on.)

I was particularly fond of this Aladdin rendition. Aladdin went hard-core.
(No, Amber, I don't know the girl. She just happened to be have the misfortune to walk by as I snapped this picture. But as she is relatively attractive-- with the exception of those rather unfortunate pants-- consider it a bonus and move on. Do continue.)

And I DID walk around with Brianna in costume one day. We ran into Victoria as Slave Leia (right on)

Celebration Leia was I

And Bri was Alice

Which she pulled off BEAUTIFULLY!

Isn't she darling?

Leia and Alice...

Ran into all manner of monsters...

(such as an Evil Dark Lord)

(A huge slug-like creature named Jabba, and his little Slave Girl)

...Fascinating Scoundrels were aplenty

...As were curious creatures

Like stone Gargoyles

And Armored Bears

As well as Armed Wookies

And we cannot forget the lurking Spiderman

One-Eyed Former Professors

Curious creatures, all.

Curiouser...

...And Curiouser

If I Were a Witch Man

Sun, 10 Jun 2007 03:54:33 GMT

Or a wizard... you know. Seems like everybody and their grandma’s dog has a theory for what lies ahead for our friend Harry Potter. There are even books about the theories of what's next for Harry, which side is Snape really on, etc... I, also have a theory. I came up with it last summer, I believe, and here I shall share it again. Lucky you, oh cosmic void.
Here it is, my original (slightly tongue-in-cheek) Harry Potter Theory. Absorb it like a sponge, oh void.

MAYBE... Ginny and Malfoy will get locked in the potions closet accidentally, and come together in a wild night of inexplicable, yet surprisingly hot animal sex. Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, they arrange to *ahem* 'run into' each other outside the closet each week. Poor, unsuspecting Ron (sent to fetch some soon-to-be-forgotten potion for Harry) walks in during a particularly explosive interlude involving a broom (don't ask) and one of Neville's grandmother's hats (again, don't ask). Traumatized and horrified by what he's seen (particularly because he had to look at his enemy's Smiling Moon in order to avoid looking at his sister's Birthday Suit), Ron feels compelled to challenge Malfoy to a duel to the death.

BUT fate has a funny way of playing us all...

The two meet at dawn, wands at the ready (with Harry as Ron's second of course) and He Who Must Not Be Named chooses that exact moment to appear for yet another attempt to kill Harry. Unfortunately for him, he materializes between our two young duelists, taking the brunt of two killing curses. With a loud *POP*, and a cloud of smoke that smells suspiciously like chicken, the Dark Lord is no more. (One down)

Feud forgotten, there is much merriment and drinking of extra special... pumpkin juice... While making a toast later in the evening, Ron looks up to see his greatest enemy once again sucking on the face of his baby sister (very traumatic indeed). With an incoherent cry of rage, he jumps up with the intention of forcibly removing Ginny from Malfoy's lap. BUT (having had a little too much 'special' in his pumpkin juice), he trips over Harry's chair, knocking himself and his friend to the ground where they tragically and unexpectedly brain each other on the sharp grey rocks (two more down).
"Boys," Hermione sighs.

Ginny marries Malfoy and they move to a 14-bedroom, 7-bathroom, 21-potion-closet mansion in Romania. Last I heard they had six children.

Baby take a bow

Sat, 12 May 2007 02:42:48 GMT

And by baby, I mean the most famous child star of all time...
Shirley Temple, featured in another horrid photoshop desktop background by Amy. Yo.

What's My Age Again?

Fri, 11 May 2007 09:15:08 GMT

Nobody likes you when you're 23. And I turned 23 yesterday. Yes,another year has passed.

What a BLAH age! The Amber and I went to El Torrito for strawberries margaritas and tortilla soup (they've got KILLER tortilla soup).

Anyhoo, I got bored on the b-day and decided to work on the crappy photoshop skills. My 'cutout' skills are getting much better (for me). Here goes... the fruits of my labors, the first official project of my 23rd year.

I Could Have Danced All Night...

Wed, 09 May 2007 23:31:18 GMT

I could have danced all night!
And still have begged for more.
I could have spread my wings
And done a thousand things I've never done before.

(Like sleep, eat, leave the apartment, write something besides capstone, relax, breathe, etc.)
Because my capstone is finally completed!
BOOYAH!

Thats all I have to say.

The Vampire and The Werewolve Should Be Friends

Mon, 07 May 2007 22:38:48 GMT

The vampire and the werewolf should be friends.
The vampire and the werewolf should be friends.
The werewolf likes to hunt and howl,
The vampire likes to suck and prowl,
But thats no reason why they can't be friends.
do ta do ta doot doot

Supernat'ral folk should stick together,
Supernat'ral folk should all be friends
Vampires dance with the werewolves' daughters
Werewolves dance with the vampires' gals.

Wonder of wonders miracle of miracles...

Sun, 06 May 2007 08:26:27 GMT

I am making another post. I know. The world is basking in intense, nearly unbearable throes of joy. (And by the world, I mean Amber North. My roommate The Instigator). Here is her picture:
She may LOOK innocent...

Maybe even like a little angel

But inside her lurks an Evil Queen.
Beware.

(she is the one on the far left).

If you see her, exercise caution.

Else you may be sucked into her world. It is a strange and dangerous place, this world of Amber. Once you have been drawn in she will cause you to do all the odd things that cross your mind, but you never previously considered doing. She then mocks you (or simply cackles manaically) because she has used you as a human experiment. She doesn't do things. She instigates.
This concludes the explanation of the presence of Amber North in my "interests" section.

Fri, 04 Mar 2005 03:04:18 GMT

Hmmm.. my first entry, whoo hoo!Sorry about layout. I'm still trying to figure everything out. Maybe soon I will stop being lazy and make this pretty. Heh. THat's all for now!