Club High Castle

I can appreciate it when a cashier markets his or her store’s latest mailing list, sale, or offer. I understand that there is a push for numbers, and hidden behind those friendly smiles is an immense pressure to get those numbers.  I also understand that retail isn’t always a walk in the park. Tales of inconsiderate people screaming at cashiers, discarding their fast food cups and wrappings on shelves, and demanding discounts because they failed to read the price tag fill the Internet these days with colorful imagery that is sometimes hilarious.  However, it works both ways.  I bought some clothes the other day. I took them to the register and already had my wallet out by the time it was my turn (I hate holding up lines, and shopping takes away from “me” time, so I like to be as quick about it as possible).   Before the cashier even touched my items, she asked for my telephone number and email address. She barely cast me a passing glance as she told me about th...

Get your mouse, dust off your keyboard, and gather around the monitor! It’s time for a fan art picture spam fest! I was very busy when I didn’t have Internet. It’s amazing, the things one gets done without access to 1s and 0s that can traverse long distances. Elrond from Lord of the Rings Elven king Thranduil from The Hobbit Elrond and his wife Celebrian Awe! It’s mini Elrond. He’s ready for a hug. An original design by me. She’s some sort of Sci-Fi space mage. I have a new profile picture! This is a self portrait.

It took a little longer than I anticipated to get Internet connectivity, but I am here now, surfing to my heart’s content! I think I’ll state the cliché and obvious: we made it through the road trip safe and sound. The wonderful world of DC: At one point, I could see the top of the Capitol Building, but it was too far away to get a good picture of from my phone.  I got to have a quick, highway look at the Pentagon (no joke!). I later pulled it up on google maps to make sure that it was exactly what I saw, and it was! It looks odd and unremarkable from street level, like a long, pale and ominous institution with many tiny windows (okay, so it actually is an institution with many tiny windows…). I wouldn’t have known to look at it if it weren’t for the signs. We passed several toll roads, and here is this gem: Granted, we were in a huge moving truck towing a car…but I have never seen a toll that costly! Stay tuned for some fanart that I did when I didn’t have Internet! Mr...

I have some huge news! I am moving out of state, off to seek adventures in new places. I am going where no MLC has gone before. I don’t think I’ll get a chance to update this blog before the big day, so this is a heads up that I will be gone from the Internet for a while (hopefully a very short while, as I love surfing). Mouse clicking is such a therapeutic sport. Before any move, there are always misadventures to be had in the labyrinth that is packing…Voldemort taking a bubble bath being one of them. I don’t know why he of all my action figures ended up getting an unknown substance on him, but he did. The bubble bath worked wonders, though he wasn’t too happy about it. Here we can see Alfred Bester and Loki exploring a stack of boxes. They escaped the newspaper wrapping and box stuffing frenzy. Don’t worry: they will be shoved into my purse. What’s a road trip without action figures? A geek must have her priorities straight.  I love wearing necklaces and rings, so I kept one of e...

I’ve always danced with subliminal—and sometimes flamboyant—messages, slinking, twirling and sliding my made-up propaganda across the ballroom floor. Coming up with fictional catch phrases and cheeky, dystopian propaganda is a fun pastime for me! When I was in grade school, my best friend and I would perform little plays in our driveways for the neighborhood kids. What’s a good play without some commercials? To this day, the jingle she and I came up with for our “wonderful shrinking machine” still rings strong, and I don’t think I’ll ever forget it. I suppose The Year is E0422 has a bit of dystopian flair to it. A chapter I was editing was begging for a little bit of tender loving care. The cure? I added a new scene involving a television series. The series is nothing but shameless propaganda in its purest form. Too bad my character only got to see a clip of it. The world needs to indulge in retro costumes, cheesy dialogue, and go-go boot clad cops every now and then. Here is a little...

I hope everyone is having a fantastic Independence Day Eve! I have hot wings, French fries, and Coca Cola waiting and ready for tomorrow. Odds are that it will rain, but that won’t stop me from enjoying a good meal! I’ve been steadily making progress in reading through, editing, and making changes to my NaNo novel (the one I wrote in November). It now has a working title, and I decided to take a break from drawing fan art and do something original for a change. This is a part that doesn’t show up in the book. Aren’t I a big meanie for drawing something behind the scenes? 😉 Gaming is serious business, especially when you’re sick, and there is a silly summer event going on.  Collecting items and adding unique accents to your outfits is THE business.  After all, one must look fashionable if she is fighting crime and trying to save the galaxy. The efforts of Saturday are displayed below! My character is proud of her flowers and awesome jet pack. Soaring through the night while Ri...

I’ve been on the Internet several times this week in failed attempts to find myself a blog prompt. It’s amazing how illusive one’s muse can be at times. At one point, I had an empty word document open for 30 minutes. The only thing I managed to type was the date.  Today’s lunch break googling proved fruitful. I stumbled on a prompt that said something to the effect of “When someone does something embarrassing to the effect of humiliating themselves, do you sympathize and feel embarrassed too?”  It is time to take a trip down memory lane! In short, my answer is “Yes.”  I was thirteen or fourteen at the time. My older sister had a knack for making sure we got to church every Sunday.   One Sunday morning, my little gang of church friends and I had taken our regular pews in the sanctuary. We liked to rush to the first two pews on the left side before the adults got there because those pews had first dibs on the flags, tambourines, and streamers. I was all about waving th...