So Mom was really enjoying her new Mac Mini. Hell,
I was enjoying her new Mac Mini.
So much so, that I want a mac of my own now. I want to go to school next year WITH AN iMAC. That's right. You hear me.
Not a freakin' desktop, not a god-damned laptop.
No PC for me. I want an iMac.
But that's not the point. Anyway, she was really enjoying the new Mac, especially since it was doing the whole wireless thing and stuff, so the internet was being tele-auto-dyna-magically transmitted across the house to her fancy little
jewelery box.
And then all of a sudden it stops. Don't know why, don't know how. Called up the very nice people at Apple in the States, who were very kind and friendly when they told us to call Yeda. Screw that, but we'll do it tomorrow. So in the meantime I'm mucking around with this wonderful program called "Comic Life". MAN, where the fuck was that when we were doing Ping 972, on Macromedia Flash, and I had to draw every single freakin' ellipse and speech arrow and whatnot on the whole damned thing!?
Now, just a bit of info to those of you who don't know -- I used to work IT at a place called Heller. That's who it is. Those of you who know me have probably heard the stories. But generally they go a little something like this:
And then I picked up some books to try and learn, but again, the proportions always used to come out skewed, even when I was following the instructions to the letter -- I had no critique, no feedback from anyone, so I couldn'y identify what was wrong. Well, these are the results of my first class. We'll see where it goes from here. I have to say I'm even more pleased with the results now that I look at them than I was after doing them. Granted, they're not brilliant, but they're completely orders of magnitude beyond what I had done before. So hey, I'm happy.
