VOTE FOR BEAUTIFUL.
The vote incentive is a present for Sam for Mother's Day and a gift for Sierra for her birthday. It's a totally different thing from comicking me so check it out. I'd actually like thoughts on this so if you have ideas about it please send them my way.
The reference used was of Sierra taken by Sam in their backyard in Texas.
Back from Houston. May rant on the wonders of air travel later.
[ORIGINAL RANT FROM FEBRUARY 2005]
[ORIGINAL RANT from FEB 2005]
It's come to my attention that apparently you guys want to know more about ME... Why, I have no idea but until I have time to make a "me page" and redesign the site which I've been meaning to do anyway after the book's released here's little bit about me that will hopefully suffice:
My name is Juno Blair B. obviously. I'm 20 and live in Texas. I adopted the name Juno back in 1998 after getting into Roman mythology but it was actually for a comic (not this one or even this story) and slowly got attached to me. I am also called Bean by my closest buds... a name that was given to me at birth which I have yet found a way to get rid of but have come to adore.
While I rant about people calling Juno "goth" I will openly call myself one. But mind you, I'm not the teenyboppers you see in the mall with their buds and I try to avoid Hot Topic nowadays, no offense. They got some good stuff occassionally but nothing like what they used to. My gothic roots originated in New Orleans and were passed down from my brother Joe who was the head of the New Orleans Gothic Organization back before there were wonderous things like forums and what nots.
Juno likens cars, music, drawing, being around a certain person who talks way too much but loves listening to him, rainy days, storm chasing, sushi, my trench coat and big vinyl boots of DOOM, comic books (american and asian), webdesign, european metal, blues, jazz, and kitties!
Juno loathes hospitals, doctors who have NO fucking clue what they're doing, math, having simple partial seizures aka staring spells/blank outs, capitalism, corporate america, waiting, liars, people who cut down those who put their work online because they think they can get away with it, different textures in my food, idiocy, getting critiques when I don't ask for them, and cucumbers.
I love cars, working on them, racing them and basically everything about them. I own a 1989 Shelby Daytona named Raff (yes, just like the one in the comic only much cooler looking and not nearly as fast XD), an '87 Dodge Daytona Pacifica named Riff who is currently disabled and dead and a 1978 Camaro named Rally (my baby!) who's wicked sound and stealthy look makes guys on the track shake in their boots... until they see my time slips. XD I'm a bracket racer on the side and won my first race last season. It was also my first bracket race. heehee. Fear!
I'm also a blues sax player on the side. And yes, Good-bye Pork Pie Hat is my theme song. XD
I work at a local newspaper and write obits. How morbidly typical, eh?
I'm engaged to the love my life Keitarou (who sickly resembles Shades in the book so much that we've started calling him that) and we have been together since Mar 2002. So sorry guys. Not that if you saw a pic of me you'd be interested. ![]()
I suffer from Epilepsy, heart trouble, Bipolar Disorder 1, and "Anger Problems" - lol. I'm just a barrel of fun! While these things suck some severe ass I try not to let them get in the way of my life... which will probably someday kill me. *nods* I'm a smartass and usually can casually cast these things aside by cracking sarcastic comments about them.
So yeah. I'm a gothic redneck from Texas who does an online comic. Yee-ah. I seriously can't wait for people to hear me at cons with my strong Texas drawl. It's quite a kick. XD I dunno. Anything in particular that you'd like to see on the about me page feel free to email me or post them in the SCD section of the forum. However if I get one of those "what's your cup size" emails I'll not only track the ip down to your house I just plain won't make one. So be respectful and keep that in mind. ^_^
Also it appears I may have a virus... a bad enough one that I can't seem to track down but I know it there. Disk space keeps disappearing and going from 800 free megs to nothing in minutes and programs are starting to randomly close out. Dunno what the hell kind of virus causes that... but yeah. Annoying and the fucker who thought it would be fun to drop that on here is in for a surprise if it does turn out to be a back door. *evil grin* Just a heads up on that.
Well, like it says - I'm having memory problems again. That and I'm just not thinking very coherently which I'm blaming on a severe lack of decent sleep. I honestly exhausted. With work, SCD, Chiusji, and current shit happening at home I feel like my head is about to explode. I've been able to slowly start making adjustments to my lifestyle to help the memory problems but this one just hit me like a ton of bricks yesterday. It's odd to go through most of the month being able to just transfer storyboards directly from your head to suddenly not remembering what the hell happens on the next page. As soon as I can figure out a method to the madness we shouldn't have any more problems but I'm having trouble in that aspect since, like yesterday, they seem to come unexpectedly but are guaranteed around the same time every month. Still working things out with my doctor - trying to find an inhibitor that won't do damage has been a fun ride. *smirk*
Anyway, check out the forums! They've been busy lately and we have a bunch of new stuff in the SCD forum as well as everywhere else.

In the neighbors lawn... I bought my house about 2.5 years ago,
before which I lived in a condo that didn't require any sort of lawn care. Before that, I hadn't mowed a lawn since I had lived with my parents before leaving for college. As a matter of fact, I had grown
quite sick of lawns by the time I left for college, which makes it harder to understand how I got a lawn fetish. Ok, maybe fetish is a little to strong a term, but I can't think of anything better.
Suffice to say, some of my neighbors, particularly one just around the corner, has got an amazing lawn... When I use to drive by on my way to work (I take another route now) the guy would be out smoking a cigar and watering his lawn... I despise his lawn... I wanted my lawn to look that amazing...
And so the obsession began. I first tried to hire a company to come and fertilize/spray my lawn, but to my dismay their weed killer killed all the weeds, which was most of my lawn, and then said I'd be stuck that way for the rest of the year as I wouldn't be able to seed until fall. the hell you say...
Two 50 lb. bags of seed and enough water to fill a couple of pools later, I got my grass back before the end of the year...
Round 2
The next year, I over seeded and aerated the soil, and threw out a bag of fertilizer... That seemed to do ok, but I was still behind the curve...
Round 3
Well, that brings us to now... I've over seeded again, aerated, and am now on a regimen of fertilizer that I get at the home depot... I'm hoping that this is going to be the year... but I still drive by
Mr. Cigar's lawn to check it out every now and then, and continue to plot my takeover of kickass lawns...
