InquisiMo

dog parkin

Dinks, the baby elephant

Last day of my Thursday classes; Conceptual Storytelling and Sculpting for Animation. I was up rather late finishing things up for my Conceptual Storytelling final project, so I got up late and wound up getting to class 35 minutes late. I partially blame my lateness on the fact that I had Anchorman on. So hard to shut that off! Fortunately, it was absolutely a none issue. After hours of going around the city with a baby elephant in a box, I went to my review for my sculpture class. Earlier in the day, a kid I didn't know told me that everyone got a B on their final projects. Well, that kid was wrong. I got an A. And I was happy to find out that I had gotten an A on every assignment we'd done. When I started this class, I was nervous. I sucked at sculpting. How did I get an A on everything?! I'm pretty happy with that. And now I love sculpting. I'm definitely going to keep it up despite being done with the class. I wish I could take more sculpting classes! Ugh! Back to drawing and computers now! Boooooooooo, I wanna play with clay!

Ratbirds galore

Had to run up and see my financial aid planner which lead to me being in Philly with nothing to do about two hours before class. So I got some grub and I ate it alfresco in the park. There was a lot of people sitting in the grass enjoying themselves, but for some reason, I was the one that the pigeons wanted to hang out with. They weren't really bothering me. They were just walking around my general area. This one pictured just stood there for the longest time. Just a few inches away from me. Kind of weird. But also pretty amusing. I guess I was the only one sitting by them self on the grass so the pigeons felt for me. I appreciate it. Even if I hate pigeons. haha

Later I went to my last algebra class and got a perfect on my final. That's an absolute first for me. Practically unbelievable.

Somebody's poisoned the watering hole

Got started on my final project for my Sculpting for Animation class. Keep in mind I said I "started" it. This isn't even as far as I got in this sitting, but I thought the sloppy, unfinished version was kind of cute. It looks nothing like this now. It's good to see where you started, though. It'll make for a striking comparison shot later.

Speaking of later, I went and saw "Iron Man 2" later. And it didn't even suck. Nice going, Jon Favreau! You made a decent second film. That's not an easy task. Just ask Indiana Jones or Back to the Future. Need I say more?

You want some bangers and mash?

Behold, the second cutest miniature schnauzer in the household.

So that's what's happening with that

Best time to go play in the rain: right after you work out
Worst time to work out: while there's a thunderstorm

Gizmo was not pleased. About either thing. But we worked it out.

Your 'I need you to' is my command.

Got up. Got dressed. Got stood up. Called Jamie. Went to the zoo. Saw animals sleep. Went on safari, motherfuckers. Ran for my life. Witnessed assault on a bear. Got nostalgic thinking about getting kicked in the face. Saw a squirrel climb in a trash can. Saw squirrels in love. Had a face off with a squirrel. Lots of squirrels. squirrels squirrels squirrels. Went home. Saw my brother, Wilder. Changed my shoes. Put Gizmo in the brig. Wilder created fire. Aunt, Uncle, cousin, & cousin's pregnant wife came over. Got deemed official photographer. Took photos. Dropped my chicken on the stove. Dropped my chicken in my belly. Took more photos. Brought Gizmo downstairs. Sat. Sat more. Took more photos. Changed into a warmer hoodie. Changed it again. Went to Philly. Drove back from Philly. Watched the Office. No time to draw. Why did today kind of suck? Happy Passover.