OK, so I was having a discussion with a friend about Kermit the Frog and I had a sudden urge to listen to A Frog and His Boy.
And as I was drying my eyes I started thinking about other things I have this reaction to. I mean, yeah I cry at lots of things. I could put Schindler's List or Saving Private Ryan on this list (there's a whole category opposite this of things that make me cry but that I hate having that reaction to, like stupid chick flicks), but I was thinking of things I repeatedly expose myself to willingly, knowing it will make be cry but just not caring.
The list isn't as long as I'd expect but then I'm probably forgetting things.
1) The aforementioned A Frog and His Boy
2) Jurassic Bark ie: The episode of Futurama about Fry's dog
3) Luck of the Fryrish ie: The episode of Futurama about Fry's brother
4) Fried Green Tomatoes, the only confirmed 'chick flick' in my movie collection actually.
That isn't actually a scene that makes me cry (except maybe for the poor little red bug) but it's what popped up in my youtube search and it's awesome.
5) Amelie
This one actually feels like kind of a cheat because it never provokes sad tears, just joyous ones. But I wanted to round out the list so that it wasn't half Futurama episodes
6) Just remembered this one, the final episode of Blackadder book IV: Goodbyeee
This one just isn't fair. SPOILER ALERT! (if you're worried about spoilers for a show that's 20 years old...) The thing is at the end of every book the entire cast dies. And it's funny. It's always funny. But not this time. This time all of Blackadder's scheming has been to just get away from the war and keep himself alive. When they go over the top and the smoke fades away to a poppy field I defy you not to sob.
One more sort of entry, it did not make the official list but I think an honorable mention should go out to this specific scene from Ratatouille.
The clip is 4 minutes long but the relevant bit is in the first 57 seconds. It doesn't make the cut because it only makes me teary, not cry and also if I start counting the weepy moments from Pixar movies we'll be here all day.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Monday, July 18, 2011
New Beginning
So Intrepid Space Heroes is doing weird things. I decided that I didn't like the place where I had started the story in the one comic I actually posted last September. So since then I have nearly finished a new start page but halfway through coloring it I've changed my mind again.
Part of my problem is that I have a lot of characters with way a lot of backstory and I'm impatient to share it all. I had decided to pause the actual start and try and crank out a little self contained story about Terry on a dinosaur planet and I have spent the last couple months designing a queen of the Terror Birds.
Last week though I had a weird dream about being dropped in a giant marketplace/cityscape that was a man made island. All the floors where winding sloping grated pathways that spidered in and out of huge open domes. While dwelling on this dream at work it occurred to me that this would be the perfect setting for a bit of an origin story reminiscent of the opening scene in the first episode of Firefly. A little blurb from the department of backstory as it were.
If you want to do me a favor let me know what you'd rather see. Vote 1 for Terry and the Terror Birds, 2 for The As Yet Untitled Origin Story.
Part of my problem is that I have a lot of characters with way a lot of backstory and I'm impatient to share it all. I had decided to pause the actual start and try and crank out a little self contained story about Terry on a dinosaur planet and I have spent the last couple months designing a queen of the Terror Birds.
Last week though I had a weird dream about being dropped in a giant marketplace/cityscape that was a man made island. All the floors where winding sloping grated pathways that spidered in and out of huge open domes. While dwelling on this dream at work it occurred to me that this would be the perfect setting for a bit of an origin story reminiscent of the opening scene in the first episode of Firefly. A little blurb from the department of backstory as it were.
If you want to do me a favor let me know what you'd rather see. Vote 1 for Terry and the Terror Birds, 2 for The As Yet Untitled Origin Story.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Raw Blog #1
This is the last time I will apologize for a large gap between posts. Sorry I am a bad blogger.
On to the meat of this post...
This is Bertie. He is a 2 lb miniature poodle puppy. No worries, Amelie is still kicking but I have wanted another dog for a loooong time. I was wait listed for this little guy for over a year. And now he is here.
And so begins our adventures with raw food. The same research that lead me to positive reinforcement training for The Poodle has also made me want to try a raw diet. I don't really want to give a whole run down as I am not an expert on this but for those not familiar with the term a raw diet is exactly what it sounds like. Instead of a kibble full of fillers and meat from unknown sources you feed your dog whole bones and meat and offal and depending on your stripes veggies (some raw feeders are adamant that vegetables are unnecessary, others say their dogs just like them and seem to seek them out).
The result is a much happier and healthier dog. Dogs on raw diets have brighter eyes and shinier coats and blindingly white teeth. Since I got Bertie I have been feeding him (and Amelie) a partial raw diet (I was buying a pre-made raw mix and feeding that primarily along with a high quality canned food and a high quality kibble). A couple days ago we had a play date with another poodle puppy his exact age and Bertie had easily three times as much energy. The other puppy kept winding down and taking nap breaks but Bertie was good to run around for the full three-ish hours (and after). So I was already feeling good about their food.
But I've been doing some more reading the past couple days and realized that they are missing out with the pre-ground food. They miss out on the teeth cleaning and the work for food aspect that I already know Amelie loves. So I decided to switch to the real thing.
Today was actually our second official day with a raw diet. Yesterday they had sardines at lunch and chicken feet for dinner. Today Bertie had (more of the same) chicken foot again and I gave Amelie a beef short rib. I wish I could have cut the thing in half because it was waaaay too big for her. She managed most of it but is now super full and since she's on the pudgy side I'm thinking tomorrow for dinner she's just gonna get the one last sardine. I may get a hack saw or something to chop these bones down in future.
Bertie did very well with the chicken foot today after I scored it down the middle. His little teeth were having trouble denting the hide. Amelie looked like a portrait of a saint in ecstasy. They spent the better part of an hour working on their food. After the chicken foot yesterday Amelie was so excited for dinner tonight. She didn't even know what I had planned but she was shaking from excitement. Even the greediest chow hound at work doesn't show that kind of enthusiasm for food.
This is still primarily an art blog (no really!) but I have decided to chronicle this experiment for posterity. Last November the vet told me that Amelie would need her teeth scaled (again) sometime in the next year. I have been dreading it because even though he told me it would only cost "a couple hundred dollars" I know that it frequently costs $600 and up and I just don't have that kind of money right now. I've been doing dental chews and trying and mostly failing to remember to brush her teeth and they aren't that bad. Some tartar around the gumline but it's not too bad. I am interested to see when/if the new food starts to make a difference.
On to the meat of this post...
This is Bertie. He is a 2 lb miniature poodle puppy. No worries, Amelie is still kicking but I have wanted another dog for a loooong time. I was wait listed for this little guy for over a year. And now he is here.
And so begins our adventures with raw food. The same research that lead me to positive reinforcement training for The Poodle has also made me want to try a raw diet. I don't really want to give a whole run down as I am not an expert on this but for those not familiar with the term a raw diet is exactly what it sounds like. Instead of a kibble full of fillers and meat from unknown sources you feed your dog whole bones and meat and offal and depending on your stripes veggies (some raw feeders are adamant that vegetables are unnecessary, others say their dogs just like them and seem to seek them out).
The result is a much happier and healthier dog. Dogs on raw diets have brighter eyes and shinier coats and blindingly white teeth. Since I got Bertie I have been feeding him (and Amelie) a partial raw diet (I was buying a pre-made raw mix and feeding that primarily along with a high quality canned food and a high quality kibble). A couple days ago we had a play date with another poodle puppy his exact age and Bertie had easily three times as much energy. The other puppy kept winding down and taking nap breaks but Bertie was good to run around for the full three-ish hours (and after). So I was already feeling good about their food.
But I've been doing some more reading the past couple days and realized that they are missing out with the pre-ground food. They miss out on the teeth cleaning and the work for food aspect that I already know Amelie loves. So I decided to switch to the real thing.
Today was actually our second official day with a raw diet. Yesterday they had sardines at lunch and chicken feet for dinner. Today Bertie had (more of the same) chicken foot again and I gave Amelie a beef short rib. I wish I could have cut the thing in half because it was waaaay too big for her. She managed most of it but is now super full and since she's on the pudgy side I'm thinking tomorrow for dinner she's just gonna get the one last sardine. I may get a hack saw or something to chop these bones down in future.
Bertie did very well with the chicken foot today after I scored it down the middle. His little teeth were having trouble denting the hide. Amelie looked like a portrait of a saint in ecstasy. They spent the better part of an hour working on their food. After the chicken foot yesterday Amelie was so excited for dinner tonight. She didn't even know what I had planned but she was shaking from excitement. Even the greediest chow hound at work doesn't show that kind of enthusiasm for food.
This is still primarily an art blog (no really!) but I have decided to chronicle this experiment for posterity. Last November the vet told me that Amelie would need her teeth scaled (again) sometime in the next year. I have been dreading it because even though he told me it would only cost "a couple hundred dollars" I know that it frequently costs $600 and up and I just don't have that kind of money right now. I've been doing dental chews and trying and mostly failing to remember to brush her teeth and they aren't that bad. Some tartar around the gumline but it's not too bad. I am interested to see when/if the new food starts to make a difference.
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