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So I'm in Michigan for the week visiting family. I went to see my grandparents yesterday. I walked into the kitchen and found my 90 year-old grandma at the kitchen table studying the Bible. It was awesome. I can't even imagine the kinds of things God would teach me when I'm 90, but I hope I'll still be eager to learn it.

'Delight yourself in the Lord;
And He will give you the desires of your heart.'
-Psalms 37:4


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Ok, so I just found this incredible picture and I had to post it. This epitomizes the brilliance of comics for me. It's that moment where an amazing artist meets an amazing character and mythos. Here is creator of Hellboy, Mike Mignola's take on DC Comic's Deadman, Boston Brand:


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Part 1- Space is Not the Place

'Did you know space is holy?
Do you really wanna go?'
-Nelly Furtado

So, you ask, being the Star Trek lover I am, why do I not like NASA? Well, since you asked, the simple answer is- I don't trust NASA. The government pours BILLIONS of dollars into our so-called 'Space Program', and what exactly does that money go ( Read more... )

nvball22: I'm glad you're something and not Supergirl
ishxtandywarhol: thanks me too
ishxtandywarhol: if I was Supergirl I would use my X-ray vision on myself
ishxtandywarhol: all the time
nvball22: ditto


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I was turned on to the six word memoirs project from my friend Jodi's blog. It's a brilliant idea, simply put- describe your life in six words. The page greets the browser flat-footed with a barrage of barely-average offerings blinking in a box: 'I'm single; who hid my socks?' (Jean M. Hendrickson), 'Had my cake and ate it' (a g gordon). They ( Read more... )

One of my favorite things to do with my time is to go to ebay on my phone and browse through Louboutin shoes. For extended periods of time. Blue suede Rolando's? Yes, please. I need to get rich so I can buy shoes I'll never wear. Of course, being a successful artist may put me in a position to get free shoes...hmm. Someday soon I'm taking a ( Read more... )

Lately my apartment seems unfamiliar to me. Everything is foreign and exotic- a pair of vintage canary colored easy chairs stacked like Tetris blocks by the front door, a pile of old National Geographic magazines on the kitchen counter, my cat's tiny pawprint etched gingerly in the layer of dust on the television screen. Light pushes past the ( Read more... )