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Ha! I like that this assumes the presidency is assumed upon your name be drawn from a hat or some such nonsense. No, I wouldn't take it. I've neither the wherewithal nor interest to deal with the magnanimity of those decisions and the inevitable backlash any decision whatsoever would garner.
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This is kind of a sadistic question. Should I bring my best friend and have them suffer with me? Or someone I slightly dislike enough to not hate being with them yet still find pleasure in the fact they're stranded, too? If I could take anyone, real or fictitious, I'd probably take MaryAnn (for obvious reasons) but with the brain of The Professor so we could have all manner of coconut gadgets.
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I think I wanted to be a Ninja Turtle. Maybe a Ghost Buster or Power Ranger at some point, but the black dudes on those shows were my favorites and, well, white folks are lame (and I am very white, turning bright red after short stints in sunlight). Later, I wanted to do cartoons. I still do. Someday I'll be paid millions of pennies for the cartoons I'll make, be they on paper, digital, moving, 2d or 3d. That'd be just fine and dandy!
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I've been into animation since I was a little kid and thought it would be really cool to draw something that could move "on its own" or something, but when college-time came around, that wasn't an option (in a place where I knew people). And, after moving back from Germany, where I couldn't even really speak to people, that was really important to me. It is a steep learning curve, especially if you're not in the position to devote a large part of your time to it. Year-round school helps, but I wouldn't advise the Art Institutes. Somewhere more devoted to what you want to do after graduating, preferrably near someplace you can intern while schooling - get your foot in the door. If it weren't for work I wouldn't even touch 3d (too much goes into preparation for the slightest payoff... at least for 1 person). I am also quite a lazy person when something isn't of immediate and pressing importance.
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I get bored of drawing a certain way for too long. And I thought that, if I'm really going to improve structure and form, I should draw more from life. As for it taking longer, that depends on what I'm drawing & how focused I am at the end of the day. It doesn't take longer for this more "realistic" depiction as it comes easier than cartoony stuff and noodle arms. I always overthink that stuff. But sometimes it (this recent style) gets feeling too static, so I need to practice different stances & head rotations.
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Wow! A question thingy that's not spam asking if I've heard of some scam! Thank you, you beautiful anonymity, you! I do try to be a good influence on myself as most of that great taste is from me sitting in front of yon computre screene, wand'ring thee depths of Interloche Forest.
...I dunno where the olde speake came from. They used to end EVERYTHING with little e's, didn't they?! -
Oh, I'm sorry. I really don't mean to disappoint. These formspringies are a kind of friendly interaction, even if you could be the ghost of a mermaid for all I know. (That was a note on the anonymity here, but it feels a little vague, so I added this awkward parenthetical explaining it.) I'm more talkative in text anyway, though not any more graceful or stuff.
Yep, my roommate was graduating so I won't have much reason to wander those halls anymore. Maybe I should've drawn my journal about him graduating! Oh gosh, that's more important than spending reserve funds on anthology comics, right? Whoops! -
Mmm, yes, jazz can be that way. At least that's how it seems to me. Well, even if you go into it all, keeping an attitude of "maybe become friends and, if so, see where things might possibly lead," at least it's a step toward overcoming that nervous reservation. That's what I do. Though I'm still not sure if it's the best course of action.
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Oh, really? I try very much not to be stand-off-ish upon meeting people. If you ever see me round there again you should wave or something. I'm glad I could get some suspicion confirming done tonight.
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whaaat? I don't understand formspring. Stop messing with peoples' minds, technology! (Sorry for being a bit of a douche in my response, Rin.)
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Should questions be bartered against each other? Are they a commodity that should be reciprocated upon based on the fortitude of their content or should they simply be a means of discovering something previously unknown? If you've got a question, ask me. Please don't petition me for questions in return for questions of my own to answer. It seems backward and makes more work for me... I dislike that.
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I will always love you, Dexter... always. I can't pick one favorite, but I do love Johnny Bravo (they changed it at some point, right? I remember the style changing and me not liking it so much anymore), Mr Bean The Animated Series, The Venture Brothers, Spongebob Squarepants, Futurama... I honestly can't choose. But I think it comes down to Venture Bros, Dexter or Futurama, since those give the most back. And my mom loves Dexter so it has that sentimental attachment too - makes me think of home.
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Gosh, I don't know! I was thinking about that episode of Recess where Spinelli turns out to be an Ashley, and then the one where Mikey wants to be a crossing guard, and the one where he's an excellent singer... that was an awesome show. But it doesn't hold the most memories for me. Pinky & The Brain is wonderful too and whenever I hear "The Brain" on another cartoon I get all giddy. We didn't have cable 'til I was in high school, so Dexter's Lab, Rugrats & those things are out of the mix (since I didn't watch 'em in the 90's I can't very well associate them with that time even though they totally fit the criteria). I'd go with Duck Tales ("d-d-d-danger lurks behind you!"), Eek The Cat & The Terrible Thunderlizards, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles or... Animaniacs. But there's so many great ones I can't say for sure.
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Things are pretty smooth anymore. I've got a full-time job that I enjoy, despite the pressure that's been put upon me, I'm slowly becoming acknowledged for drawing about myself every day (it's strange what narcissism that get you!) and, well, an ever-so-slightly more active social life than when I was unemployed for 6 of the 8 months immediately following graduation. In short, I'm pleased with how things are going at the moment. But, with that thought, I'm sort of expecting it to fall apart at some point... but that's inevitable. It just depends on how long you can keep it going before life gets ya down.
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I do not... I don't have the energy for all this interweb pseudo-social-network sites.
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Either Dead Man with Johnny Depp (just terrible pacing) or The Kalimari Wrestler, which also had bad pacing, but the story was pretty ridiculous too. Hey, do you guys still remember formspring?!
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I'm never really sure how to answer questions like these. I'd like to say I'd throw down my life for his sake because it sounds like the right answer, being a martyr and all that stuff like John and... wait, was he the one who was crucified upside down? I forget. But the truth is I don't really feel like I know him any better than, say, James Kochalka (or someone else whose life is open to the public eye). I know how he acted, what he taught and such; and I find no qualms with people who are so moved by the work he's done in their lives that they can't bear to NOT devote their lives to him, but... to me, it kind of feels like there's this gauzy veil through which I can see him, like on a stage at a concert or something. He's speaking Hebrew or Greek or Aramaic on stage, I'm reading the translation on those screens (so I don't really HEAR him), I know his teachings and precepts for how one should live are spot-on, but as far as feeling like I have that personal relationship with him that so many Christians have (or at least say they have, to not get singled out), I don't feel I'm really there. And that feels bad to think/type because my church is charismatic (like, hippies, but praising God) and I see how much he means to so many people and, while I love going to church, I don't feel that encounter. Bible verses haven't, to this point, stood out in crystal clarity to help me through a rough patch or speak directly to something I'm experiencing. I keep reading though 'cause it's good stuff. I... don't really know what the short answer is to all of this, but I guess it's that...
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I don't feel comfortable describing my (inherently flawed, to whatever extent) views on God (omnipotent creator of the cosmos), but here are a few thoughts.
I'm a Christian, so I believe that whole "Jesus was the son of God and pardoned us from damnation by offering his own life instead" thing.
I don't have a problem with science, natural selection, etc because, though the Bible says God created everything, it doesn't tell HOW he did it - why not with science, right?
I will not call you out for being homosexual - that's just not cool and, from being the hopeless romantic I am, if you've found someone whom you love and who loves you, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't jealous. And if you want to marry them, I am not the right person to be dictating whether or not you should be allowed (that's up to the two of you). I'm just not fond of promiscuity, so that's what bothers me more. I'm a monogamist.
I try not to let other peoples' opinions about someone influence how I treat them and I like to think I give everyone a chance, though I know that's not always true. Some people just bug me for inexplicable reasons.
I will not force-feed you scripture. (I know I wouldn't appreciate you force-feeding me your religion either, so what good is it to be so obstinate that both of us wind up alienated from any other person who's of that religion, simply because we don't want to be told how everything about our lives is wrong?)
I will not proclaim the end of times in a public forum, wielding a cardboard sign duct taped to a broom handle. (Seriously, calm down, will you? Just this week a presumably homeless man pushing a shopping cart full of junk started shouting that the end is near!)
If you ask my advice, I will give you advice based on my life experiences, including what I've learned from the Bible, but I'll try to be gentle about my inclusion and not make it feel like a sermon or anything outlandish.
I feel this answer has been going on long enough and I'm tired of typing, so I'll wrap it up shortly. I guess most of this comes down to trying to treat others as I'd want them to treat me, with respect and kindness. I hope that wasn't too much for you or, if it was, that it was not thoroughly unpleasant. -
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If you've had "the talk" with them about it and they've declined, I feel the best idea is a separation, so you can clear your head of them. If this isn't the case, I suggest you talk it out very reasonably. Don't, like, try to surprise them with a full-blown display of your affection. Either way "the talk" goes, you've gotta do that. I wish you the best.
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