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Well, I just got my first Tornado scare......

The siren went off, then the radio did it's Emergency Broadcast sound, but this time it wasn't a test. We were being told to take shelter.

I scrambled to grab my laptops because the information contained within are crucial for my company and my personal finances. Fortunately, my home office is right next to the bathroom that serves as our storm shelter.

I went to go try to grab the dogs which I knew would be a challenge when the warning was lifted. The tornado had already touched down.....15 minutes down the road from where I was.

I called Nancy at the hospital to let her know I was alright to find out that the hospital had already called a "Code Black" and she didn't know why. I told her that a tornado touched down on a highway and took some cars out.

She's in for a long, long night in the ER and hopefully I don't have to do this hokey pokey again and try to get my butt into the bathroom/storm shelter

Model of New Entertainment Center

I am still playing around with Google SketchUp.

This is my latest foray. Nancy spent and evening measure things and drew up a plan with dimensions and I transfered it to Sketchup.

The stereo components and TV you see are from the available components you can grab out of the repository of objects users upload to Google's Sketchup page. In fact, someone created a 3D model of my Samsung DLP TV and I added it to this model.

Cigar by Impwerx

Well,

My brother, Impwerx, has struck again. This time dabbling in the world of portraits and not coloring other people's line art. This is pure Impwerx original. Here is what he said:

A brief stint into the world of portrait work. Something about this piece really appeals to me, yet strangely I don't know what it is exactly. About 6 hours or so in photoshop. Standard default brushes, and the texture is the concrete near my house.

~imp

Cigar by ~impwerx on deviantART

Arrested Development

I was at the gas station filling up the car with gas. While I was pumping the gas, a local police officer pulled up in the lane across from my car. We started chatting. I was mainly pumping him for information since Nancy and I are new to the area.



Well, I like to use that little feature of the pump that allows you to not need to hold the handle the hold time. I normally have it set to the slowest setting, but I was getting antsy waiting for my 20 gallon tank to fill up. So I grabbed the handle to set it to a faster speed when I guess there was a spark because my arm suddenly burst into flames (I was wearing my sweatshirt).



The cop noticed this as I hit the ground trying to put my arm out. He jumped over and started smothering the flames with a blanket. After the fire was out he threw me up against my car and started putting handcuffs on me.



I was shocked and shouted to him what had I done. It was an accident. He threw me in his car and told me that I was under arrest for carrying a fire arm....



This was a nod to the cheesy joke Kuri posted on his blog

OK Land Rush

Well, Nancy and I have done it. We have taken part in the Oklahoma Land Rush. Granted it is only 118 years late, but we did it.

We firmly planted out stake down on a nice 1/2 acre of prime Oklahoma red clay with a smattering of cedar trees.

As the lady at the title company said, "We know own land with the promise of a house."

This will be the first of hopefully several blog entries documenting the development and construction of our new residence

Randy Green's Hell Girl

Well, my brother has managed to eek out some coloring time and has posted another piece on his deviantART page.

So i tried to knock some rust off my coloring talent. As suggested before I tossed some names into my kangol and pulled one out. It was Randy Green's Hell Girl piece that got the magic touch. Anyone can see the pro talent if you look through his gallery. There is a high level of control and style he consistently exhibits. I highly recommend looking through his work, as there is a wealth of information for would be pencillers to digest.

You can just never go wrong with a hellboy, or in this case a hellgirl theme. The series itself is moody and inventive. I came at this piece with a theme. Heat. Everything about this idea of hot, and heat haze is where i was going. Looked at a camp fire the other night to get the idea for the BG. It is entirely self made, which represents a bit of achievement for myself as like most, I tend to pay little attention to the background and instead focus on the main element itself. I tried to get it all in balance to my satisfaction, without sacrificing any of the imagery.

Linework : Randy Green : link

typos and grammar fumbles free of charge.

~imp

You can view the original deviantART page here


Randy Green's Hell Girl by ~impwerx on deviantART

Sicky McSickster

Well, no good turn ever goes unpunished....

I was out-of-town helping with a project for my company and as we like to do, we exceeded our goals and delivered results early. That didn't come without a price. Between Monday and Friday I clocked 74 hours and an additional 4 hours today (Saturday). Of those 74 hours, I spent 10 hours traveling between Houston and OKC.

By the time I woke up Thursday morning (after clocking 51 hours), I woke up with the beginnings of a soar throat and cough. So, I did what I normally do when this happens. I start drinking water like it's going out of style. Well, for the first time, this didn't help. My throat just kept getting more sore by the hour. By the time we went out to dinner that night, my voice was starting to get hoarse.

Well, despite being exhausted, I didn't get much sleep. After being out cold for about 2 hours, I awoke in pain. First I threw up and threw up. This must've been from the drainage. Then the pain in my throat hit me. I couldn't have been in more pain if I swallowed a pine cone whole. I tried to suffer through it, but by 2AM I needed to say something to someone because I was just miserable.

So I called Nancy. She was the good nurse that she is and told me the proper things. I needed to drink more water. Well, anyone who has been on a high water diet knows that drinking lots of water and sleep don't go hand-in-hand. You either sleep in wet shorts or you are running back and forth to the restroom. I think the only way one could afford to do this and sleep is if they are capable of putting in their own Foley catheter. Then you can pee and sleep at the same time.

Well, I whined to her on the phone for a bit but I could barely speak so I cut the conversation short. It was at this time that I remembered that when I have a problem with coughing due to drainage, I would prop myself up with pillows. So, I scrounged up all the pillows I could find and build a wedge out of them. This seemed to help alot. At least enough that I got a few more hours of sleep.

Morning came and we swung buy CVS pharmacy to pick up some throat remedies. So I picked up some CVS-branded Chloraseptic® and some cough drops. Both of these seemed to help, but the Muscinex I took earlier seemed to start to make me foggy headed and I had to struggle to continue to be productive at work. Plus, I needed to catch a 5:45PM flight back to OKC.

I caught my shuttle to the airport after it being almost 45 minutes late and made it through security without issue. I was worried because on this trip, I was bringing back all the stuff I was leaving in Houston while i was traveling back and forth since late November. Well, I didn't want to check my back for one 4 fl. oz. bottle of contact lens solution. I know the regulations are 3 fl. oz. or smaller, but I looked and couldn't find a 3 fl. oz. bottle of contact solution in my brand. Well, security didn't say anything.

Then, as luck would have it, my flight was late. Then it was overbooked. Then it was hot, hot, hot. I was sweating the whole way home. I tried to sleep, but it was just too hot.

It wasn't until I stepped out of the OKC airport into the 48 degree air that I realized that the plane wasn't hot, I was. I was still burning up in the cold air.

Well, Nancy had asked me to go get some milk on my way back from the airport. At this time, it was around 8PM and I felt like death warmed over. So, I decide to go to Wal-Mart. I prefer Albertsons for groceries, but I wanted to see if I could get some more knock-off Chloraseptic® and I didn't know what Albertson's selection would be. Wal-Mart is also a tad out of the way, but I didn't want to stop twice.

I get to wal-mart and pick out some drugs to try and help me sleep grabbed the milk and came home.

Naturally, Belle and Coco were ecstatics to see me. I let them out of the confines of their entrapment (the kitchen) and they emptied their little bladders in the appropriate location. Then I fed them. I hit the couch to watch a little TV and maybe play a little XBox 360, but I never really made it far. I was out cold on the couch. I woke up at 10 and dragged myself to the bed where I remained until 15 hours later.

I hate being sick, but soar throats, to me, are a torture worse than death.