Right now just graphic work for me. I would like to get back into painting one day. I just bought some new tools so we can start making our own canvases. My wife is starting to paint a lot again right now. She is trying to start a little mural company side business. She is currently painting on a 10'x6' canvas that we built over the weekend. It is going in a little local restaurant. I don't think I would be very good at what you want. Cartoons have never been my thing.
I guess i'll play. I'm 33 years old (bout to be 34). Like Dennis I am a fan of any pro sports team with the word Houston in front of it, and any college team located in or around Houston. I only watch about 4 hours of Television a week, besides televised sports, because I prefer rotting my brain in other ways. I am currently working part time in a Big and Tall mans store to stave off starvation while I try to find a better gig. I managed a sheet music store in Houston for 5 years and worked there since 95, til they closed my branch about this time last year. I am a community theater actor and writer, I think I am a better writer, but I have had a lot of success getting roles, and have yet to get any bites as a writer, so maybe my self assessment is wrong. In any event, theater keeps me sane (to what limited extent I am sane) I graduated Galena Park Hs in the late 80's and attended University of Houston for a couple of years but did not graduate the latter. I have been dating the same girl for a year and a half, and that relationship is either in its death throes or we will re-invent the relationship into a better form, cause I don't think it can continue to exist like this much longer. I have two cats and two rabbits, am the only male in Houston over the age of 11 without his own car. I'm 6'0 310, and I am not on any sort of diet, and my workouts consist of 12 oz curls. Thats all I got...
If you know of anybody (since you probably hang out with more artsy folx than I do in the IT department) who is into editorial page style comic strips, please let me know. Anyone who could draw decent caricatures of political figures would be perfect.
Here goes... I'll be 31 in a few weeks. Born in Houston, went to SJS, and got into playing electric bass at 12. Went to college at a small school in Connecticut and studied Chinese history and kept playing bass in bands (picking up the upright bass too). Came back to Houston, worked, and went out on extended rock-climbing and mountaineering trips in CO, CA, OR, and WA. Went for an MA in Chinese History at UT. Now back in Houston in the energy industry. Still playing bass, but now more into playing electric guitar... Rickenbacker all the way. Any type of music from 60s motown, soul, rock, and r&b... all kinds of jazz, to old punk and alternative, to some newer stuff. Followed basketball since Hakeem was Akeem at UH. Had to watch the Rockets-Magic series in Chinese because it was the only way I could see it. Drink Guinness and Newcastle, cook all the meals at home, study Chen style tai chi, and my favorite book is Midnight's Children. Have an amazing gf and been with her for going-on-six years now. Two kittens drive us nuts at home...
Sounds cool, I'll try: I was hatched in Haiti from a giant blue speckled egg during "Baby Doc" Duvalier's last days of dictatorship before he ran to France in 1986. When the voodoo houngan ceremoniously cracked my egg, hundreds of gallons of creamy nougat flowed out, carrying my sticky, fully-grown, body and the houngan's house all the way to Key West. I then sprouted bat wings and spent the next 20 years as a gargoyle on Duval Street after receiving a mandate from Jesus written in Koine Greek with invisible ink on a Captain Morgan® billboard. During my haunting of Key West, I was responsible for swooping down from my perch to carry to Heaven those poor souls whose time had come (there are a lot of senior citizens in Key West). Once Jesus had deemed my karmic debt (for being born fully formed in a giant nougat egg) null and void, I shed my bat wings, and my Haitian deep-brown skin, and bought a 1992 Chevy Astro® minivan to begin a new life as a whitebread honky in Tampa Bay, FL. Once in Tampa Bay, I got a job as an accountant at "Gallogy, Fernandez & Riley, LLP" despite being unable to read, write, or perform even the simplest mathematical operations. I accomplished this by hypnotizing my interviewers using the mesmerizing-dilating-pupil trick which I had learned by reading a book I ordered from the the back page of a tattered "Archie & Jughead®" comic ("Mesmerism Without Magic" by Bob Corbut, 1954: Swandale Press. ISBN 0884152510). After years of subterfuge at GF&R accounting, I was fired once it was discovered that I could squirt an aphrodisiac-like hormone from my salivary glands (called "gleeking"), and had been spitting in the office coffee machine, triggering an explosion of illegitmate children within the corporate office. I was chased out of town by a billion b*stard infants all screaming for my head on a pike (I think that's what they were screaming for - they may have just needed their diapers changed). As I was escaping, I leapt from the New Sunshine Skyway Bridge, but lost consciousness during the ensuing fall and drowned. Details on the next few years are sketchy, and an investigation is still being conducted so I cannot be too detailed regarding what I do remember of that time. From what I can piece together, my corpse was retrieved by a Coast Guard boat four or five days after my death. (I will use the eyewitness account from Captain Mike Adess to explain the next events, as I don't remember them): The report starts by mentioning that my corpse was; "mysteriously sweet-smelling, like honeydew melon on a hot August night [..] as we prepared to put Mr.Thadeus's body in a bodybag, his eyes opened suddenly and we all screamed. He started laughing and a jet of saltwater squirted from each nostril as he coughed up a jellyfish [ed.note: it was a Portugese Man-O-War] onto the deck. He looked at us and said 'Arrrrr, pieces of eight!' and before we knew it he had hi-jacked our vessel [the remainder of this document is classified pending investigation]." How I ended up on land again is still undiscovered. My memories of my early life and my identity returned to me while I was attending college at the University of Houston during a lecture on the history of Haiti. I suffered privately for three weeks from severe disorientation: I had no idea how I ended up in Houston, or when I had learned to read and write. (During my re-awakening, I saw a wanted poster at the post office that looked exactly like me, except I was wearing an eyepatch and skull-and-crossbones hat on the poster - I jokingly pointed it out to an employee, who didn't think it was funny and promptly called the police - hence the investigation). I apparently also got married at some point to a Mexican immigrant named Esmerelda Vasquez. I had been living in Houston for 3 years under the assumed name "Rufus Notpirate," and lived with my wife in a one-bedroom apartment in the Heights. As my memories gradually returned, I promptly divorced Esmerelda (though we still see each other from time to time), moved into my own apartment, and changed my name back to my original name. I continued in college and graduated a month ago with a dual-B.A. in English and History. I'm currently taking some time off before getting a job, though I may attend graduate school after a year. I've been a Houston Rockets fan for a couple years now and spend most of my spare time reading, playing music, and surfing the internet.
Would that be Yale? A friend of mine who went there never wants to tell anyone and always refers to it as "a small school in Connecticut."
This is pretty cool... I'm in my early 30's...Have a wife and three beautiful children and I was born in south texas and grew up in Houston since middle school... Graduated from UofH and work in the finance area of the energy industry...I love all the Houston teams, but love the Cowboys too... I'm currently in Dallas and love it...Texas women rock...
23 In DC In the business of Education want to teach at some point, hopefully college I can't complain but sometimes I still do, life's been good to me so far. :thumb:
