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Date:2011-12-21 10:34
Subject:Writer's Block: B.Y.O.B. Holidays

What is on your holiday wish list this year? One random answer will win a $50 Amazon gift card. [Details here]
Giant dirigible with lazer canons.

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Date:2009-04-14 01:15
Subject:Cheezit, your moms' on myspace.

I am ashamed to say that I have started another blog.  A drawing blog.  I bet I will be on twitter within a week, and on FaceBook after that. 

But this will always be my secret blog, that I post in once a year.  Anyway,  I invite you to peruse my denial of failure.  http://scorrigancorrigan.blogspot.com/


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Date:2008-03-22 16:02

three days after the previous entry, my power went out.  because of a clerical error on the part of the power company.  and neither me nor my roommate could afford to take a whole day off work to wait for the power company "we'll be there between eight and five"  so i finally just got power back in. 

so, this is my latest excuse. 


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Date:2008-03-15 22:24
Subject:i didnt come from circumstances, i made my own.

quite simply said, Ive got Problems. 

not with money, or jobs, or living situations, although everything isnt rosy there, but most importantly with myself.  I lie to myself constantly.  I overbudget slacking time, underbudget work time, spend time endlessly on the internet, drink too much coffee, etc etc etc.  I show up late by ten minutes to two or four day jobs regularly because of this, I over sleep (although im much better about this than  used to be) im highly unproductive at home, and well, im wasting my life. 

this year, I decided to do new years resolutions  on the 'groundhog day system', which someone on the internet invented;  the groundhog day system starts your new year on groundhogs day, after your weight and sleep schedules have stabilized from decembers' revelry.  In addition, you revisit your goals every month on the repetition date (03/03, 04/04, 05/05 etc) 

well, we're just past 03/03, and oh, im so falling behind.  never mind what my goals WERE, i think my new newyears resolution needs to be
STOP LYING TO YOURSELF.   (i still will lie to you all just as often as always)  because, really, I do know when im fudging the truth.

this starts with this weeks goals;  because im temping, I dont know whether i need to make a long day or a short day goal for each day... so ive made both up till wendsday.  lets see how this works, and maybe youll see some art around here for once. 

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Date:2008-03-07 16:23

Wow. it feels so weird logging on here. ok, at some point, this journal would be migrating over to blogger, as that is where all the cool cat artists seem to be making their blogs about semi daily art. this would still be my secret blog, with its very finite audience. so, omg, youre behind the velvet rope. the velvet rope of my LIFE. pretty creepy when i say it like that, eh? but this is mainly to respond to a friend, we'll call her "Peepy", and her response to comic art and what to do about it. One of the best things about web comics has to be the interplay between strips. and i dont mean cameos.
i mean, taking an idea you see on a webcomic and rolling with it in your own way. This is the original XKCD comic. It was mentioned on a couple of feminist blogs as a different point of view on pregnancy, different from "Man Give Sperm, Man Make Baby!" blah blah blah but what about the comics? but then A Softer World comes out with this. I contain a factory for producing my own prison.

(the alt text reads "I contain a factory for producing my own prison." i forget how to code alt text! )

and here, its the alternate text that really (which is often the case these days) that makes me laugh; its a response to XKCD, its a uniquely female point of view. its a slam, in other words. but without a community, you cant slam. so, its understood that theres a crossover audience. at the same time, its the intellectual being disguised as jokey observation/lamenting. some other time, ill get to talking about art in web comics, line and crap. thoughts?

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Date:2008-01-22 18:37

Yesterday, I had a +90 nerd day.

Woke up, broke glasses.  -20 real life points, + 50 nerd points.
remembered frame order was in my email from two years ago, purchased identical frames +2 pts.
put on old pair of glasses, which are affixed by a glue gun at the temple.  +3 pts ( bridge of nose = +10 pts)
glasses are crooked and old.  hurt minorly and dont focus entirely correctly, -1 pt for every day i have to wear them. 

visited my sister, dropped off a disc of files i made her when i switched her info to her laptop +10 pts.  only ten, +20 if it had been a windows machine.
saying windows machine instead of PC, +1 pt. 
found a discarded PC on the street trash, took it home to use the hard drive. +5 pts
hard drive successfully formatted from a 33 gb limit to 128/ 160 gbs.  +20 pts.
egads, what nerdery.  can  be saved?

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Date:2007-08-13 23:28

hello seven or so friends still on LJ



how are you?

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Date:2006-03-23 22:53
Subject:Would You like to Subscribe to My Newsletter?

if i can still call you friends, as I have been a pretty poor friend,

Hello. How have you been? Whats new? I missed you. well. as much as i can feel that feeble emoticon.

im not sure how much i will be posting here. i can tell you are saddened.
however. I have a new site, complete with a bloooooooggggg.

it is SCorrigan Works dot come lately!

please add me to your bookmarks. i have a lot to say, and not much time.

thank you for your aquaintence. i love each and every one of you like family.

but thats not appropriate for this forum.

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Date:2005-07-04 02:28
Subject:what else is livejournal for?

what else is livejournal for?

Pick ONE from each pair that you think describes me the best & leave it in the comments. Then copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you.

* dominant or submissive
* logical or intuitive
* social or loner
* kinky or vanilla
* cute or sophisticated
* kitten or puppy
* warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
* leader or follower
* quiet or talkative
* spontaneous or planned
* teddy bear or porcelain doll
* hiking or window shopping
* tequila or vodka
* top or bottom
* barefoot or shoes
* jeans or petticoats
* tender or rough
* aware or dreamy
* nerd or geek

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Date:2005-06-14 01:01

greetings long lost pal.

my apt has been a little crazy lately. visitors from Vancouver! London! SanFrancisco! and soon, maybe Dayton! its almost like i live in a Major Metropolitan Area, or something. the only consequence is that i have to clean and i hate that. i have a theory; give a grown man a cheap apartment and he will never move again. until he gets a girlfriend and moves in.

so, my vancouver visitor was the infamous Agent Towel. even though its been a week since she left, im still not up to telling you about it, other than bragging that she was here.

sorry i havent written lately, ive been doing... stuff.


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Date:2005-02-26 03:19

this weekend will be cleaning, and two drawing assignments. i have to draw a robot muscleman, and a postcard for a save the date thingee. my sister is getting married this summer. the one will take me an hour or two, the other all of one day, maybe more.

it snowed thursday night, here. i didnt have to go to work, work closed at 4. my friend, V-face called me up. she had a brilliant idea. we made smores in the fireplace in her new room. we bought the firewood at the grocery store. fucking brilliant.

today i met my friend tim, and we talked for 2 hours in a cafe. at the end of it, we were talking finainces, and he was bitching about how much money his wife spends (in a funny way) i warned him that these were the steps we take in becoming our parents, arguing the same arguments, year after year, until they become epic battles, screaming matches, holiday ruiners.

my parents?

the thermostat.
the alcohol.
thye uneven chores.
I am SURE that these battles will be revisited by me at some point in my future.

anyway, we discover, walking tim to his car, that he parked his car in a tow away zone, and has to have his wife pick him up. the tow bill is one hundred dollars. WHO'S THRIFTY NOW BITCH!

im watching se7en for the first time. its good, and gorey. i have decided i like brad pitt as an actor (even though i haqvent seen him change his performance ever). i understand why women go gooey over him; theres something in his voice reading that is under educated toughguy with vulnerability (when it cracks) shining through clearly. hes like a little boy really, always playing the peter pan in one way or another.

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Date:2005-02-15 01:21

lord save me from wanting to make really expensive music videos for local bands.
ive got about 3 concepts im in love with that go to teeth songs.

the latest one is, god save my soul, in the model of an old fliechser betty boop cartoon.
i do not need to spend all my savings making videos. they go nowhere anymore.


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Date:2005-02-13 20:01
Subject:name dropping and bragging

yesterday, lo, tho i am sick, i went to help mike move. he and his gf are moving to malvern. ugh. suburbs creep me out. maybe its arrested development, but i cant stand some place that you cant pop out for coffee or whatever, and have to drive the 20-30 minutes home at the end of the night. all that green wigs me out. golf courses. my dependance on cities is complete.

i moved him like a bandit, a fiend, not feeling my sickness really all that much. then at 5, im home and im feeling that itchy weekend feeling, as in, do i want to spend the whole weekend in or do i want to go out. theres a band playing.

went to see the teeth. mistake. even with careful watering, 4 hours in a smokey bar club has rendered my voice a shrieking, cracked thing. ive lost a bit of my voice. even with the consequences of my actions, that was a great little show. maybe i was delerious with exhaustion and sick, but they played fast and angry with broken voices themselves. on some songs it made for pure genius.

tody, not so hot. lots of sleep. voice gone. forearms and calves burning from the move. some tea, some noodles, some sprite.

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Date:2005-02-06 22:48

Main Entry: scha·den·freu·de
Pronunciation: 'shä-d&n-''froi-d&
Function: noun
Usage: often capitalized
Etymology: German, from Schaden damage + Freude joy
Date: 1895
1: enjoyment obtained from the troubles of others
2: Shameful Joy; Perhaps the greatest word in any language, Schadenfreude has become the defining emotion of the 20th Century. From the German, Schaden (damage), and Freude (joy), it means the enjoyment obtained from the troubles of others. It is the easiest, and often the most fulfilling, enjoyment available.
3: Smashing pumpkins on halloween
4: being a lifelong not-a-sports person, watching 2 quarters of the superbowl, then walking around philadelphia after the town looses to watch people scream, cry and grieve.

philly really is superb in defeat.

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Date:2005-02-02 23:15
Subject:50 ml of whiskey

so, the jack daniels. i already had that. in fact i had it a two mondays ago. i mixed it with coke, er, pepsi, er diet pepsi, and as nessa stated, it tasted FOUL. like soft drink mixed with some mean foul sewage, making me gasp for air after every sip. it did not get better. jack daniels whisky is clearly too hard for me and my pepsi drinkin' mouth.

3 down. 4 to go.

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Date:2005-01-30 02:59
Subject:portrait of the artist as an old man

note: this picture is ages old. not current commentary except my general feeling on aging.

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Date:2005-01-29 17:41

im living in two alternate timelines. in one, i take the job in new york and in the other i dont. i keep saying, if id taken the job, id be doing this. sort of wistfully, horrified at other times. the weather, the amount of art crap accumulated, oh my. and its making me more productive. i have to prove to myself that this is the right choice.


i sent away a package to elle. i used the same mailer, the one she plastered all sorts of imagery on, and i plastered more over hers. cute, eh? the post office clerk was quite impressed with its originalty, and picked one bit as her favorite bit.

the bit she picked was my handdrawn christmas card, printed in crappy black and white. granted it was ABOUT mailings, but still. brought me up the rest of today.


watched shaun of the dead. absolutely brilliant. bought a wacom tablet, paid for by my cartoons and ebay sellings.

how are you?

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Date:2005-01-28 00:35
Subject:abner dean, cartoonist patriarch

i had a few hours in new york to myself, so i went where i always do, the strand!
i love the strand. i want to live in it. I found a used copy of the 3rd griffen and sabine book, the golden mean for 3 dollars, and an OOOOOLD (1945!) copy of a book by one of my favorit all time cartoonists, Abner Dean. I fell in love with abners work because,
1: i dont fully get why he does what he does. his work confuses and intruiges me. its all one page visual metaphors. its a stark featureless world filled with naked but groinless people. each piece has a short title and thats it. not word balloons or speech. its very thoughtful work.
2: theyre unusually dark for the time period. in post world war two america, all cartoonists seemed to be working with eith stock millionaires and thier foibles or crass lower class cab drivers and such. abners cartoons have such an angst about them, a feeliong of missing something or losing something. and with the metaphorical setting is even more unusual.
3: he draws a bit like me, so its narciscistic. im pretty sure i had penned a few of the dogmen (early as 99) and when i found the first book, 'what am i doing here', i felt id found a kindred cartoonist.

so: my find is called, 'its a long way to heaven'. Like the other book, its filled with metaphorical (naked yet groinless) people all done in the post war inkwash style. BUT, and heres the best part, the cartoons are gently tinted in one color, so the blacks are not black but a dark dark whatever. and the pages are so fragile, that i made small tears in a couple of pages turning them in starbucks.

finding something rare that only you appreciate has got to be one of the best feelings in the world.

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Date:2005-01-27 00:45

the job was not for me. at least right now.
its a job teaching inner city kids how to use a computer program, a sort of afterschool computer club, making rudimentary games and not-webpages. it pays great, but its part time. it starts in less than 2 weeks, and i havent quit my job, meaning i wouldnt be able to give them as a reference. oh, did i mention the literal ton of shit i have, and the need to close out of my current apartment? and linda the W is not coming (to sublet at least) and maybe i dont even want to be babysitting younger children than i am right now. at least, thier schedule is semesterly. i sent a letter saying to keep me abreast.

i want to have a full time job. one to four bosses. no customers. something to do with art.

apparently, at least, the intervie went well, as i was on the list to learn thier software. and i was the interviewie that asked the most questions. ( i had a ton, about personal responsibility, liability, etc. thanks nessa!) and i had fun doing the interview process. it showed me what i need to work on this month in order to quit my job definitively. i am a bundle of loose ends that need tying. next time i will be pitched at the ledge, ready to jump in.

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Date:2005-01-25 01:11

picking out clothes. doing final research. job interview in nyc tomorrow. the room smells like smoke vaugely. must be because the house up the street is on fire. setting the alarm. planning questions.

you know when you have a sucky abusive lover, and youre getting the gumption to break up? and sometimes the asshole can sense it and be really nice and sweet and try to lull you into a false sense of complaceny? well, my job is doing that right now. feels like pie.

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