Sunday, August 16, 2009

Today will be Sunday, August 16, 2009.

Whew I'm tired. From band camp. Which was awesome. For six days. Playing my saxophone. Marching in time.

It would be cool if that were some form of poetry...."iambic trimeter" or something...

Elaborating on what those last three six clauses mean, I present to you, a list of marching terms:

  • 16-per-5
  • 8-per-5
  • 6-per-5
  • 4-per-5
  • parade rest
  • flanking
  • sliding
  • jazz-running
  • jazz-sliding
  • ripple
  • hinge-ing
  • and a bunch of other things I had but forgot (oh, never mind)
  • gush-and-go
  • drill down
  • and I think that's it

Basically, band camp (for you non-bandos) is like training-before-school-starts-so-we-don't-waste-school-time. We learned how to march and play better and all that stuff. And now I have so may ideas for comics but I'm too lazy and unskilled to draw them. Maybe I'll just go with dialogue-comics:

  • "Geez, percussionists are violent.""Yeah! WE GET TO HIT STUFF!"
  • Aww darn I just forgot them all. Stupid short-term-memory loss.

Oh, which reminds me, I have five names now:

  • Joey
  • Rodriguez
  • Raphael
  • Ted
  • Chuck

Please ask how I got those, but in person. It's much more fun that way.

My ID picture looks REALLY horrible. Wow I'm hungry. Yays for non-sequiturs.

Yeah, this is going to be really random and out of order as my mind catches up on a week of life.

I've gotten into reading a certain webcomic. Starting at one, I've made it to about 1300. Oh well. Now my head is back into drawing comics but I'm also jealous since I'm not that good. Meh.

Ugh, there's all these things that I know should go in here, but I'm too hungry to remember the. Oh well. Maybe later.

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