let’s start mailing

I decided it’s time to start mailing out these books. I ambled down to the U bookstore and grabbed some mailers and some labels so I can get the first few out and get a real sense for what shipping’s gonna be (and then put the book up for sale online!), and ordered a pile of mailers from Uline. Hopefully they won’t be too delayed by Christmas gift stuff yet.

So far I’ve got 12 books drawn in, out of 65 books that need drawings in them. So you may be waiting for a little while if you’ve got a signed book!

Next time I also think I’m not gonna offer prints as a perk. I didn’t think about what a hassle it’s going to be to pack an 8.5×11 print with an 8.5×5.5 book, and I want to avoid it next time. Maybe some stickers. Or maybe postcard-sized prints. I dunno. Or I might just be super minimal and say “this much for the book, this much for it signed, this much for it drawn in, this much for your name/picture/bigger picture in the back of the book as a sponsor.”

Now to figure out how to efficiently generate labels from a CSV file of addresses. Probably InDesign.

hatquest commences soon

Well. Today’s Rita reminded me to try calling Seattle Transit’s lost and found to see if my hat showed up. Sadly, it has not – the only hats they had listed in their database were knit hats and baseball caps. Hopefully it ended up in the hands of someone who could really use a Nice Hat in their life.

I guess I need to have a hat quest soon. Because what kind of Hat Lady am I without a hat? Maybe I’ll try a wider-brimmed one next time; it feels wrong to just have exactly the same kind of hat again.

from the vaults: batman

Some conversation on Twitter reminded me of this thing I started on back in 2011 and seem to have never posted. It’s the beginning of a Batman/Harley Quinn teamup story.

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stuff

I went to hang out with Jason last night. We talked about my clock idea some; he gave me some good ideas for how to make it simpler to actually build. Simple is good; simple means it’s more likely to happen.

We also visited the comic shop in his neighborhood; they bought two copies of Rita. So far my track record with comic shops is pretty good – out of the four shops I’ve visited, two have bought two copies outright, one has two on consignment, and one wasn’t interested. (And yeah, I’m still working on getting ready to ship the Kickstarter copies. Working through signing them, I really need to go out for some mailing supplies and make that happen.)

And then I got a chance to play Child of Eden. With the Kinect. Child of Eden, if you don’t know, is the sequel to Rez, which is definitely somewhere in my list of Best Videogames Ever. And it turns out that after a little initial awkwardness, gesture control is perfect for it – by the end of the first level, I was racking up 8-shot combos left and right on my very first runthrough; when playing with a controller, it takes QUITE a lot more practice and memorization to know what’s coming and what the best movement patterns for it are. Sadly I don’t think a Kinect is really going to work in my current setup; if I stand up, I’m standing right in the beam of the projector.

The one thing that’s kind of disappointing in CoE is that it feels a lot less musical than the original. Rez was very much about synching up with the rhythm of the music and knowing that stuff is going to appear and get targeted on the beat; CoE still coerces your actions to the beat a little but it’s not a driving force of the game like it was in Rez. And that feels like a real loss when you’re already standing up; I want to have an extra urge to DANCE while playing it.

(Also there are some problems inherent with gesture control – scratching your nose is a bad idea, for instance, as it sends your cursor flying around wildly.)

cleaning up

I just had my machine start warning about low disc space again. This is the tradeoff for SSDs – 256 gigabytes is not much nowadays. Upgrades are pretty pricey, though they’ve been dropping – when my 2010 Air was new, I think that 480g drive was around $1200.

So I fired up Disk Inventory X and started digging. Some stuff was to be expected – yeah, a fair amount of space dedicated to swapfiles, okay, a Steam game I’d forgotten to uninstall when I was done with it, okay. But there were some surprises, too. Quicksilver had a huge pile of of old clipboard caches, going back for I don’t know how long, that totaled something like 5-6 gigs; a few installation disc images left over from fooling with the Pi were eating up like 10g… some random clicking around on the bigger objects in the display and deleting things that didn’t need to be there got me back up to about 37 gigs free, from a low point of a half a gig. Definitely worth a few minutes of my time.

Here’s where I ended up afterwards. The big block of blue stuff, with a few grey and cyan bits here and there, is my music collection. The much smaller block with the yellow outline is everything I’ve drawn on my computer since 1999, when I ditched my old Amiga for my first hand-me-down Mac. Man I love how compact vector art is compared to bitmaps.

workworkwork

I just roughed out a design for Carol’s personal car (a rare affectation). It’ll be appearing in Decrypting Rita in three or four pages, so I figure it was definitely time to do something about it. I’d been doodling some stuff a while back, but it looked awkward and weird; a little perusing of concept cars put me on the right track to making something that looks futuristic, but very definitely goes fast.

I think the next step is probably to make a stab at modeling it in a 3D program. Which one, I dunno. Maybe Blender, since it’s free and has spline tools. This car is very definitely a spline object. And I really don’t want to have to construct it from scratch in every single drawing – though I’m sure I’ll abuse and distort it the same way I do Rita when she’s running fast!

But I think that for the remainder of today I’ll work on drawing some other stuff that needs drawing.

yet another project

LED-based clock that uses edge-lit plastic for its display. The hours are stacked atop each other in the center; on a ring around it, there are wedges of plastic that fade on over the course of the hour.

Use tricolor LEDs (in smart packages such as the Shiftbrite so I don’t have to hassle with multiplexing) to light the hours and edges; each hour has an associated color.

Needs a minimum of 16 LEDs (12 hours plus 4-segment ring); I’d like to do it with 12 segments in the ring.

The code should be dead simple to write; all it needs to do is set up a timer and slowly change the color table, and push it out to the LEDs. Oh and I guess there needs to be a way to set the time. I guess it could have a few buttons on the front, and use the main number display? Hmm. Hour+, hour-, minute+, minute-. Keep it simple. And easy to change for @!#$% Daylight Savings. When setting the minutes, flash the ring segments white, and use the 1-5 on the main display to show the exact minute count.

Quick crappy sketch:

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huh

Well. That’s interesting. I just sat in the darkened living room playing “Leave Home”* super-aggressively and super-perfectionistically, and somewhere around the fourth or fifth time I aborted the game because of dying during the first level (it ramps the difficulty up when you’re aggressive very quickly), I just felt this… rush of hatred and aggression draining out of me as my ship flew into the game again. Damn. I feel a lot better now.

I tried a couple more rounds but my heart just really wasn’t in it. Guess I’ll draw some stuff now.

*a lovely little abstract shmup

dear santa

Dear Santa:

This year I would like some functioning social firmware. I have mostly been a good girl. Or at least I think I have, it’s kind of hard to tell sometimes.

Thanks, Peggy.

celebrations

Once again, I am celebrating Thanksgiving in my traditional manner: by making sure there is food in the kitchen on the day before, and not going anywhere. It is, perhaps, slightly lonely in the way being alone on big FAMILY TOGETHERNESS holidays are, but it’s infinitely preferable to “having a strained conversation with my grandmother over tasteless turkey”, or “having a shit-ton of my housemate’s friends invade the already-overcrowded house for half a week, then staring at a kitchen full of the dishes said housemate can’t be bothered to clean up for a month”, which is the entirety of the “Thanksgiving celebrations” that I’ve been forced to endure in the past. Supposedly it can be fun if you actually spend it with people you like spending time with, but I’ve never had that happen.

An acquaintance had invited me to a party at her house this year, but she’s moved way down by the airport, and I really don’t feel like spending an hour on the bus, plus another coming back, for the vague possibility of having a good time. I dunno.

Feh. I thought I was past the place in my life where these wintertime “huddle with your family” holidays made me feel alone and friendless and reminded me how utterly lacking I am in the skills to change that.

Well I guess at least I’m thankful today doesn’t mean I’m gonna be seeing a mountain of dirty pots and pans that don’t fit into the dishwasher and that nobody in the entire house can be bothered to clean up. Man. Mood like this, maybe I should see if I can find a torrent of Cerebus and read the whole saga today, in a celebration of the mindset that sees the title character dying alone and unloved.

So I guess in summation, fuck Thanksgiving, fuck Christmas, and fuck Valentine’s Day while I’m at it, fuck Black Friday and Cyber Monday too. And fuck me for being nervous in social situations and being terrible at cultivating and maintaining friendships, while I’m at it. I’m gonna go blow a few hours playing a stupid fucking videogame until my eyes bleed now so I can let this unexpected pile of misery and hate subside.

also while I am lashing out: fuck everyone who’s going to get pissy at me for daring to mention my ex-housemate’s love of cooking and hatred of doing the dishes, if she’s so wonderful and defendable why the fuck couldn’t you ever get off YOUR asses and clean up after her. Oh and the hell with it let’s just let it all out; fuck my ex-boyfriends for deciding living with her was preferable to living with me. And if you’re reading this thinking “well I guess I know why” then fuck you too and the horse you rode in on, just to cover all the bases.

…I woke up late and haven’t had anything to eat yet. I should have some breakfast. The world generally sucks a lot more when I’m hungry. So one more: fuck my body for its crappy design that just makes me pissy and irritable and emotional when I’m hungry instead of raising an obvious HEY FEED ME flag.

edit. Also. Fuck me of last night for leaving a mess in the kitchen and not noticing that the dishwasher had every single one of the bowls I use for breakfast in it, waiting to be cleaned.

edit. Also fuck me for whining about a holiday that celebrates eating too much and then going out to buy a lot of crap. Especially when I keep on looking at myself in the mirror and seeing about ten pounds too many.