RufusDarkstar

I do it every day, unless I'm ridiculously lazy. I even took a class on it for credit, though I didn't really need to, because I already knew how.  And so did pretty much everyone else today, but we still had to do a quick little rehearsal. I traveled maybe 40 feet today.  Shook two hands, held my head up high, took a tiny, insignificant slip of paper from a stranger.  What's written on the paper isn't even important, but it felt great to take it from him.  Everyone in the room was really anxious. My hat wouldn't stay on as I finished my trip, my hair kept pushing it off.  I sat down, and immediately everyone cheers.  I know, I think I rock,

San Diego is wearing off for me.  SIGGRAPH was great, and I've really learned a lot since I went, but the end of the quarter is approaching, and it's making me really anxious. It doesn't help that the governing phrase of those around me seems to be "irrational,"  everyone seems to be having these responses that don't coincide at all with the depth of the problems.  The worst part is that real problems are still happening, but going mostly ignored.  Fantastic. As always, I'm working on like five pictures at once right now, and with finals coming up, expect at least one of them to be finished up.  I tend to focus on 2D when I get totally sick

Three buses waiting outside Terminal C.  Their engines idling, echoing off of the overpass and parking structure walls.  The glass rattles behind me, leading back into the air conditioning.  Black smoke rolls out through the tailpipe, I shoulder my duffel bag, the hot, humid air slapping me in the face. Ah, welcome to Houston! I must have passed over 100 buses in San Diego.  Not one of them had rolling black smoke coming out of it.  Clouds weren't threatening to open up overhead, the sun was just shining, the air a crisp 72 degrees, a ten mile an hour wind whipped past my hair. The weather was great, but the convention was fantastic, too.