I have an evening off while I regroup, gather notes, and generally have a nervous breakdown.
I'm working too hard considering the amount of time and money I'm getting for this particular freelance project.
That's true for just about everyone I know btw, it's not just me being a conceited jerk.
Though I can be that sometimes, too.
Here's some stoopid roughs I had lying around. The first is a rough of the Dear Husband's Valentine's Day card:
The final version was done in marker and it turned out fairly cute. I'm not that great with marker, but I try.
Well, unless it's on someone's flesh.
The second is a rough of Maude Lebowski from The Big Lebowski for the husband of one of my Fight Crew teamates:
He had a fabulous birthday party at a bowling alley in Koreatown. Complete with cheap (but small) drinks and cupcakes that had Lebowski quotes printed on tiny slips of paper that were stabbed into the cupcakes with toothpicks. That was fun.
This guy (whom we'll call "Hot Carl" because that's his skate name) is as big a fanatic of The Big Lebowski as CH and I are. Hot Carl will send out text messages of Lebowski quotes on a fairly regular basis. I'll quote back at him. This has been going on for months and we still haven't quoted the entire movie yet.
Which probably means we haven't watched it enough times to memorize every. single. damn. line.
Ooooh, a goal!
And now for something completely different, Beavis put on a little show for the Dear Husband's family tonight. Lourdy!