For the last few days the wonderful people at Super Mario Marathon have been playing just about every Mario game ever made to raise money for Child’s Play, a charity for which my dearest has literally sold herself for in the past.
Their ultimate goal seems to be the odd but possibly significant value of $124,564.85.
They are currently at $57,530.00 and appear to have a few days of steam left in them. Let’s get them over the hump and help children across the world take their mind off the pains in their bodies and onto the soreness of their thumbs.
-obby
The last day at the beach. Of course it’s sunny and perfect. We have to eat everything out of the freezer in the beach house rental so breakfast is drumstick ice cream diet coke float. I know, diet coke sullies the float and you’re supposed to use vanilla, not drumstick, but it’s that or ginger ale and that’s what I’m planning for lunch. One last slather of sun block and nap in the sand. Gotta go jump in the waves and get some salt in my ears and sand between my toes so that when I go home tomorrow I can find sand in my shoes and remember that just that morning, I was at the ocean.
Each year my family goes to the beach. We bring piles of nail polish and we all paint our toe nails different colors. My mom’s toes have silver sparkles, my sister has polka dots, my brothers toe nails are blue and I’ve been trying to put a dot of each color on my toes but have only gotten 1/4 of the way through the pile of nail polish. My three year old niece has told us that she counted 100 bottles of nail polish but I think it’s closer to thirty or forty. Obby is bonding with my nephew over “old” arcade games. My nephew gets confused when the opening of the game tells you to insert a coin. They’re playing Aliens vs. Predator. It was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles a second ago. I think the predator has a banana hammock on. My sister is down on the beach reading a book. I’m thinking of going to take a nap and contemplate a walk. These are the important decisions of a trip to the beach… maybe it’s time for a snack.
Just got back from Dallas and gotta draw and ink todays comic. I got to sleep some in the car while Gina’s husband drove but when I got home I think I used up that rest reading some of the comic books that I got at the show… If Obby asks, it was research.
Akon was awesome! got to see piles of convention friends and did lotsa great over sharing of inappropriateness during panels. I have learned many things.
#1. When drunk and/or over caffeinated at a panel I chose my words and am careful not to over share. If I am sober, I have no such filter and everything just plops out of my mouth without a second thought and the next thing I know I’m …. nevermind.
#2. If I’m on my own in a panel, and no one is there to curb my rambling, it adds to the rampant over share.
#3. I should not post blog entries at 2am after a 13 hour drive… 3 parts Simply Limeade and 1 third Havana Rum…it’s a really really dangerous thing.
Anywho, this is the best photo ever mostly because of the awesome ladies from Adamo Anothology (and other books?) are in the background.
Akon 2011
Sleep time.
