Electron Ramsey

This is the third official picture I've done of Electron Ramsey. The third unofficial one was on the Snipe Sketch oekaki. The second one is the one labeled "Electron Ramsey 1999", and the first one is no good. Anyways, I didn't name this one "Electron Ramsey 3" because I didn't want people to think it was the third incarnation of the character. There is only one.

One of the iconic superheroes of Snipe Hunt Media's premiere super-team, the American Furies. According to the Furies' public relations information packet, Electron Ramsey took over the mantle of leadership after the death of the team's original leader, Anthem. The origin of his powers are shrouded in mystery, but many think he channels his powers from the thunder gods of old. He seems to have an inexhaustible supply of electrical energy, which he uses to protect the innocent and uphold the law.

Ugly little spud, isn't he?

For whatever reason - we'll assume Replay infected me with something, somehow - when I got home, this fellow came out of my arm and into the tablet. As the sketching commenced, I already had in mind what kind of highlights and transparencies I would want to do later on in the process. 

I think I may do a whole series like this, with other ghosts like Haunter and Misdreavus. Suggestions are welcome.

Home again, home again, jiggity jog

After a grueling sixteen-hour drive, I am back home at my terrible desk. Ten pounds heavier, a little more tan, and with some dark roots showing under my way-too-blonde hair.

I can't blame Booyah's mother entirely for the weight gain; I think I must have grown some muscles in the pool, as I now have some extra energy for simple things like reaching the fan switch from the toilet. Normally this would have taken a great deal of effort, and I might have cried a little.

My awful neighbors were evicted while I was gone, and now I have a nice view to the much nicer trailer that was on the other side of them. It's like a little intangible gift.

The TV at breakfast shows me CBS's Saturday morning fare, and, by extension, everything that is wrong with the world.

Bedding down at the Hampton Inn in Mt. Juliet. Lovely town. Taco Bell for dinner marks the end of a long day.

WAKKA WAKKA WAKKA

The time, it does fly.

Snipe Cons pass all too quickly, but I've had fun during this one. Here's some bullet points:

• Got a Deoxys for my Pokémon game at the GameStop this weekend.
• Finished principle photography for two Snipe Hunt videos.
• Ate many a food at many a place and in many a variety.
• Went on a night time adventure to find a Kinko's...
• ... only to discover that what we needed to copy was left at home.
• Got to meet my old friend Replay, outside of his native England for his first trip to the U.S.
• Placed second in a Super Smash Bros. Brawl tournament.
• Placed second in the Snipe Hunt Invitational Trivia Exposition.

And fulfilled my outlandish promise to stay in the swimming pool all night long. (I get to swim so rarely.) Pretty soon I have to hit the old dusty trail, where my plump leg will cause me no end of troubles. Maybe some day I will start using airplanes, but probably not.