So I tried guys, I really did, but it’s 11:32pm on Friday night, and I’m still not fully packed, Adam hasn’t come home from work yet, our cab is coming for us at 5:00am, and I still haven’t drawn one full comic as promised for remote posting during my vacation week. So I’ve failed you (I’m sure you’re all handling the disappointment pretty well). So I’ll have to have ANOTHER little hiatus over here on Rabid Lamb, I’ll probably post while I’m away since I’ll have access to a computer, but as there will be no scanner there will also be no comics. Sorry – I blame it on the 70 plus hours I worked this week in five days…

Here’s a little parting gift though, the view from my beach house lounge chair…which I will only leave to get snacks and drinks, dips in the pool, and strolls down to the private beach cove below the house. Are you jealous yet? My biggest problem now is that I’m having trouble deciding which books to pack…and how many 😉

It’s true.  I’m totally not badass enough for this gift.  But it’s one of the best gifts I have ever received in my life.  There’s something so encouraging and supportive about this gift (while still being badass) – like Adam just wants me to go running after my dreams even if they’re ridiculous and likely unachievable. 

It’s also a nice reminder that the people who love us see us very differently than we see ourselves.  To Adam it makes sense that I could end up a bass player in a badass little band (even though I’m 32 and not really musically gifted).  I have to say, like all couples, Adam and I have our problems, but when it comes to being supportive and believing in me, I don’t think there’s anyone in the world better at that than Adam. 

Also of note is the fact it’s possible the universe really does want me to be a musician. 

Despite the fact that I was a terrible coronet (similar to the trumpet) player in elementary/middle school (perhaps because I really wanted to play the drums and the band teacher and my parents talked me out of it – and forced the coronet – which I never even liked or showed interest in – onto me – thanks guys – could’ve been a rockstar by now!); in the last five or six years, two wonderful supportive people have bought me musical instruments that I love and have fantasized about knowing how to play.  A wonderful friend of mine from Los Angeles knew I desperately wanted to learn how to play the violin, and one day when she was purchasing a cello for herself (a dream of hers) she just bought me one.  How amazing is that?! 

I’m ashamed to say that I was a very busy girl then, as I am now, and I was also a bit afraid of it, and I never signed up for lessons, and so it instead remains a beautiful piece of art in my house, rather than an “instrument” but this bass gift from Adam has reminded me how much I want those other things in life that seem so out of reach, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to let them keep getting away from me.  So, lack of musical talent be damned, badass bass/violinst here I come…

That’s right folks, today, July 17th, is the one year anniversary for my blog.

I can’t believe a year has passed. It’s kind of sad and shocking to think how little has actually changed in my life…but this has been a pretty rewarding experience I must say, much more than I would have hoped actually.

I hit just over 42,000 hits this year, which is well short of my goal of 50,000, but still more than I ever would have expected when this thing first got started and I was looking at one hit, then two, and eventually felt proud of my measly 50 hits…

Anyway, here’s a little self portrait fun (though almost two years old) to celebrate the “blogoversary”…thanks for all your support…and here’s to HUGE numbers in year two 😉



Thanks again!

xo

Kelly aka The 1979 Semi-Finalist

That’s right…anyone here think I was Henry the eighth in a previous life?  I certainly hope not as his karmic debt is freaking intense man.  Life thus far though, as far as awesome rewards go?  I could have totally been Henry…oy.

That’s right.  Totally Fucked Up.  Why do psychics hate me?  We may never know…though if I could stomach the results (more predictions of curses and lifelong bad karma to work off) I would probably embark on a study of psychics to find out if they all hate me, or if there is some kind of pattern or grand conspiracy here…I could even make a fancy excel spreadsheet to chart my results.  Good times!

Also, though my drawing has been crappy lately, let’s take a moment to acknowledge the awesomeness of my head (which looks nothing like me) in panel four.  It’s like one of my favorite things I’ve drawn for this strip (which isn’t saying much).  Go me!

Seriously.  WTF?

Wow.  A very rushed weekend filled with way too much work from…well, work.  Plus it was my last weekend to get my life in order before Hawaii, and I utterly failed at that, so it’s going to be an interesting week ramping up to that.  Wish me luck. 

Also, Thursday is the one year anniversary of 1979 Semi-Finalist…which seems kind of crazy…I can’t believe a year has passed since I started doing this.  Wild. 

I hope you all had a good weekend.  I saw Hancock on Sunday and it was pretty good, a solid three stars.  It kind of fell apart at the end but overall it was funny and engaging and likeable, and with the exception of some really great ones, better than most superhero movies…and ironically it isn’t based on a comic book…funny.

That’s right…so the question really is, do psychics hate me? Or did I just look the most gullible of the three roommates…with my braids and platinum blonde hair?

Stay tuned for more of this torrid (not the right word – it just sounds good) tale.

Also, here’s a question, pretty related to this comic, and to my “existing conditions”…Why do people totally suck?  I am so sick of sucky people.  Especially when I’m pretty nice.  I mean I’m not all sugary sweet and perfect or anything, but I’m really a pretty damn nice person.  And some people around me…they really blow.

WHOA! As promised…two comics in one day. Don’t spend it all in one place now y’hear?

(That was a whole country…maybe even backwoods thing I was doing there…which I now wish I could take back…what can I say, it’s been a long day and I’m a little punchy…)

So I’ve got to go out of town again, thus you’re getting TWO comics (count them TWO!) today (Wednesday) and no comic tomorrow.

I should be back and posting by Friday though, so don’t forget to check back in for the continuation of this riveting story (riveting. ha!)

PS – I got a great comment from a friend about giving myself braids to portray “young kelly”…I’m glad this worked out funny…but I’m not really that funny…just kind of trying to be accurate, I did often wear braids and bizarre fun hair “styles” in my college years…also, I was what Adam refers to as “frumpy” back then (which basically – I think- means I didn’t wear clingy low cut clothing – like I do today – and I wore my hair in braids and things) so I was mostly just trying to be “accurate” but anytime that can work out as “funny” I’m all for it!

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