I had a Twitter conversation with Eric Idle of Monty Python and now my oldest daughter said that I am cool… right of Facebook…

So I did a post weeks ago in which I stated that I only started to do Twitter because I was going to try to get someone famous to tweet back to me. And then I was going to make Jessica admit that I am cool.

Well, my plan has succeeded beyond my wildest expectations. And I will tell you what the secret is so that you can try it too… even though I found the secret only because I am such a computer moron. But hey, I make my stupidity work for me.

So when you follow famous people on Twitter, you need to be careful. Because believe it or not, people use their names. I thought I got a tweet from William Shatner once, but it was just from a fan site of his. The way you tell is that there is a little blue check mark beside the names of the ‘real’ celebrities. It turns out that this shows up on their little bio thing, but not on every tweet. So I follow a lot of my favorite famous people, just to make my plan have a chance. And I try to tweet funny things to them to get them to answer. But this is like hoping to win the lottery.

But, it turns out that famous people are worried that people will not believe they are who they say they are. All I did was tweet to Eric Idle, asking him if he was really the real Eric Idle, because I couldn’t see the blue check mark. And he responded, saying that he was. Jessica has since told me that this was his way of saying that I was an idiot, but who cares. I checked his bio and it is the real him. That is what my earlier post was about. But then I responded to him, telling him that he was a world treasure, and thanks for all the laughter. Never hurts to butter him up, right?

Then I had a crazy idea… shut up… I tweeted him and told him that my funny sci-fi novel has a character, an alien, who only speaks Monty Python. And I asked, in that horribly small amount of room they give you to tweet in, how I could get permission to use this character in my book.

And he responded, saying that I need to contact their business manager for Monty Python, and he gave me the fellow’s name.

So I just want the world to know that Eric Idle is a very nice man, and very helpful as well.

And I had a conversation with him. It wasn’t a long conversation, but I would say that two responses falls into that category.

And Jessica said I was cool on Facebook, so…

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Holy crap on a stick, Eric Idle just responded to my tweet…

I don’t even have a post for this. I think the title sums it up.I can now officially call myself cool…

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Random pictures of the love of my life… me…

This blog is about me, so let’s talk about me.

I just went through some of the family pictures on this computer to see what I could come up with for a post.

And this is the best I could come up with…

Look! Proof that I can multitask. You think driving a boat and eating a sandwich is easy?

Here is proof that I can eat a really big cinnamon bun all by myself. Wow, when I was downloading this picture I noticed that I have already used up 10% of my space on this blog. In just 10 months. Should I be worried about that?

Here is proof that I am comfortable in a natural setting. Or at least it is proof that I sometimes go outside.

There is proof that not only do I go outside now and then, but that I can walk up hill… even though it looks like it hurts me to do so.

I can even go outside when it is cold, but I don’t look particularly happy about that either.

Okay, that looks like I am in pain and I am just standing there. I am becoming way to civilized. Where is my inner Conan the barbarian?

Here is proof that I can fly a plane… or at least sit in the cockpit of a plane at the Boeing plant tour in Seattle.

This isn’t really proof of anything except how weird I am, but I was happy to meet someone taller than me.

And last but not least, for those of you who doubted it, here is proof that I ate a whole scorpion conveniently encased in sweet candy goodness.

They don’t really have much of a taste, and the shells a very crunchy.

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Back to where I once belonged…

I am going back once more to where this blog started…

Pouring out my ART…

This one is so big I had to scan each end. Just one more in my long series of artistic love letters to my favorite barbarian, from the early days of my artistic developement.

Here is another smaller ode to Conan that I cut out, inked and colored, and then mounted on a piece of wood. The big picture above this one is about 14 inches by 11 inches. This one is about 6 inches tall, so that is more like life-sized. I guess if you click on these pictures you can see a bigger version. Or maybe that only works on some of them. I don’t know. I am a computer moron, remember?

Here is one last little picture of an alien enjoying a smoke. I painted him right on to the wood with some T-shirt paint, back when I had the custom T-shirt thing going on. I should put him in my novel…

That one is about 5 inches wide, so I guess that is about the size of it.

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A little story about a little wizard…

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So there you have it. A children’s story, a creation myth, and a cautionary tale, all rolled into one.

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Back to where I started…

This blog was originally about sharing all the art I have done over the years, the convoluted secretions of my weird all-art-side-of-the-braininess.

So in a while, I am going to post a little story I did when I was still a teen.

It is about a little wizard named Gad…

It is more or less a creation myth with vaguely religious overtones, so if you are a biblical literalist, it might just piss you off a little. Sorry.

If you are a doubter and a questioner like me, it is just as believable as most of the other creation myths that people have come up with since we first started trying to figure out how we all got here.

Either way, it is just a story, as all myths are when you get right down to it….

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Mr. Toad…

This is Mr. Toad from my sci-fi novel. He is one smart little alien. He has total recall, as a matter of fact. He is the Brain-Friend, one of the three Helper-Friends to Ssseeeet, the Muccassim… (or Slug)…

It is a symbiotic relationship between four races. You just have to read the book to understand.

Mr. Toad is only one and a half feet-tall. But you underestimate him at your peril.

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The gene pool…

Many of you who have been around for a while remember seeing pictures of my two lovely daughters.

Perhaps you remember me saying that they look a lot like me.

How then, you might ask, can they be lovely?

I can’t explain genetics, but sometimes it just works out…

See what I mean? That is Jessica on the top, me in the middle… (during the dreaded home-haircut years)… and Mollie on the bottom.

We were all about 7 or 8 years old when these pictures were taken Obviously, they were not all taken on the same day.

Somehow, my kids managed to take my face and make it beautiful, something I have been trying to do unsuccessfully for years.

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The Qualm…

These are the Qualm. They are an alien race, residing in my sci fi novel, The Saloon At The Edge Of Everywhere. There are three of them in this picture, not that it really matters. They are a group mind, and whatever one Qualm knows, all the Qualm know, no matter how great the distance that separates them. They are also empathic. They cannot read the minds of other species, but they can feel the emotions of others.

They seem to float above the ground without really touching it, and they have been described as blue-green veils drapped over a helium balloon. They would be considered beautiful by humans, if it weren’t for the fact that their faces resemble nothing so much as a writhing plate of spaghetti. Well, nature gives with one hand while it takes away with the other…

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Friday Frolicks…

In keeping with my pledge to slow down on posting my book chapters to give you all a chance to catch up, I am just going to do some random posts today. That being said, I hope some of you read the most recent chapter, and I also hope that the image of two guys trying to pull an alien off of another alien’s giant, sticky tonuge by his ankles and the large penis growing out of the top of his head made you laugh.

Hanging over my desk I have this little piece of art that I think sums up my true self centeredness. I did it some years ago. I just took some old photos of myself, cut them out with an exacto knife, and stuck them to a pice of shiny silver paper. But the sticky tape is getting old, and I am afraid that some of the little Arthurs are going to fall off behind the big, heavy roll top desk. So as long as I am moving this little tribute to my love of self, I figured I might as well scan it…

It does not have a title, but I like to think of it as: What if you went to a party and everyone there was me…

Okay, there are two animals in it also,  but why confuse the issue?

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