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(no subject) [Dec. 1st, 2010|11:57 pm]

2010 in Pictures

(this is an lj-cut: most of the pictures are hidden) Who"s so devoid of purpose to be browsing livejournal at midnight New Years Eve? The answer my shock youCollapse )
There goes another year! But you know what, I have a feeling there are more years in our future, just you wait!

Although quite honestly I'd like to see less of both of them in mine.

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(no subject) [Jan. 2nd, 2010|02:04 am]

2009 in Pictures

The bad news is that I forgot to compile this before the year turned on me. The good news is that I am no longer so mentally ill that this is a great worry of mine.


Other things may also have happened. However, they ought not to have bothered.

Ducks in the road are SO last year.
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(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2008|11:17 pm]

2008 in Pictures

I celebrate myself like no one else celebrates me. Which is good, because such redundancy in addition to the redundancy of these images would be a word whose usage has already become tiresome.
As easy to ignore as the previous time!Collapse )

May the 2009th bring with it great opportunities and the wisdom to know when they have presented themselves.

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(no subject) [May. 5th, 2008|03:42 pm]

May 6 now? I hope anyone who saw this has forgotten about it. Retrospectly, I realize it is incredibly rude to demand that nonspecific people look through my pictures and choose one for me when I have at least 2000 of them. And then for me to make a new picture despite that surely is not good etiquette. Or would it be netiquette? No no, it can't be, because I've only seen "netiquette" in the context of online guides to good netiquette and I clearly don't know a thing about it, or do but disregard it because internet jargon never fails to tickle my totally wrong-bone. But whatever might be going on in the transfestunerix livejournal at any time is most certainly bad news.

Another addendumb: at approximately 2:39 am, eastern irregular time, production began on a new picture for this purpose. I was worried that would not happen, but now that it has I am no longer worried. I wish to extend a fresh and rubbery thank to whoever read this and attempted to help in the short time it's been here all the same, but the genie said that's not allowed. Hremph.

I will probably be painting a mural type thing unless I can solve my problem. The problem is that of what to paint on this wall here. I have no contact with the people who own the wall, but the person who arranged this mess thinks I should use this picture as a guide, and I don't because it's only one joke, not a particularly good one, and anything I'd add to it over dissatisfaction with the immense space would detract from that one joke, that nobody is around to sell ice cream to. I also think the building behind the truck is very boring. The other candidate is this, but I fear the proprietors would object to the violence that picture's title has vowed to stop. I must have an idea by the fifteenth of May, but May begin painting before then. If anyone wishes to offer suggestion, such as those found at ipe or this shameful devilish-art directory (I wonder if anyone would object to my painting the top of my desk on their wall), this would be the place to do so.

Although now that I've looked at it again, I'm thinking maybe the ice cream truck picture would be a good choice, simply because there's an electrical outlet in my territory (you can tell this is a classy, exclusive project) and the small blue lizard is in the approximate right place to be plugging something into it. So excuse me for wasting your time. I should just glad I don't have to deal with the pointless wall bump-thing like poor Vance over there.

Addendum: I could also make something which I have not made before, but that's an even harder decision to make. For these "group home" people whom I know nothing about beyond that the group of them shares a home. Recycling something ought to reduce some of the doubt and insignificant fiddling which typically occupies most of my time.

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(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2007|11:59 am]

2007 in Pictures

Mountain time zone edition

easier to ignore than ever before!Collapse )

Ehhh, I accidentally removed all the pictures here when I was meaning to replicate its layout for use on the 2008 version. In actuality I copied the new one over this one, forgetting I had chosen to edit an entry rather than add a new. I restored it from an evidently not useless backup I made prior to the finalization, but it is possible a late decision good item is missing or a less good-than-before one is present. Oh, dee.
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You tell me. [Oct. 31st, 2007|07:41 pm]
Now I wish I had bought this:

because I just received an invitation to an absolutely splendid sounding Bar B Q party and want to be on my best behavior.

The only other thing that's happening this week is the Donut Convention, and drat it all if I spent so much time taking con badge commissions that I forgot to make one for myself and oh I would be so dreadfully embarrassed to show up without one.
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(no subject) [May. 14th, 2007|03:08 pm]
Hey hey, oh no, the nameless website of mine is five years old. I just thought I'd mention it. The thing is the closest I'll ever come to being allowed to have children.

There's nothing special to commemorate the event, and there probably won't be. There are more important things to not yet have finished. I couldn't even celebrate myself on time. It was three days ago.

If you bother to look, please also observe the comic pages which are one of several reasons the primary content had not fared as well lately. I hesitated to mention that here again, like I did a year ago, because it's still on the same part of the "story," but I like to think it is just about over. Oh, how I hope it is. Unfortunately, the next part will begin at the end of this one, with the same characters, and nothing astounding seems willing to occur.

At some mythical point in the future I hope to get the older pages in a consistent layout and make the really dense more recent ones less confusing. I swear it all made sense in my mind.

I think I am entitled to a bit of self-promotion once a year, and look! It's not even shameless! I shower in shame and frolic in fear. Who knows, maybe by 2008 I'll be ready to exhibit such things before people I don't have a basis for assuming half have already seen.
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(no subject) [Feb. 18th, 2007|08:21 pm]
I've just been to use the latrine, and that which I mentioned a few minutes ago was still bothering me, so obviously I've done something wrong again. Can I just make an across-the-system apology to everyone? Can this be repaired, or is the foundation damaged? Attention everyone! I did everything! I blame me only! Tell me what I must do today before I may turn off my computer!

a 4 am addendum:
I have now evicted the thing, but I will never forget its lessons. Someday I will post a real, crazy manifesto here, but not today. I've been making one every few months and almost posting it since 2003, and today's was the first to not be nixed and cut down into elements which are just as whiny but personally unfulfilling until I had the "update journal" page ready, so the next one is almost certainly going through. These are exciting times.
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(no subject) [Jan. 29th, 2007|05:39 pm]
Tomorrow, it seems, begins my first course class at the Lyme Academy of Fine Arts (yes, they take anybody).
I've long thought that whole "stare at things for hours, days, even, trying to recreate something in front of you which is not especially interesting" business was a flawed, creativity suppressing/lack of creativity masking way of approaching art. There's no need for that if you can't add anything uniquely your own design to it. We have cameras now. Before I thought that, I didn't want some useless dooflus claiming to have trained me after I became famous. By now I have a large enough collection of distinctive dark grey marks on paper that I can easily, within my mind, suppress any such claims as that, which will surely also remain entirely within my mind. Also, none of the artists I like had much formal instruction, if any. They just took inking jobs no one else wanted and eventually found more satisfying vacancies to fill. However, I live with my parents, have never had a work-job, am afraid of people in general and am terribly sensitive to criticism despite never really having received any. Worse, I have not made any significant skill improvements in about five years, and yet continue to be disappointed in my output, both in its appearance and the amount of time simple aspects consume.

Hopefully, in the coming months, I can absorb something useful, and not just how to be a homogenous vapid clone twit. While yes, I certainly acknowledge the tendency for people who've clearly not been educated to also draw the same, the person giving me the tour made a definite point of mentioning the staff's desire to beat students' quirks out of them, to make them "relearn everything." I also don't want to draw everything as circles first, with "vanishing points" and all that sort of thing, like one of those "I can draw superheroes!" books that were always on the Troll order forms I used to get at primary schools. Ideally, and you will see I am still naive, I'll find something... eh, bigger to tend at before these classes have gone on for too many years. I fear to tell my mother I think that until after it doesn't happen.

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Breaking News [Jan. 12th, 2007|02:28 am]
I started a with a new sketching book today, I ate the last of my Raisinettes, my feet are cold, and I need to use the toilet. See, this isn't so hard. Although given my history with constipation and there, that's why I shouldn't be allowed to talk to people online.
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(no subject) [Jan. 11th, 2007|03:30 pm]
I think several problems would be solved if I used "transfestunerix" for posting stupid, uninteresting information right here, rather than as relevant yet totally introverted comments in the comment-places and e-mail e-envelopes of people I suspect just barely tolerate me, possibly resulting from past occurrences of that sort of thing.

I used to think "people do this for attention. They want comments" but I realize now that some people don't want comments. Or they do, but just from people who aren't trying to bring the attention to themselves. I wish them luck with that, then.

This is not a "cry for help." Rather, it is an attempt to stop future cries for help, from me, from happening. So watch out.

(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2006|07:24 pm]
2006 in Pictures

""ARRRGGHH!!  "Ox" is such a stupid name!""

It"s so easy, too.  The turtle shell, for example, makes a great bedpan.

I think Larry King"s had a bit too much plastic surgery.

That is everything that happened this year. Or last year, I suppose, depending on your time zone. This is probably unimportant.

Aw beans.

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Enter a subject (don't wanna!) [Dec. 16th, 2006|06:10 pm]
Although it is an adjective-type word meaning something like "the most wonderful," I am still glad my name isn't Ichiban.
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(no subject) [Nov. 25th, 2006|06:52 am]
That's it! It's that! I'm leaving! I'm done! I'm near, far, over and under and through! You won't have Lenswot Transfestunerix Meepleborough I to kick around anymore! The next time I see your faces they will be before an army or at the end of a pole! Marvin K. Mooney, you may stay, because I am going now! Not only will I not be right back after these messages, there won't be any messages!
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(no subject) [Nov. 18th, 2006|06:56 pm]
I read not long ago that drinking enough water to produce a liter of urine per day is helpful in preventing the growth of kidney stones. I'm pretty sure I do that, and I haven't grown any such stones yet, but I'm getting truly tired of going to the toilet all the time. I don't want to let this out into a bottle, because that probably requires years of practice to get good at, and I'd always feel compelled to wash my hands if I touch anything that urine has come out of, which would be a definite necessity were I using a bottle. Unless I kept the bottle in place at all times, but that also creates a whole new category of difficulties, the likes of which I do not wish to discuss right just now.
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(no subject) [Nov. 17th, 2006|05:06 pm]
After travelling through great large places I tracked down the one person who still believed in me and told the puggard off.

Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 1:21 am
A two month old subject? Ehhh, I've done worse. I am going to say this as nicely as I know how: Lansprimfer1, you make me sick. Blech. Wretch. Gorph. I would be vomiting right now had I not engaged in orderly defecation earlier. The fact that you're the only person who gives three beans about my old coconut research documents makes no difference. To be fair, the rest of you2 likely make me sick, too. I don't feel like doing the research.

If I had known you were going to re-sort and split my things at your whim and then parade them about like you're Marco Polo returned from China with a sackful of spaghetti, I wouldn't have personally cloned them for you. Perhaps. They've been on my own Uncle Limbus page for a bit over three years now. It really matters little to me who does what with them, in actual application. In fact, I would make more new ones if it meant not having someone using a specific pose in a different context that looks stupid3 and then blaming4 me for it. But as jumbles of mostly identical little pictures with slightly different hand positions, I would prefer to be the one who decides what goes where. I could have made them more organized. Unless I said I wouldn't, I don't remember. But I doubt I said that. It is simply inaccurate to present them in the manner you have. As I made things when situations needed them, rather than anticipating crazy situations, exempli gratia: getting shot in the face5, individual character pages just look absurd and incomplete (almost as absurd as thinking a heavily marketed character like Mr. Belvedere can be "pee dee" but not an edit of another character like Kopiu J. Plimpton, and for the record Meeplesworth is probably as illegal as both of them combined). I admit this is a stupid thing to get annoyed over. It is also a stupid thing.

Though with all that having been said, you might as well leave them as you have them. I just felt like complaining. And now I have.

1that was originally misspelt anyway, but ehhh.
2them, not you, not as far as I know
3that was a link
4thanking me, actually, but my implication was that I did not feel appreciative of the thank, as the result was a product I considered substandard
5the link was to a page on which this was depicted to have occurred

Why did I do it? It seems that I didn't seek reparations; I just wanted to direct angry words at the poor fool. I think I was more devoted to my opening insult than my overall message. How is it possible I have so much excess rage? I certainly don't ever do anything nice, least of all with such regularity as to feel a need for counterbalance. I'm not sure if this means I only attract the interest of twits or I'm just a crummy, crumby, crumbelievable person. Also I wonder (not just now, but it seems relevant): is there anyone who feels this way about me? Is there someone who I try to associate myself with who would rather I didn't? And would I really appreciate being told, as I've tried to convince myself I would? Told like that? The crystal was shedding its light silently......
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(no subject) [May. 9th, 2006|01:36 pm]
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(no subject) [Apr. 19th, 2006|02:43 am]

In the dream the fat man had started posting on here a lot more regularly, once a day at the very least, but he was having second thoughts about it all, simply because I was posting on my own journal with nothing but descriptions and reviews of his posts. It couldn't have been more obvious that I was writing about him, particularly as some of my posts were word-for-word copies of his, except with "he" changed to "Ravensburger" and so on, but I still never mentioned his name, instead calling him "the fat man" to protect his anonymity. The idea presumably being that anyone reading would instantly rule out the possibility that I was writing about him. "It couldn't be about the fat man... why, he's not a fat man at all!"
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(no subject) [Apr. 9th, 2006|05:44 am]

I probably won't be making any new pages for an extended period, and I ask anyone who might see this if whoever that is thinks this is salvageable. I mean the whole of it, not just that. Even if no one sees this for three months I'd still want to know, for it is not like it won't matter to me by then just because I didn't say it recently.

This is a link to the most recent page, and while it makes minimal comparative sense of out context, I think it is important, for the sake of anyone who doesn't feel like looking through all of that, to provide some visual contrast to the first page, which I made almost five years ago. Ehhh, that page was almost five years ago, and then I made other pages, and then I didn't do anything with them for four years, and then made more. I look forward to anyone having any opinion on it.


The generous outpouring of support for The Adventures of Space Sandwich last year prevented my likely quickly-subdued crime spree at such a time, so I thought it would be worth trying that trick again before something worse happened.

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Success [Jan. 15th, 2006|12:37 pm]
My comment has been added!
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(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2005|11:23 pm]

2005 in pictures

That just about sums it up, I think.

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(no subject) [Nov. 28th, 2005|10:45 am]
I am going to link to this live-journal from some other page I am dealing with. Fortunately, I will be doing so for the sake of showing how useless this wretched device is, so I need not type anything worth reading now. The preceding statement should not be construed to imply that there was the remotest chance of that happening, however. I only came here today to type this. Now I shall leave again.
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(no subject) [Oct. 4th, 2005|02:23 pm]
It has occurred to us that when we made the update before, regarding the update with the instant message, any one of the then current remaining transfestunerix "friends" who saw it would not also be able to see the instant message it referred to, making the posting a totally irrelevant waste of time, which is just not what Live-Journal is about. Please excuse user "transfestunerix" for wasting your time in referring to the old message.
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(no subject) [Aug. 28th, 2005|07:11 pm]
There weren't that many visible </font>s in that instant message when I put it there. Someone is trying to make a fool out of me! Scoundrel! Know that I work alone!

August 27, 2007, 3:33am: I fixed it! I fixed it! Ha ha bah, if only I had observed the date. Anniversaries are important.
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(no subject) [Apr. 15th, 2005|10:46 am]
I wish my jaw would just hurry up and break instead of painfully snapping every time I scream at something.
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(no subject) [Mar. 27th, 2005|05:01 am]
I played Battletoads yesterday. I wish I hadn't.
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(no subject) [Feb. 23rd, 2005|02:14 pm]
What are those "what's in your wallet?" advertisements selling? I cannot figure it out from mere recollection. I know it is not actually selling the contents of my wallet because a) I do not possess a wallet and b) in one of the advertisements a man looks into his wallet after hearing the question and is informed that he has misunderstood. All I know is something about vikings, David Spade, Thor and an appearance by Underdog that gets exponentially unfunnier everytime I see it. Congratulations, corporation. You referenced an obscure subject in such a non-subtle, "look at how clever we are" manner in a rapidly repeating medium as to instantly sap it of all humor value. That might even be for a different product or service I cannot now specifically identify. This would make a good Onion investigative report. "Internet Creep Can't Figure out what those 'What's in Your Wallet' ads are Selling." That's "good" as in it would fit in to their schedule well, not necessarily that it would be a fine use of anyone's time to read.
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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2005|04:06 am]
The Adventures of Space Sandwich
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(no subject) [Jan. 25th, 2005|01:57 pm]
Liquid90: yo
Volcabbage: No
Liquid90: yes
Volcabbage: This is a startling development.
Liquid90: why
Volcabbage: I said no, yet you said yes. That is a blatant contridiction of my long held belief.
Liquid90: get over it
Volcabbage: No.
Liquid90: YES
Liquid90: .
Volcabbage: You're scaring me.
Liquid90: do you know who this is
Volcabbage: Does I know who what is?
Liquid90: you is
Liquid90: because i dont know who you are
Liquid90: i may
Volcabbage: You don't even need me here.
Liquid90: i do though
Liquid90: but i do
Volcabbage: Talking to yourself again, Graham?
Liquid90: hahahah
Liquid90: yeah, you know me
Volcabbage: That's good. I think.
Liquid90: no, youre good
Liquid90: too good
Liquid90: delicious
Volcabbage: I wash my hair with the Colonel's secret blend.
Liquid90: you would
Liquid90: you're such a faggot
Volcabbage: I'm telling the Colonel you said that!
Liquid90: you go right ahead, im not afraid of him
Volcabbage: He's more concerned with your chicken farm.
Liquid90: give me 10 good reasons not to kick your ass
Liquid90: one every minute for the next 10 minutes
Liquid90: starting now
Volcabbage: I don't sincerely believe that there are that many.
Liquid90: cmon now
Volcabbage: No, really. I deserve it.
Liquid90: how do you want it then
Volcabbage: I didn't say that I wanted it, only that I deserved it.

Why, it's just like being in high school again. The good old days.
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(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2004|05:49 am]

2004 in pictures

I&quot;m always stabby to be of service

I think that pretty much sums it up.

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(no subject) [Dec. 23rd, 2004|10:27 am]
Rush Limbaugh sounds like one of the Iron Chef dub voices.
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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2004|12:12 pm]
I hate the most recent Old Navy ads. And the old ones. But you knew that. If you've seen them, you probably hate them too. Usually there's some pre-existing bias at work when I hate something, but these things are truly so repulsive that I cannot imagine someone liking them, nor can I come up with any funny-to-me-and-clearly-no-one-else reason why I hate them. But let me tell you, as someone entirely devoid of maturity and incapable of responsibility, representative of the apparent target of the gifts featured in the ad: if I want a sweater, and I don't, I want it by November, because November is cold. No one wants a store-bought sweater as a gift if they're expecting a gift. Especially not one that's bright orange. You'd do better to give no gift and at least allow the imagination of what it might have been to suffice. Now socks, those have some uses.

Speaking of potentially not useless, I swear that in January, this journal is either going to suddenly have a point or continue not having one. I just thought I should let you know.
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(no subject) [Dec. 12th, 2004|03:24 am]
Last week I witnessed my mother being part confused and part disinterested by the "friends" page listed off of my sister's livejournal. Once I explained how that page worked the confusion gave way to total disinterest. And then the strangest comment, to me: "You should get one of these." Because I just have so much to say. In that context, it would be ironic advice to anyone, but this occured while she was staring directly at the ultimate rebuttal from friend Transfestunerix, no less.

On a related note, earlier today (this span of 24 hours, anyway) the very same person inquired as to the progress of my horrid flash cartoon and encouraged me to finish it following my vagueness. I'm glad I wasn't planning to.
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(no subject) [Dec. 4th, 2004|07:43 pm]
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(no subject) [Dec. 1st, 2004|06:06 am]
I have been wondering recently if I should use this journal, rather than updating a website that is very journallike, as I have been doing. Possibly do neither, impossibly do both. Right, so that's what I've been wondering recently. I won't bore you with the details, and I certainly won't excite you with them. Hopefully once I've decided I won't post garbage like this anymore. I will be able to experiment with new and innovative forms of garbage.
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(no subject) [Nov. 19th, 2004|11:39 am]
Do you want to know why I don't use this journal for journaling? No, please tell me. It's because livejournal doesn't use pop-up advertising. I wish it was more like tripod. Everyone loves websites at tripod.
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(no subject) [Sep. 17th, 2004|08:29 pm]
I hate beans of all types. Only jelly beans are remotely edible, but if I could have jelly beans I'd rather have gummy bears.
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Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr [Jul. 21st, 2004|03:24 pm]



I won't tell you again! Pay attention!
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