We wrote stories here
Shiver and I have been collaborating on the same story for eight years this fall. Originally we started our first tale together in 2000, but after a couple years, we moved on to the current story which we call Link. Since we both graduated from undergrad, we’ve been a little less productive but we’re up to 5,793 drawings along with a few hundred stories set in this universe. The image posted above just reminded me to treasure this time. I’m more proud of this work than my college diploma.
Working together like this has been more than about world and character building, but about the friendship that evolves out of that creative process. I used to be a very jealous artist, but now I’m more concerned about sharing my abilities with another person and trying to make something productive and good. So this is just to say I am grateful. There is no else I’d rather have spent my time, energy, and creativity with better than her.
Thanks.
Image from sundholmdesigns, found at Ninja vs Penguin.
Burj Dubai World’s Tallest Building

This building fascinates me. I’d be terrified of entering it and looking out the window since I’m afraid of heights plus I’ve read that tall buildings sway on the upper floors.
The Burj Dubai tower contains 57 elevators, 1,044 apartments, 49 floors of office space and a hotel.
It can be seen from as far as 59 miles away and is estimated to have cost one billion dollars.
via Fox News
Goodbye My Keys
Ten years ago my dad gave me these three keys. Two opened the door to our house and the other the mailbox. I was fourteen and had been abandoned by my family to live with my stepdad. He had known me from the time I was two/three years old and I had lived with him since I was seven. However, we were more or less strangers because I was a quiet child that preferred my books to interacting with people other than my siblings. But then with the strange fates, my life changed into what I would call, “living like two bachelors” in our house for the next ten years.
I moved out formally on August 1st of this year. Due to the unemployment in my hometown, Dad has been unable to secure a job and has sold my childhood home. As part of the deal, I mailed my keys back. I feel that this is the real goodbye.










