Sketches and Thick Lead (so thicc)

My dad got me a mechanical pencil that had a thicker lead and was able to write on wet paper. I’m not sure about the wet part BUT it feels like a natural pencil which was pretty weird and cool. If nothing else I got to sketch some stuff out. The pictures shown are a few of the sketches.

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Hoar(d): Typewritten for your viewing pleasure

[The last post I made had about over forty or so images so I’m going to try something a little different this time around]

I’ve been a little busy over the past couple weeks. I had a mid-term for my interdisciplinary studies class that was coming up which required studying, which required time; something I seem to struggle with at times (even when I have loads of time that I can use to be productive). I’m getting better at managing time than last year. Last year, even the year before, you could find me in my room, not studying for anything, watching YouTube videos or playing Minecraft all night. I still do that now, but I finally have my priorities straight.

Speaking of priorities, I need to stop spending money on random things. Today (July 17) I bought David Sedaris’ When You’re Engulfed in Flames. I have an entertainment center filled (and I mean filled) with books I have not opened or touched in months, maybe years. I have random assortments of items that I have been collecting for reasons that have been lost over time. I feel like a hoarder. Is this what hoarders are like? Do hoarders buy random things and collect them?

The Anxiety and Depression Association of America describes hoarding as follows:

“Hoarding is the compulsive purchasing, acquiring, searching, and saving of items that have little or no value.”

They go on to describe certain behaviors that a hoarder has like:

– avoids throwing away possessions

– experiences sever anxiety about discarding possessions

– has trouble making decisions about organizing possessions

– feels overwhelmed or embarrassed by possessions

– suspicious of other people

– obsessive thoughts

– checking the garbage

– believing that their possessions will be useful in the future, have sentimental value, or are irreplaceable.

I’m overthinking it probably now that I’m looking at the list. Still, there are ways for people to start out as a hoarder…no, I’m overthinking it.

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I guess it’s because I’m a college student living on campus. When you live on campus you start needing things you previously didn’t. For example, I own a stapler which requires staples. The only thing I staple is essays (and manuscripts on occasion) which I write every year at a rate which requires staples and a stapler. Maybe I’m not used to not needing things that I think I need things that don’t really need? Who the hell knows.

All I know is that I need to start saving money. I’m sure there’s an argument to be had about being young and making mistakes or something, I don’t think that applies to spending money. I could be wrong. Perhaps there’s something to the argument where if I buy things that make me happy there’s at least some value to buying it. At least that justifies my buying of David Sedaris.

Jeff R. (7/17/2017)

Hello Again

(This post was written on my phone while I was in bed. Please forgive any mistajes that may be in here)

So its been a bit. Obviously. College got a little busy and while Finals are over there is still some work that needs to be done. Once its done I can move on to other things.

The first thing I’m going to work on is a story called “Plank”. It’s a short story that reflects on, and is based on, various views that I have about……sensitive political topics. I have parts of a draft written on paper, all I need to do is type it up. I’ll leave it at that for now.

Another thing I want to try and work on is an autobiographical thing that I started on the Puk Comics FB page called “The King of Nowhere”. I sort of just started uploading it haphazardly, no planning whatsoever. I hope to actually make it presentable for everyone, and for myself. That I want at least. 

Thats all I got for now.

Stay optimistic,

Jeff Rodgers (5/6/2017)

2017 is the year I make stuff, for realsies (quick update)

This is a very quick update in the middle of the night. My hope this year is to make whatever catches my fancy whether it be video, image, prose, whatever I feel like making Imma make it. This new goal is going well so far. I uploaded two videos to my YouTube channel; one a montage, the other a…..skit I suppose. I’ll probably make more as time goes on.

I am working on a written story that is a little bit like “The Thing” mixed with “Cannibal Holocaust” (At least that’s what I want it to be). It’s going rather well, if I do say so myself, hopefully I can muster enough courage to give anyone reading this a preview of it.

That’s it really. Have a good night, stay optimistic!

Jeff Rodgers (3-2-2017)

The Struggle: A comment I made on Youtube

(The video I’m responding t0)

(The comment itself)

I am a writer in college and for a while I considered being a journalist. One of the main reasons why I never went through with it was that when I actually had to write a story for a journalism class I would end up not doing enough research and would make something up just to get it done in time. Going through that and seeing this situation with PewDiePie just makes me kind of angry that people are being this unprofessional.

What happened to just finding and stating the facts? What happened to journalistic standards? When did journalism become a capitalist industry?? I feel that America after 2001 got scared and ever since we’ve just gotten paranoid and because of the paranoia everyone is just suddenly out for themselves. Blaming people for this thing and that thing to justify whatever story so they can get ahead or worse make a quick buck from the ensuing madness.

I’ve been trying to keep a positive outlook on everything over the past two months but it’s getting harder and harder to do so with each passing day. From the executive orders to this stupid situation I find that it’s all just wearing me down. I wish I could go to space. Space doesn’t have any of the problems that we have here on Earth. You think that the people who are going to Mars will leave, come back, and find the earth just completely desecrated? Broken into pieces with a giant hole on the side of it? I think that’s what’s going to happen, and when it does I will haunt the spaceship they are in and say “I told you so” before disappearing and being reincarnated as a four-legged creature on the distant planet of Zeidon.

Jeff Rodgers (2-16-2017)

My Dog Died a Few Days Ago, His Name was Apollo

So we’re currently, like, a week into the new year and I don’t know how I feel about it. Last year was shit if we’re honest but this year is not turning out to be that great either (or the beginning of the year at least). Near the end of last year I found out that I have Type 2 diabetes which is manageable but still problematic. This past week I’ve yet to start working on my diet and get my blood sugars down, so there’s that.

My dog died a few days ago, his name was Apollo. Apollo was a black Labrador who lived to be about 14 years old (around 80 in dog years). He had always been a loyal and well-mannered dog since he was young, even when he changed hands to be with my father rather than my mother. He was always happy, even as his health slowly deteriorated.

I miss him.

At least he won’t be here to see Donald Trump become president of the United States. I have a lot more to say about that but I’m going to hold off for now…at least until the inauguration.

Jeff Rodgers (1-7-2016)