Tag Archives: angela costello
There’s no real heavy reason I used that title, I just liked it. First and foremost, I suck at updating this thing. Second and secondmost, I’m doing arts again. And writings, but I’ll get to writings. I had to send in verification materials to gain professional access at a couple of conventions coming up, and […]
GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! THE MOTHER OF ALL CONS! I’m hanging my artwork in the show this afternoon! I’ll be attending all 4 days, Saturday in costume while my husband has his K-9 robot there. Sunday maybe in costume. Tomorrow (Thursday I’ll be partaking in mostly industry panels and getting my bearings for the site. I can’t believe […]
In the promise of becoming more active on social media, I am failing spectacularly. However, since I relocated, I am at least trying to keep myself busy. Comic-Con International, the big one, the mothership, San Diego herself, is around the corner and I’m displaying in the art show (NOT artist alley.) Therefore, I’ve had to […]
YES! Somehow the University of Connecticut is allowing my University of New Hampshire student and University of Rhode Island alum butt on campus for a convention! February 20-21st in the UConn Student Union! Come see me! Buy my things! Have a chat! Bring me lunch! Seriously, it’ll be grand!
I just picked up Wil Wheaton’s thrown gauntlet. See his original post here: http://wilwheaton.net/2016/01/whats-this-guys-story/ Here’s the guy: I have only 150 words. And GO: Martin put in the glasses and looked in the mirror. “No.” He resigned, and shook his head, “I think the point of being a private investigator is looking far more inconspicuous. […]
So I’ve been on my second marriage now for almost two years. Unlike the first mistake, this one seems to be going strong, and I’m not at all worried about where things are going to take us next. Except this one time he didn’t listen to me. Now, I want to make something perfectly clear: […]
I was going to waste my afternoon catching up on Star Wars: Rebels, but I actually have to do laundry and pack my husband’s dress uniforms to send across the country. School starts in 2 weeks, and then it’s once again all downhill from there. At least I can say I accomplished utterly nothing over […]