I joked to my wife before seeing the new Star Wars movie that I would be crying at the opening crawl and it actually happened. So many feelings leaked out of my damn face during the thing.
I haven’t goofed around with animation for a minute. I figured I’d make one based on what I’m going to be doing for the next couple of days: drinking.
Our cat Mew makes it so we don’t ever have to set an alarm clock to wake up. Which is both good and bad.