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Buddy of DoQ: Thoughts on Life, Machinima, and Everything
Buddy of DoQ: Thoughts on Life, Machinima, and Everything
New video up! 
Wednesday, August 26, 2009, 08:20 PM - Life
Posted by Buddy of DoQ

Gwendolyn Day Mayberry 8/26/09 from Brian Mayberry.

Sonogram of my daughter at roughly 34 weeks.

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Gwenny's Getting BIG! 
Wednesday, July 15, 2009, 11:33 PM - Life
Posted by Buddy of DoQ
She's weighing in at 2lbs 8oz, and is really filling out. You can see a huge difference between this and the last ultrasound. Less alien and more epic cute baby girl!

And just look at this nonsense. She's gotten a nice grip of her huge 2in foot!

In other news, I finally got around to playing Fallout 3. Steam had a 50% off sale a couple of weekends ago and I slowly waded my way through the wastelands to total and complete victory. Last I checked I had over 9000 positive karma for the Paragon rank. Finished the main quest and putting it aside for now. I might pick up the DLC one of these days, but for now I am quite satisfied with my awesome romp through the wastes of DC. I must say, this game had one of the greatest opening sequences I've ever played. Not just saying that because births are at the fore-front of my thoughts either! Highly, highly recommended.
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It's a Girl! 
Wednesday, June 3, 2009, 03:37 PM - Life
Posted by Buddy of DoQ
And, now we know!




More Face-bits

Frankly, I'm stoked. It's even more exciting than that time we told our mothers we loved them from the first MFF awards podium, Makies in hand.
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Apples, Cupcakes, Pickles, and Ice Water (From Sonic)! 
Friday, May 29, 2009, 11:26 AM - Life
Posted by Buddy of DoQ
It's been a couple of months since my last blog-o-update and frankly, it only seems to me like just the other day. That's just the way things are when your life gets (lovingly) turned on it's head.

Thanks to the miracle of modern incompetent taxpayer-run insurance companies, we still don't know what this is, other than it's 5 moths along, and absolutely precious:

We'll be finding out next week, come hell or broken water. Meanwhile, here's a hearty heartbeat:

As for Machinima related oddities, I've been a bit slack on my New Years resolution, but if I had even the slightest inclination of the events to come this year, I never would have made it. To counter-balance things, Mommy-to-be and I made a pact to pick our creative lives back up before the baby is due, and have something to show before we have to settle down again this fall. For me that means having something worth showing in NYC. For her, I think it means having an outline or very rough-draft for the next Great American Novel.

I just printed out 60 pages of storyboard blanks, and am currently modeling the main character for a yet to be announced project. I'm being very careful to keep this one very manageable, frankly I'm more than a bit fed-up with having unfinished projects.
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On the Awesomeness of Beards 
Monday, March 9, 2009, 04:12 PM - Life
Posted by Buddy of DoQ

Beards are a symbol of haggard manliness, and both men and women admire them equally. Without a beard, a man can never achieve anything more than just being some guy, or worse, an upstanding citizen. Yikes! Some men grow beards at rates that rival the ebb and flow of passing seconds; (see my father) others like myself require many weeks to acquire proper coverage. As awesome as beards are, sometimes they just need to go, to make way for a better, stronger… a beard that you swear will be keep neat this next go at it (or when it’s time to visit grandmother).

That’s where razors come in. Razors are very sharp slabs of steel that us men scrape across our faces. Of course, this is neither safe nor sane (fashion and taste, not withstanding), and is therefore a perfect pastime for us men! Sometimes, we slice our faces open a tad, but that’s okay! A cut or scrape across the face is good practice for the inevitable slaps or punches we receive as part of the natural course of conversation with women or the police. Plus, they can leave scars, and everyone knows chicks dig scars! Sometimes though, you just want a clean smooth, and hassle free shave; especially if you’re one of those poor saps that has a suit and tie job.

For years, I’ve just used the pseudo-standard Mach 3. They sent it to me on my 18th birthday, a marketing ploy designed to engage my newfound legal manliness. They figured if I used their fancy and awesomely named razor that I would be apt to buy replacement blades for all time. They were pretty much correct in this scheme since it worked! At least until I was able to grow an even beard, discovered the electric beard trimmer, and could maintain a constant haggard for months at time. Sadly, I left this trimmer behind during my last move, and as each week went by, my beard grew more and more unwieldy. Soon, as alluring as it was, and as irresistible as it made me, the beard began to interfere. It had to go, one way or the another.

But alas, where is my Mach 3? I had gone haggard for so long, that I no longer kept up with it. It had slipped away, most likely in a duffle or back pack stuffed in a box… somewhere… Digging in the bathroom yielded a hot-pink item of curiosity. I knew that women needed to shave from time to time, but paid it no mind since they generally keep themselves in a timeless state of lovely that one forgets the hours the take to primp and prune themselves. But here was this tool for shaving, stashed and hidden away on my girlfriend’s side, that I had never seen the likes of. It had 3 blades much like my Mach 3, but the head was wider, and swiveled. It had “comfort” strips to keep the skin smooth and protected from blood-letting nicks. It may have been hot pink and named after a Roman goddess, but it was the only option I had!

And you know something? It was the best, closest, and smoothest shave I have ever had.

Behold, my new razor of choice:

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