Month: October 2019

also, 6161 words on the new, new fanfic; I abandoned the last two.

Tomorrow I’m having a family breakfast! We’re going to have waffles, orange juice, bacon, baked french toast, tater tots, coffee, mint tea sort of buffet style. We’re expecting the kids and Alex.

 

There’s a video of a chicken jumping for some low hanging apples and her legs splay out like a cartoon and her fluffy butt flies up in the air and it’s most convulsing. I want to provide a link but my mother already knows what jumping chickens look like.

Yesterday I gave blood (they no longer take blood pressure YAY IT MEANS I won’t get refused again) and my blood pressure was normal for the rest of the day. la la! although my pulse was supa fast.

Today I’m going to rest, hydrate, breathe and bathe, along with launder, wash dishes and sort through my fonts. I know this sounds like complete bullshit but they maketh Word to runne like a constipated snail so I’m ditching all the dodgy fonts and using it as an excuse to make the font folder names eckshully mean something useful, like Uncial, Graffiti, Holiday, Fandom, SCHOOLDAZE, Precious Titling, Victoriana, Clunky Titling, Unreadable Titling because I’m Antisocial, Dings, 50’s Diner, Stencil and If You Can Think of A Good Case for this Font Have At Her, which I am doing by putting all the fonts together in one document, which works fine in Scrivener, ba dum kish, although, anyway, I won’t get into that. All this to say it is a project, it is as much fun as it is meaningful, and you can take that as you like, and when this is all over, all the nasty Word-barfy fonts will be gone and I’ll have a proper font book and be able to make intelligent design decisions much faster.

Continuing to work on dictation. It’s very weird, the mental gymnastics that are involved. I would speak of it on line but Wittgenstein’s poking me hard .

I’m going to make a sound booth. OMG I just checked out a $23 Canadian soundbooth on Youtube. Isn’t the internet wonderful?

 

This is a reverse colour image of human shin bone. I then turned it into a bead pattern. This is NOT Inktober, because there’s no ink.

This image is of my own hand, minus the thumb, with water dripping over it. I’m trying to go for a minimalist tarot feel.

This image is in honour of the first Inktober drawing I saw, of a lanternfish, but also in memory of the fish we had over the fireplace in our house on Oakridge Drive.

I decided to come up with a bunch of insults and threats around the word ‘taint.’ I know, I’m deranged.

 

Kick him in the taint with a Mexican boot!

Kick his taint into his gargle zone! (I pictured a whole animated ten seconds to go with this which was very funny, trust me)

Strain his taint through his teeth with a good swift kick!

Torque his taint to 1500 ft lbs!

May centipedes roam freely on his taint!

I shall freeze-dry his taint and use it for tea!

Cut his taint in two and make curtains for his asshole!

May frost dancers carve his taint with their toe-rakes!

Throw his taint to the feral cats / raccoons / coyotes / crows / ravens / eagles / vultures.