James: The mice have eaten the spatula again. Me: I’m sorry. James: We’re going to have to get a new spatula soon. Me: God, I’m sorry. I’m sorry we live in a world where mice cavort naked through our drawers, attacking innocent spatulas and defecating wildly amidst the silverware. I’m so sorry…. James: I don’t […]
Okay…first wave of auctions up! http://www.furbid.ws/cgi-bin/auction.pl?alluser&Ursulav I would like to state categorially that the wombat beefcake was all kalluna‘s fault, and I cannot be held responsible. There’ll be more auctions to come soon–I’ve got a sad tapir in the rain similiar to the odd donkey, and more things based on all those great suggestions. In […]
Finally say “28 Days Later.” Hmm. Not bad. About as good as a zombie movie gets, I suppose. Not that scary, although the fast, rasping zombies were rather more alarming than shambling “Braaaaaiins…” types. Although, as with many horror movies, I found myself saying, over and over, “Stupid, stupid people.” “I know there are zombies […]
Speaking of market research… A temporary poverty looms on the horizon for James and Ursula, as the taxes for moving expenses finally get yoinked from the paycheck, causing it to wither and shrivel like a salted slug. Que sera sera, these things happen, money always comes from somewhere and we aren’t going to starve, we’re […]
So I’m hoping to take advantage of the swapmeet function to sell Digger T-shirts–the incomparable Ellen Million, who handles most of my merchandising, assures me that it’s possible, and I’m excited by the prospect. (Irrational Fears and Gothbat T’s will probably also be forthcoming, but Digger first) And that, O dear readers, leads me to […]
Our remote host is currently down, meaning no e-mail, and no website. But I’m not in withdrawal. Not at all. I’m not hovering, twitching, over my e-mail, like a vulture with a heroin habit that has just seen a drug mule go down in the desert. Not at all. Nope.
Well, that’s interesting. Acrylic ink, which I use for love of waterproofness and opacity and so forth, is indeed waterproof. Evidentally it’s not milkproof. I laid down some treetrunks in acrylic ink and glazed over them with white gouache. They weren’t receding as much as I’d like after multiple coats, so I went to the […]
Got back from a very good meal of Japanese boiled stuff (boiling broth, drop raw chicken into it, etc) with lintqueen who is groovy, and brought me up to speed on several aspects of authentic Southerndom, including what the heck a debutante ball is, and the proper usage of “bless his heart” in a sentence. […]
Politics? No. Gay marriage? No. Life? Death? No. Religion? Not even close. You wanna get people REALLY talking, the thing to bring up is obviously the Land Crustacean Who Shall Remain Nameless. Wow.