Inspirational!

"The loyal dog feasts, but the treacherous cat no can haz cheezburgr."

If anybody needs me, I'll be a small puddle of goo.

Filming has begun.

I can't help but notice

They don't mention how/when the new Red Dwarf eps will be available in the U.S.

Smegheads.

The sun always shines on TV

Swedish Egil played this song twice yesterday afternoon on Sirius 22, and I can't get it out of my head.

I'll be in my bunk.

Streaming video of all scenes pertaining to Mulder and Scully's relationship.

Am I supposed to know who these people are?

Descent into madness!

And penury. I was laid off yesterday, and frankly, I'm not very good at using large blocks of unscheduled time in a productive fashion. Especially when activities that involve spending money are off the table.

The last time I got laid off I spiraled into a depression to the point where I could barely get up and get dressed and go get food, and after about nine months no one would lend me money to sit around watching cable all day, so I had to put my stuff in storage and live in my sister's basement. I found a good job in Milwaukee, and my mom lent me the money to move out here. I'd like to avoid this, since I have more stuff now, and the cat is still pissed about spending two months in a cage in my sister's garage...and my credit score hasn't recovered, and it's really embarrassing to try to explain that hole in my life.

The GOOD news is that since I'm no longer behind Websense most of my waking hours, I can blog randomly and frequently. It's occurred to me that this could be an excellent record of stuff I plan and stuff I do, as a way to keep an eye on my mental health.

Of course, I don't plan to do anything different between now and Monday morning, although tonight when I'm not-sleeping I might look through the old hard drive for my resume, instead of trying to re-create it.

Heh.

I once spent an hour watching parents when the lions at the Indianapolis Zoo were licking each other's genitals. I'd say you can't buy entertainment like that, but they do charge admission...

Cats.

I can't say this enough.

To promote a culture of awareness of mentoring for the education of awareness of reduction of ignorance.

Assholes.

Homemade stencils

Just doodles. I don't know what I'm going to do with them, either.

Sweet merciful...

I don't mind so much when the Cyclone football team sucks, because that's the natural order of things. But it hurts like hell when the basketball teams are bad.

This is, like, football team bad.

I'd pay to see this.

Congress Debates Adding Elaborate Dance To Obama's Inauguration Ceremony

My camera is back!

This is a damn fine picture if I do say so myself.

I hate this time of year.

Vagina "art" (NSFW--the textiles might be OK, but the avatars aren't). It started last week, and I'll be subjected to a steady stream of this crap until March. Ugh.

I could just refuse to look at any textile art blogs until then. *srednop*

So much for "slow as molasses in January"

The Boston Molasses Disaster, also known as the Great Molasses Flood and the Great Boston Molasses Tragedy, occurred on January 15, 1919, in the North End neighborhood of Boston, Massachusetts in the United States. A large molasses tank burst and a wave of molasses rushed through the streets at an estimated 35 mph (56 km/h), killing 21 and injuring 150.

That's fast.

NO!

I'm loathe to admit it, but that would make a decent block print, in less hideous colors.

Heh.

Two of my favorite things.

Mas Tequila

I am aware that these are lousy pictures. My cameras are mighty outdoors but lack the fancy lenses (and I lack the professional lighting and backgrounds) for brilliant macro shots.

But the whole point of the "100 different photos" exercise is to see the object in 100 different ways. And lousy photos can be manipulated into effective motifs for fabric art, which is my driving interest. It would probably be a more effective exercise if I was drawing the bottle from 100 different angles, and I'm thinking about it, but I've dropped out of every drawing class and I need to figure out why before I take anymore.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.