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Jen says she thinks I should post more. I -would-, but the things I could post about aren't interesting; "Got up, fed cats, did laundry, wiped up cat barf, read LJ, read Metafilter, ate, slept"... and the things that are interesting, like mini painting assigments, and story work, and business matters and game stuff, are things I can't post about because they're either under Non-Disclosure Agreements, or they're about other people who may want privacy, or they're all about people you probably don't know anyway. So I make a post every so often, when I think of or see or do something that's interesting, and the occasional strange dream or short meme that catches my brain. Actually I'm behind one on a DDM post, so I'll try and get to that soon.
Went to see Abney Park! And for once, the first time I've seen them play live and nothing broke or blew up or fell over or had to go vomit or anything. Awesome show, awesome music, Nathan's costume needs more shiny stuff and I did something really bad to my knee by just sort of idly bopping in my typical clumsy white-girl way. I didn't much care for the song "Kine" when I first heard it, but it's surely growing on me.
I am feeding the crows on the back porch; they picked up on it much more quickly than the regular birds (except the hummingbirds, who seem to know a sucker when they spot one). The crows make excellent Cat TV and it's neat to see them because they -look- at you, rather than glancing and flying off like other birds. I thought I might have to work up some sort of roadkill-feeder or maybe gobbets-on-a-stick or something, but they seem fine with a little dish of cat kibble.
Also, I now own one of these which makes me very happy. I don't know how well it will do; I never do, and usually the answer is "badly", but I keep hoping. If it does not do well I'm not going to cuddle and coddle it along like I did to the snarling Darlow's Enigma of seasons past. No pretty smelly flowers, Zeph, and you're OUT of here! You hear me? Actually right now it's just a twiggy bare-looking stick, but I have hopes.
Dreamed again of the red city. It is on grey rocks of a high mountaintop; there are twisted evergreens, juniper and cedar I think. There's a lot of mist and it makes everything slick. The city is clinging to the rocks and it is a great complex maze of structures, all made of polished red stuff which, thanks to Ursula, I have learned is known as "Hong Tze", and the style is sort of an ornate Chinese look with peaked roofs and elaborate carved screens. It's all one big connected warren of rooms. Inside there are rooms and rooms within rooms, hallways, stairways, atrium rooms with small gardens, fountains, restaurants, classrooms, dorms, shops, galleries, chambers furnished and unfurnished, courtyards, cloisters, great elaborate pavillion rooms and small empty corners where there's just dead leaves on the tile floor. Everyone carries two matched swords which are used in dueling. On all sides the windows look out on mist, and sometimes a glimpse of grey stone or evergreen and you know it's a long, sheer drop outside. There is really, really good dim sum there. The sushi, though, is sub-par.
Went to see Abney Park! And for once, the first time I've seen them play live and nothing broke or blew up or fell over or had to go vomit or anything. Awesome show, awesome music, Nathan's costume needs more shiny stuff and I did something really bad to my knee by just sort of idly bopping in my typical clumsy white-girl way. I didn't much care for the song "Kine" when I first heard it, but it's surely growing on me.
I am feeding the crows on the back porch; they picked up on it much more quickly than the regular birds (except the hummingbirds, who seem to know a sucker when they spot one). The crows make excellent Cat TV and it's neat to see them because they -look- at you, rather than glancing and flying off like other birds. I thought I might have to work up some sort of roadkill-feeder or maybe gobbets-on-a-stick or something, but they seem fine with a little dish of cat kibble.
Also, I now own one of these which makes me very happy. I don't know how well it will do; I never do, and usually the answer is "badly", but I keep hoping. If it does not do well I'm not going to cuddle and coddle it along like I did to the snarling Darlow's Enigma of seasons past. No pretty smelly flowers, Zeph, and you're OUT of here! You hear me? Actually right now it's just a twiggy bare-looking stick, but I have hopes.
Dreamed again of the red city. It is on grey rocks of a high mountaintop; there are twisted evergreens, juniper and cedar I think. There's a lot of mist and it makes everything slick. The city is clinging to the rocks and it is a great complex maze of structures, all made of polished red stuff which, thanks to Ursula, I have learned is known as "Hong Tze", and the style is sort of an ornate Chinese look with peaked roofs and elaborate carved screens. It's all one big connected warren of rooms. Inside there are rooms and rooms within rooms, hallways, stairways, atrium rooms with small gardens, fountains, restaurants, classrooms, dorms, shops, galleries, chambers furnished and unfurnished, courtyards, cloisters, great elaborate pavillion rooms and small empty corners where there's just dead leaves on the tile floor. Everyone carries two matched swords which are used in dueling. On all sides the windows look out on mist, and sometimes a glimpse of grey stone or evergreen and you know it's a long, sheer drop outside. There is really, really good dim sum there. The sushi, though, is sub-par.