A Scrappy Serpent
The Izzie has been busy and not been lurking lately in Cyberia.
Decided to escape the romantic slushiness that was that wedding by attending a local Scrapathon. Booked in a good six weeks ago but it then began to get a bit iffy. Most scrappers are sentimental kitsch loving slush pots by definition and once they realized just what date it was, most of them started cancelling. So just after Easter it looked like the evening would get called off. Only at the very last minute did three people book so the numbers did add up
While all the others were busily cutting and pasting up slushy family snaps, the serpent stash of pretty pictures was notable by its absence. The only concession to happy family snaps was a sticker book with framed glow in the dark portraits of Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius and Draco Malfoy and a certain Tom Riddle in various incarnations.
They did not end up getting used as the theme ended up being "Advanced Potions Making"
Had acquired two big fat purple photograph albums from second hand stores. One was an old fashioned wedding album with black pages and thin lacy tracing paper separating them. The other was a typical 30cm square scrapbook album with a lovie dovie baby theme with blank plastic sleeves, pages of pastel papers and lots of slushy gooey baby stickers.
Decided that this book would be better saved for grander and more complicated projects. The blank sleeves has the advantage of being able to change the order of pages and to easily abandon ugly efforts with no trace of their existence
So due to the lack of planning, instead of churning out endless pages, just played around and took advantage of the very large collection of art stamps and the die cutting machines.
It's worth turning up for the evening just to play with these and to see what the others are up to.
Did manage to produce four or five half finished pages - the first with just a collection of keys, the second being the contents page had a background of brown parchment paper with mysterious handwriting, a long line on the left of brown 8 pointed seals made using a rubber stamp with a picture of a potions bottle next to each one as well as a steaming cauldron in the moonlight on another
What good is a potions book without any recipes? And what more suitable for that evening than a slushy overdose of Amortensia? No ingrdients list or preparations just a suitable background page.
Lots of love hearts cut out from paper printed with red roses, pale pink butterflies and some fluffy pink flowers. The only item missing was a picture of a Franklin Mint plate with a fluffy frolicking kitten
It was sick and disgusting and just the sort of thing that everyone else was doing. It was also quite amusing to let loose the inner pink and fluffy beast.
Needless to say while there was no television in the scrap booking workshop room, plenty of the people there had brought their mobile phones so they could watch snippets of the proceedings and drool over that dress as well as show it to all their friends
Also signed up for a five week felting class which starts next Friday at the arts centre which was once a lunatic asylum. So the serpent will be kept busy doing all kinds of crafty things
Must go online to get a list of required materials and tools for the class
For that reason will not be going to the next scrapathon but will definitely attend the one after and will be rather more organized next time.
Now it seems that Obama's birth certificate was Osama's last horcrux, will be no lack of ideas for evil inspiration for another few pages.
But that's a story for another day. But it looks like Pakistan has now been confirmed beyond all doubt as absolute Slime Central. With friends like that, who needs enemies?
While dumping of the body into the sea serves the purpose of preventing the fans setting up an earthly shrine, it does conveniently remove the main source of evidence
The serpent smells a dozen rats. But the only thing that makes the story appear kosher and not some Hollywood CGI adventure movie is that you would expect the Hollywood version to be set in some cave on the border of Afghanistan. Right next to the Pakistani version of the Pentagon is just too strange to be fiction and of enormous embarrassment to everyone
Revenge is understandable but the problem is that it works both ways. While one can admire the tenacity of the USA to go to the ends of the earth to find and destroy Bin Laden, there's a whole bunch of Iraqis and Afghanis out there who have had their lives and their countries destroyed by the USA under the pretext of a 'war on terror' and they might be just as persistent and relentless in their search for payback.
But what the serpent wants to know, did Bin Laden need that stash of cola potions - the drink of the enemy so that he wouldn't die of thirst while glued to the big screen last Friday watching a certain wedding?
Decided to escape the romantic slushiness that was that wedding by attending a local Scrapathon. Booked in a good six weeks ago but it then began to get a bit iffy. Most scrappers are sentimental kitsch loving slush pots by definition and once they realized just what date it was, most of them started cancelling. So just after Easter it looked like the evening would get called off. Only at the very last minute did three people book so the numbers did add up
While all the others were busily cutting and pasting up slushy family snaps, the serpent stash of pretty pictures was notable by its absence. The only concession to happy family snaps was a sticker book with framed glow in the dark portraits of Bellatrix Lestrange, Lucius and Draco Malfoy and a certain Tom Riddle in various incarnations.
They did not end up getting used as the theme ended up being "Advanced Potions Making"
Had acquired two big fat purple photograph albums from second hand stores. One was an old fashioned wedding album with black pages and thin lacy tracing paper separating them. The other was a typical 30cm square scrapbook album with a lovie dovie baby theme with blank plastic sleeves, pages of pastel papers and lots of slushy gooey baby stickers.
Decided that this book would be better saved for grander and more complicated projects. The blank sleeves has the advantage of being able to change the order of pages and to easily abandon ugly efforts with no trace of their existence
So due to the lack of planning, instead of churning out endless pages, just played around and took advantage of the very large collection of art stamps and the die cutting machines.
It's worth turning up for the evening just to play with these and to see what the others are up to.
Did manage to produce four or five half finished pages - the first with just a collection of keys, the second being the contents page had a background of brown parchment paper with mysterious handwriting, a long line on the left of brown 8 pointed seals made using a rubber stamp with a picture of a potions bottle next to each one as well as a steaming cauldron in the moonlight on another
What good is a potions book without any recipes? And what more suitable for that evening than a slushy overdose of Amortensia? No ingrdients list or preparations just a suitable background page.
Lots of love hearts cut out from paper printed with red roses, pale pink butterflies and some fluffy pink flowers. The only item missing was a picture of a Franklin Mint plate with a fluffy frolicking kitten
It was sick and disgusting and just the sort of thing that everyone else was doing. It was also quite amusing to let loose the inner pink and fluffy beast.
Needless to say while there was no television in the scrap booking workshop room, plenty of the people there had brought their mobile phones so they could watch snippets of the proceedings and drool over that dress as well as show it to all their friends
Also signed up for a five week felting class which starts next Friday at the arts centre which was once a lunatic asylum. So the serpent will be kept busy doing all kinds of crafty things
Must go online to get a list of required materials and tools for the class
For that reason will not be going to the next scrapathon but will definitely attend the one after and will be rather more organized next time.
Now it seems that Obama's birth certificate was Osama's last horcrux, will be no lack of ideas for evil inspiration for another few pages.
But that's a story for another day. But it looks like Pakistan has now been confirmed beyond all doubt as absolute Slime Central. With friends like that, who needs enemies?
While dumping of the body into the sea serves the purpose of preventing the fans setting up an earthly shrine, it does conveniently remove the main source of evidence
The serpent smells a dozen rats. But the only thing that makes the story appear kosher and not some Hollywood CGI adventure movie is that you would expect the Hollywood version to be set in some cave on the border of Afghanistan. Right next to the Pakistani version of the Pentagon is just too strange to be fiction and of enormous embarrassment to everyone
Revenge is understandable but the problem is that it works both ways. While one can admire the tenacity of the USA to go to the ends of the earth to find and destroy Bin Laden, there's a whole bunch of Iraqis and Afghanis out there who have had their lives and their countries destroyed by the USA under the pretext of a 'war on terror' and they might be just as persistent and relentless in their search for payback.
But what the serpent wants to know, did Bin Laden need that stash of cola potions - the drink of the enemy so that he wouldn't die of thirst while glued to the big screen last Friday watching a certain wedding?