Have HTML, will... be a dork.
So I had an HTML class, and now I have meager skills, and thus... Kat decides to make a character shrine.
Mary's got Steph and Jason totally covered, and thus I only have to decide between four or five characters I love enough to enshrine.
I picked Adeline Kane, because she is the least-known and least-loved of my favorites. My lowly and very new abilities are not worthy of her utter coolness, but it looks like I'm the best she's going to get. Which is kind of sad. She deserves better than me.
And if anyone comments on this post asking who Adeline is, I rest my case. And then I roll my eyes to the heavens and smack the offender.
P.S. Why won't these pictures load!?! I have nice scans of Adeline and I want to put them in and I can't see any obvious problems in my coding, so why won't they load?!?
P.P.S. God, I love summer sometimes. I thank you, Father, for the opportunity to do things like eat nothing but ripe, red, wonderful strawberries for breakfast. Or fresh-picked blueberries. Or gloriously juicy peaches. Or sweet Bing cherries, and then tie the stem in a knot with my tongue. Or fuzzy, yummy nectarines.
Mmmm, summer in the South. With air conditioning.
Mary's got Steph and Jason totally covered, and thus I only have to decide between four or five characters I love enough to enshrine.
I picked Adeline Kane, because she is the least-known and least-loved of my favorites. My lowly and very new abilities are not worthy of her utter coolness, but it looks like I'm the best she's going to get. Which is kind of sad. She deserves better than me.
And if anyone comments on this post asking who Adeline is, I rest my case. And then I roll my eyes to the heavens and smack the offender.
P.S. Why won't these pictures load!?! I have nice scans of Adeline and I want to put them in and I can't see any obvious problems in my coding, so why won't they load?!?
P.P.S. God, I love summer sometimes. I thank you, Father, for the opportunity to do things like eat nothing but ripe, red, wonderful strawberries for breakfast. Or fresh-picked blueberries. Or gloriously juicy peaches. Or sweet Bing cherries, and then tie the stem in a knot with my tongue. Or fuzzy, yummy nectarines.
Mmmm, summer in the South. With air conditioning.