To Sea Once More and Later a Microwave

[setsuled]

Last night's tweets;

Men trained with tigers easily beat cats.
Sushi endlessly rains on a paper.
Perception is boosted by many hats.
But it's never right to clothe a tapir.

I decided to spend yesterday downtown, so I parked on top of Horton Plaza's parking garage and finished writing the script for the next Venia's Travels. I drew the rough

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[bri_himself]

The sea is creepy; dummies are creepy; combining the two is extra-creepy. Though I do like the looks of that little room with the table and the hanging lanterns. (Well, I suppose every eerie place has to have at least one pleasant room. You know, to cower in, while the waves crash or the ghosts rattle doors or what have you.)

The woman-dummy and the child-dummy remind me of that hokey maritime story about the 'Octavius' - you know, that business with the woman being found in her bunk near the covered body of her kid, and the logbook saying that since he died she says 'she no longer feels the terrible cold'.

Also, that rigging looks like it should have a gigantic spider, too, if only as a segue.

And this is the spider I accidentally microwaved for three minutes with my potato.

And it didn't bite you! Damn. Though I suppose as a superheroic origin story it lacks...er, bite.

I expect them to be coming out of my ears soon.

Well, they can't all be useful superpowers, I suppose.

[setsuled]

Though I do like the looks of that little room with the table and the hanging lanterns.

I wish I knew the right ship terminology, but it's a common room of sorts located inside the raised area in the stern with the wheel on top, which I think is called the bridge. The captain's, first mate's, surgeon's, and some passengers' quarters are through the doors along the sides. The seventh photo down shows the corridor leading to that common room.

The woman-dummy and the child-dummy remind me of that hokey maritime story about the 'Octavius' - you know, that business with the woman being found in her bunk near the covered body of her kid, and the logbook saying that since he died she says 'she no longer feels the terrible cold'.

I hadn't heard that story. Interesting.

And it didn't bite you! Damn.

It was never close enough to. But it is amazing I don't get bitten, especially as I find spiders in my bed sometimes.

Well, they can't all be useful superpowers, I suppose.I think producing spiders from my ears might be useful in