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Note: So, I have my ranty McRanty pants on today. This isn't in response to any one thing, or anything that's going on with me right at the moment.  It's just a generally incohate rambling of things that I would, in the future, like to be able to verbalize in a more elegant manner; and maybe shoving this out into the world will kick some better eloquence into my skull.


This is my body. It it not the united states of fucking America (America has a constitution. My body does not have its own constitution. Many people are citizens of America. No one is a citizen of me except ME.), which means your right of free speech and everybody gets to have an opinion don’t mean dick. So long as your opinion stays inside your cute little noggin, we’re fine. We’re cool. We’re even toasty. As soon as that opinion you have about what I should and should not do with my own fucking body pops out of your mouth or your keyboard, I have the full right to shove it right the hell back up your ass because it’s MY body, not yours.  


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So, [personal profile] bedlamsbard and I are going back and forth on twitter about Jeremy Irons sans pants in The Borgias. That was funny enough, but it made me think of this. So, yeah. :)


Banzai: Yeah, Be prepared. Yeah-heh... we'll be prepared, heh. ...For what?
Scar: For the end of pants.
Banzai: Why? is the price of cotton going up again?
Scar: No, fool - we're going to destroy them. And leggings too.
Shenzi: Great idea! Who needs pants?
Shenzi (and then Banzai): No pants! No pants! la-la-la-la-laa-laa!
Scar: Idiots! There will be pants!
Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh...
Scar: I will have pants! ...Stick with me and you'll never go bare legged again!
Shenzi and Banzai: Yaay! All right! Long live the pants!
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Thanks to netflix, I've been mainlining the first two seasons of Sanctuary, and it's been ok. (Once I got used to seeing Amanda Tapping with dark hair... and an English accent.) We have a cute premise (see below), a supporting cast that does not suck; and plot lines that, while not scintillating, are at least snappy enough to keep my interest after a long day. (Plus, there was a zombie AU episode. Can't go wrong with that.)

But... that cute premise gets progressively less cute the longer I stare at it.

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So, those are my thinky thoughts. I do actually like this show. It's cute, fun, and easy on the brain... so long as I don't spend too much time thinking about it. Which I apparently have.
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For my sis, because she asked, and because I finally managed to take a source shot of the willow tree that didn’t utterly suck. :)

Some background – this used to be a normal upright weeping willow. Some 25-odd years ago, it got blown over in a big storm. It refused to die, and has been putting down roots from the trunk ever since. It’s kinda our own leaning tower of Pisa.

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Figuring out double and treble stitches was a huge pain, until I found a good video tutorial. I can learn almost anything from a good written tutorial except, as it turns out, anything to do with yarn. (being left handed doesn’t help)

The yarn is left over from the extra long Doctor Who emo-scarf-of-doom that I made for the boy. Will post pics of that once I get around to actually… taking pics of it.

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I seem to be doodling a lot lately. That’s how this one started.

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Kinda plain, and I vacillate between loving it and being completely tired of the color, but it’s a wool/acrylic blend and really nice to work with. Almost too big to easily work this one at my desk now, and I’m only about a third of the way done. Will probably need another 8-12 skeins to get it to the size I want. I really have no idea what I was thinking when I started this one.

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I really love chenille, but if I had it to do over again, I’d have made something else with this yarn, or at least not fringed it like I did. I’d forgotten how badly synthetics attract static during a northeast winter. Also, not quite as warm as the plain black scarf. (but it is, at least, pretty)

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Customers:
When I tell you that your supplied artwork will not work, I am not doing it to ruin your day. I’m not doing it to give you a hard time, and I am not doing it because I hate little puppies. I’m doing it because I want you to get an acceptable end product, and the piece of crap (in this case defined as a flattened, artifact-ridden jpg) you have supplied me will not look good on press. No, really.

Also, I cannot just sprinkle some pixie dust and make it better. (Not for free anyway… my pixie dust is kinda expensive.)

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Kinda plain but it’s surprisingly warm for a loose knit stitch. My only regret is that I didn’t make it a bit wider, but I was still figuring the amount of shrink on the loom. Also, knitting looms are wonderful, but the cheap ones are all set up for large gauge stitches. Kinda annoying when one really wants to work with lighter yarns. (I do have a finer gauge loom on order, but it hasn’t arrived yet.)

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I’m off painting lately. I figure after the insane level of output I produced last year, burnout was inevitable. This doesn’t mean I have stopped making things, oh no. This just means that I’ve had time to sit down and really make a go at knitting and crochet. (The bit where I decided to start doing this while in the middle of moving out of my old apartment, well… I have have bad timing.)

So yeah. Right now this looks like a puny little ribbon that doesn’t know what to do with itself, and maybe it is. I’m hoping I can make it into a shawl of some sort.


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Once upon a time, I was a teeny little Mercedes Lackey fan. Forget the many different kinds of fail, which 14 year old me was blissfully unaware of. Forget the repetitive plotlines, strangely similar main characters, and self inserts that would make the kids on ff.net blush. I had just started high school and I thought her books were very cool, and the Diana Tregarde books especially so, and Children of the Night just the coolest thing ever. (A witch solves magical crimes and winds up with a vampire boyfriend. If Twilight had hit when I was that age, I would have been all over it. Just sayin'.)

But the books didn't sell that well (at least compared to the Heralds series) and at some point, some fans who apparently possessed a more fragile grasp on reality than an imaginative 14 year old decided that Lackey wasn't making up fictional stories about super powerful witches, she *actually was* a super powerful witch, or at least knew someone who really was a super powerful witch, and the Di Tregarde books were some kind of wacky Roman a Clef. Long story short, she vowed publicly that the series was dead.

So, imagine my surprise when her recent anthology has one of those never published Diana stories that my little teenage self would have really really loved to get her hands on.

I considered doing the snark and nitpicking on twitter, but this is a bit easier. So, I give you snark and nitpicking, more or less in order:
snark and wallbanging thataway... )
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Two versions of the same piece, because I couldn’t make up my mind.

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