Finally!

Walking downtown.

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I kind of miss this sort of thing. Some people scorn them and act like they're trivial . . . I think they're valuable for exactly that reason. Not everything has to be a treatise on Crime and Punishment, and we can learn a little bit more about each other with our stupid badly-spelled quiz results!


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Okay. So I'm assigned to replenishments, and toward the end of the night I have to pull one from ZP112J. I line up the forks and slip them into the pallet . . . no problem. But the product weighs less than a wet kitten and is on a slip sheet that catches of the pallet in the next slot, so while I'm pulling it out it slides halfway off the back ( Read more... )

There was the butternut squash I carved in January just for the fun of it. I've also been meaning, for quite some time, to carve a turnip, and this year I finally did it!

( Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate! )

Last week - not this one, which was normalish, but the one before - was tough. I had a twelve-day work week, for one thing. But a lull in one of the blurred-together days produced this cartoon. I "penciled" and lettered it in black gel rollerball (glorified ballpoint) and the monkey girl later inked it in Sharpie.


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( I think the pictures speak for themselves! )

It's been a bit cold and snowy lately. I like winter, and I'm not inclined to consider -30° wind chill to be some kind of unusual natural disaster, but it can be inconvenient ( Read more... )

I, Mummy has posted what must be my favorite Batman.

My arms and legs are covered with bruises. I have to clip away the ragged edges of broken nails at least twice a week, so I haven't even bothered with nail polish for a couple months now. I barely get to see sosoclever most days, and the kids hardly at all except on the weekends. I have an hour commute in the early afternoon and another hour back in the ( Read more... )

It's been weeks since we mowed the lawn. First it was dry and the grass wasn't growing, then it was wet and the grass wouldn't stop growing. So I'm out there in the heat and mugginess, pushing a noisy, smelly machine around and trying to miss snakes.

From the back, toward the house (obscured behind the trees):


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