Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Konrad Curze™️, Primarch™️ of the Night Lords™️, is haunted constantly by horrific visions of the future. But can he see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch™️?

* Eldrad Ulthran voice *

see, mon-keigh LOVE war. So they have the equivalent of guardians but there are militant nuns, non-nun churchy soldiers, really badass soldiers, really REALLY badass soldiers, and really really REALLY really badass soldiers, and Mechanicus soldiers. They're practically pink-brown orks with tiny fangs. Their entire species needs to develop a hobby, I hear stamp collecting's nice.

the taste of love is sweet
just like luncheon meat

when Ah was just a puppy
my mama told me son
always be a good dog
don't ever play with guns
but Ah shot a man in Reno
just to watch him DAH.

trust me being shot in the Reno is nasty, so don't do it

Gnome Expeditionary Fleets, packed with biscuits, and heading at FTL speeds away from The Gnomeworld.

Some recent #drawings which I haven’t tightened up. One is #furry and has nudity but the others are more my normal stuff. CW for firearms!

Wondering if the good artists are out there wishing they were the good artists

urge to cut loose with this really angry rant about the usual stuff

instead; I started re-reading LotR for the first time in years. I used to be one of those people who religiously re-read it annually. I remember as a kid hating the slow buildup and wanting Tolkien to get to Good Bits ASAP. Now I actually really like him slowly introducing this fantasy place, slowly suggesting there's more going on than just a wonderful hobbit party and a mysterious ring left from Bilbo's great adventure.

"Durin's Bane" actually refers to an unusually spicy, greasy, and possibly bone-in curry eaten after a pub crawl

background to today's cooking frenzy; my Mom's mobility keeps her mostly housebound, my Dad became her caretaker, I visit them regularly as mostly emotional support. Typically I'll go somewhere with Dad so he's got someone to talk to while out, then hang out around dinner so Mom feels wanted too.

Yesterday some of going places with Dad was getting huge produce at a farmer's market.

Today I roasted a huge fennel bulb, added half the big radishes to existing pickles, used the rest with most of the lettuce in salads for lunch and later this week (also used remaining shallots from Thursday), made a big pot of curry (not stuff from the farmer's market), and used the oven to use up a few remaining fish fillets as the rest of lunch.

#crosspost #repost

TBH the semantics are part of this. Instead of autocorrect my case example had been phone camera adjusting focus and F stop - profoundly useful, until it isn't. Call it machine learning and it sounds like a tool.

Calling it AI obfuscates this, makes it from the future of rounded featured robots which walk your dog and maintain your lawn, not from a present of C-levels cutting jobs, paying more money for your Adobe subscription, and of course environmental destruction.

in my dream I inadvertantly cheated on my ex, and we broke up again (we actually broke up because she wanted kids and I didn't, but our emotions weren't that simple and each of us really fucked the other up entirely too much)

this is definitely part of how my worldview has been shifting again, but I still feel terrible.

I really really need to buy more stuff from artists I like. It's not like the pros aren't strapped for money too, and it's not like I don't like art books.

I guess I keep worrying that now that I'm not constantly pouring money into living in a studio in north Seattle, car, health or losing work will eat all the money - something which combines the CPTSD baggage of "some adult always has a reason I can't get what I want and it'll be too much my fault or oh-SO-obviously a normal necessary thing."

Sororitas in the streets Astartes in the sheets WHAT EVEN DOES THAT MEAN

so I checked and apparently the primarch's name is pronounced "Rah-boo-TAY GILL-e-man."

I'd not only assumed "Roh-boot" but also "Gwille-mah" since an exemplar of honorable action who wears a blue uniform in service to an emperor obviously has to be French, right?

then, as the saddened Fellowship entered the forest of Lothlorien, each of them heard on the wind the ethereal voice of the lady Galadriel testing their intent, by telling them it'd been a while since they'd gone hadn't it, and how they really needed to whizz

“You know, dinosaurs really never ruled the earth. When you look at distribution, duration and sheer biomass what actually rules the earth are fungi.

“Welcome… to Mycelial Park!”

da DA doo da da dee
dee doo da dum da doodadee DAHHHH
#subpost

It’s really hard to take furry’s fixation on Lucario seriously because I keep expecting it evolves to Cornholio by visiting Lake Titicaca, and now seeks TP for its bunghole. Possibly indicating I’m too old for this fandom.

Yesterday’s #drawing

It’s cold and I don’t want to be here. Maybe listening to Garmarna will help.

*fifteen minutes later*
*wandering the bleak wasteland of East side in wide aspect black and white*

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