Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Among other reasons I need a job soon is it’s an excuse to avoid Seder with my parents, an unusually grim prospect. If I ever get a place big enough I’m gonna have an incredibly Queer Seder. Lots of folks but NO straights. I mean it’d be nice to do the whole basically kosher l’pesach thing days too.

HOOEY! Rev up th’ Fellate-o-tron, Martha! *ominous generator noises*

#subpost if you believe that

@GoodNewsGreyShoes Ty! I really hope this plays out soon in something which pays okay and which I don’t thoroughly hate.

Colored another #drawing, trying to work on getting contrast crisper (maybe not successfully).

@robinhood *my* guess is they actually wanted a calzone and just didn't have the oven/knowledge to bake one

this has nothing to do with how I would like a calzone and don't have the oven/knowledge to bake one

@frost oooöööurgh

so far today I woke up, started job hunt stuff and filed this week's UI stuff, did a phone screen and more job hunt stuff, set up a second interview tomorrow, even more job hunt stuff, filled out application on company site (not Indeed) as requested by phone interviewer.

so I feel really DONE rn.

you know, I'd be all in favor of riots in the street to protest the sheer consolidation then overreach of power by right wingers if I weren't also pretty certain invariably it'd play out as antisemitism, anti-Asian sentiment, or both.

the natural follow up to Alech Taadi is obviously Mona Lisa Overdrive, or possibly Jesus Built My Hotrod

every time I have a job interview of any sort my motivation drops through the floor

some sort of primitive hindbrain throwback.

"Uddthrush just run from sabertooth tiger. THEREFORE Uddthrush earned right to take long nap and eat berries instead of knapping a new folsom point, thank you very much"

I wish I were one of those hypersexual/hot/successful furries you hear about.

Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi is the dramatic roll for initiative part that gets all the attention, but honestly my fave part of Carmina Burana winds up being In Taberna, where they sing about how everyone at some point winds up at the local and how it's awesome.

One thing I really hope changes if I ever get to move away from a relatively large street, is when I'm awake at night for whatever reason and someone on said relatively large street screams obscenities at whoever they're pissed off at. Wow do I not like that.

Years ago I'd settled on pencil => ink => color as easier than simply launching in and painting over pencils, and wound up doing comic book cut-and-grad coloring as potentially faster.

If comics use it, it's gotta be fast to turn out right? And if I finish art faster, that means I can learn more about coloring, potentially turn things around faster for customers, theoretically finish things rather than wander away and forget about em, right?

Of course NOW I'm seeing "block out big chunks of value, glaze color from there" is potentially much faster. Cell shading would give me a unified way of just blocking shading, work with lighter linework, and it'd also get me value contrast faster. I think maybe I can swap styles and still get the benefits of speed.

Gotta say "It's 3 AM, how could I shake up making art" is way better than "It's 3 AM and I'm a TERRIBLE ARTIST."

@obscurestar The original joke was going to be she tells him to put his hand in the box, and then keeps pulling it away so he flops on the carpet again and again and again. But that seemed like it'd be hard to draw.

What if;

You condensed D&D “races” down to 4-6 playable non human stat boosts and 1-3 special abilities. Str + Cha, Int + Dex, Wis + Con etc, options like extra action per round, teleport 30’ once per rest etc.

Then you let players mix and match and choose the critters’ looks and culture. And those were big non human groups in your world. Unicorns, frog-folk, 4e gnomes, primitive illithid descendents, draconic satyrs, whatever.

Even Our Pups Know that this is the Age of Apocalypse, Charlie Brown

Shift to Crinos, Charlie Brown

It's the First Ronin, Charlie Brown

Put Your Hand in the Box, Charlie Brown

#subpost AI will mean I can request my own personal movie where Marilyn Monroe is so into my brainpower that she's eager to peg me, but also she has eight fingers, is apparently Nichelle Nichols c. 1968, the plot's lifed verbatim from Some Like It Hot, and the backgrounds give me a massive migraine.