Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Star Trek III: The Search for Spock - Grissom Destroyed https://youtu.be/4qLLnzCMaZg via @YouTube

the "drop the invisibility and sneak attack" theme tune! Surge from astern!

#drawings today, rogue and fighter tackle an ettin (I tend to default to older style tachi and yoroi) and drow assassins stalking their quarry.

you may have lived through the 1980s if, *after Olivia Newton-John's passing*, you hear "Let's Get Physical" for the first time in decades and realize that the song is actually about sex and not, as always assumed, aerobics.

YES I KNOW MY ENEMIES!
THEY'RE THE TEACHERS WHO TAUGHT ME TO FIGHT ME!
COMPROMISE!
CONFORMITY!
ASSIMILATION!
SUBMISSION!
IGNORANCE!
HYPOCRISY!
BRUTALITY!
THE ELITE!

Have I ever told y'all about the time I was tripping balls and I tried to do the dance which ends the Fifth World and ushers in the Sixth, because apparently Shadowrun stuck in my personal mythology somehow? So uh... I'm sorry if how things suck now but suck without elf ears and manabolt is somehow my fault.

I am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed.
I am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead and bloated!
I run through the world thinkin' about tomorrow,
thinkin' about tomorrow,
thinkin' about tomorrow!

Whoa. It’d be over $40 but I could get tickets to hear Fred Wesley play later this month. I haven’t been to a concept of any sort since 2018 and I really like his stuff!

'50s NARRATOR: Even as Americans began their day to a bright major key theme, sinister leitmotifs were underway across the Pacific!

* five note scale motif with extra gong *
* baritone chorus *

#wip #drawings, a batch of barbarians, a confrontation between barbarians, a leshy (Pathfinder) ranger, and a page of Shadowrunners. This is what I did with my off time today aside from buy stuff to make naeng myun.

My eyes are bigger than my stomach here BUT I feel like I did an okay job of not impulse buying much at H Mart other than sigumchi namul (which I can make) and kohlrabi (which I haven’t seen elsewhere). Oh and tea eggs, and some of the big green onions so I can pan fry them like at this Mexican place I liked back on the island BUT ASIDE FROM THAT, and come on, tea eggs!

At this point you might be asking something like "how does a nice Jewish kid from Georgia wind up into Korean food without having been stationed there?" Strangely I got into it on my own...

My Dad's Army buddies were in Vietnam or sat that war out in Germany. So metropolitan Atlanta had Korean places but everyone Dad worked with was much more excited about being able to get Vietnamese food again after they were all transferred to Ft. McPherson.

I went to college in Ann Arbor (it's a story), which eventually had *one* Vietnamese place to several Korean.

My introduction was the local diner. In the 60s the original Steve sold it to a Korean couple who were fed up with working for UM and decided to run a restaurant. By the 90s, Steve's Lunch had gone to a different Korean family who continued mixing diner and Korean food. For a while they made their own cheesecake, which was awesome, btw. I checked and the new owners there do apparently only Korean food.

$5-6 at Steve's got me hefty portions of noodles, or meat *and* rice *and* pickled cabbage *and* sometimes cubed... what it was exactly, I didn't know. And bi bim bap? I thought I'd discovered the best food deal of the century, and it might've been, too. It doesn't hurt that I decided I liked ggakdugi and baechu kimchi pretty much immediately. And that's how I got into Korean eats.

You’d think, as a very small “a” anarchist, I’d be OK with the assumption that the government is not here to actually help people, but naw, it still bothers the fuck out of me.

okay made the difficult call because I had 30 minutes more leeway than originally thought.

prospective employer now knows Saturday hours are the sticking point because I head up to Snohomish to help my folks. He is going to talk with his wife, who's the accounting/payroll person, and get back to me later today or tomorrow.

Fucking scary man.

i've just been informed that "hazing coyotes" does not actually involve giving them Coors, Milwaukee's Best, or whatever else you have cheap and available then chanting CHUG CHUG CHUG while they drink the stuff

see also
https://www.myballard.com/2019/01/16/coyotes-sample-craft-beer-from-ballard-residents-front-yard/

once again wrenching off my glasses and going to one knee at the appropriate part of the X-Men theme fails to unleash a devastating optic blast, even while squinting

shitty future we've got.

okay, I went through email, applied for ten jobs, did some research for the two interviews I have tomorrow, am waiting for my only interview today, still need to do the really *difficult* phone call, procrastinated by cooking and eating lunch. Successfully did not break into tears listening to Thelonious Monk's take on "I'm Confessin' that I Love You."

* Morpheus hides pills quickly *

"Take the uh... right hand piece of delicious, salty cheese, and you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. Take the left hand piece of um, delicious salty cheese, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes."

LATER IN THE MOVIE

"Nobody makes it on the first jump."
"Yeah, but what if he does?"

* Neo takes one look at the yawning abyss, sits down, and starts chewing on his own toes *

damn, my 10 AM video interview canceled because they decided to take someone else. Tell me I don't have big gaping holes in my self esteem without saying "you have big gaping holes in your self esteem."

I have to hold onto belief that I can get something better than the last gig, and not get scared by people seriously yanking my chain like this.

vaguely remember this nightmare being about having to load and unload vans with no help somehow tangential to a dead body which my management had decided I *had* to speak to, and the very Mignola this-corpse-is-speaking part was the thing that freaked me into waking up. Feh.

I've discovered the quick way to throw yourself completely out of wanting to play D&D!

Listening to Peturbator ought to have you wanting to play Shadowrun instead in no time, chummer!

the point at which reading about Norse mythology turns into either quoting the Havamal, or singing parts of "What's Opera Doc?"