Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Thought; to be loved is the greatest thing in the world. The second greatest is probably being unhurried.

Herr Mannelig, only he accepts the troll woman’s offer and his immense half troll brood rule for decades afterwards from their oaken throne in Birka, wielding twin Dane-axes in battle.

Being this old, I've seen things and felt truly deeply in this historical context which wouldn't be emotionally significant to a lot of my younger friends and what's I guess normal is that they weren't especially more noteworthy than anyone else's childhood.

Here's why the US might never have a Gen X president!

* tiny tiny generation

* the alternative to Desantis is Democrats who largely resemble top echelons of Soviet leadership during the early 80s

* limited appeal of speeches which reference Star Wars, Monty Python and The Crow

oh no, just browsing furry art I found a picture of someone's fox character in a stillsuit and so now it's time for more Duneposting.

do not get too close. as he approaches the sand will engulf you. wait till the head of the worm passes then go, quickly.
#mmmmmShaiHulud

#drawing today, kind of a Scouring of the Shire sort of deal. Two halflings rush past where a third is parrying a human sized opponent’s weapon and stabbing with her off hand.

and they're only gonna change this place
by killing everybody in the human race
and they would kill me for a cigarette
but I don't even want to die just yet.

Sooooo not interested in talking to my folks tonight or seeing them this weekend. Not after last weekend.

AI "art" could potentially be sold as a cool TTRPG tool - generate not especially perfect or salable portraits, but that's okay, you're just showing players what the NPCs look like. Yes, that replaces stuff I've been commissioned to do in the past and it makes me pucker.

This unsurprisingly is completely lost in all the whole I AM A MASTER ARTIST FOR FEEDING WORDS INTO THIS PROGRAM WAY OF THE FUTURE CHEAP OUT ON HIRING AN ACTUAL PERSON.

y'know, out of all the people I disagree with, the leftists usually come across as 9 parts usually benign or even enlightened sounding words to 1 part action of any sort, and about the worst part is some persistent antisemitism

which is honestly pretty benign by comparison to how conservatives are 5 parts words usually about fucking with someone else's survival or liberty, to 5 parts action, when the action in question is
* voting willingly for something which directly threatens others' survival and liberty
* throwing money at politicians and churches which directly threaten others' survival and liberty
* straight up trying to kill or repress others

so you can kinda see where my bias lies

Some far rougher #drawings from last Friday, it’s been a sparse week. Dwarves versus a dragon toad; a half orc cleric magically binds a non corporeal undead; centaur and armored human women fighters. (Again, the face paint on the centaur is Elmore inspired. He kinda left a big impression.)

#drawings from Wednesday, anthro orcas, and DnD “scarecrows” that became part of (worksafe) autumn themed pinup art. I was trying to be Larry Elmore here.

Checking around from morbid curiosity;

2021 Jeff Bezos’ income was 1,681,840

2021 GDP for some minor third world nowheres;
Australia; 1,542,660
Brazil; 1,608,981
Canada; 1,990,761
France; 2,937,472

I’ve been realizing today that, if “nobody actually wants to make mistakes” can make me feel terrible on its own, and made me vulnerable to/assume “some angry adult is about to tell me how fucking stupid and worthless I am, possibly at top volume several inches from my face,”

Someone watching me like a hawk, jumping on my mistakes, and their choice of “you need to” phrasing, is *of itself* uncomfortable even if the expected harangue about my stupidity isn’t intended and therefore never arrives.

I mean why throw money at actual not wonderfully well off humans with dreams and bills, when you could instead throw money at some big company and their neo-feudal barons like everything else in this rotten society?

Today so far has really felt like living in someone else’s desires.

This is going to sound weird, but I actually think working from home meant I exercised better, possibly ate better, and possibly saved more money on coffee shops (having them closed much of that time means it's hard to compare to "I want a place to sit out the worst traffic/I want to do something before I go home and round out the day").

The odd thought I may be demanding too much out of my drawings.

A building is torched. All that is left is ashes. I used to think that was true of everything - families, friends, feelings. But now I know, if two people own enough eyeliner and Bauhaus albums, nothing can keep them apart.

Sometimes it rains inside my head
till the words run dry
walls are breathing, hands are reaching up
to touch my thighs
no they don't have to take you away
no they don't have to take you away