Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

I don’t know who needs to hear this but an adamantium skeleton, tough guy monologues and cheap stogies isn’t a personality.

So it’s apparently coyote day and I don’t draw coyotes very often. Here are two older drawings completely opposite in character. Happy coyote visibility day!

1) honestly Master of Puppets and And Justice for All are ridiculously good. It pains me to say this but both are way better than my introduction to Metallica, the black album.

2) I really want to play D&D about now.

These things are not unrelated.

I FEEL A CHANGE
BACK TO A BETTER DAY
HAIR STANDS ON THE BACK OF MY NECK
AND A QUESTION HANGS HEAVY IN THE AIR
WHEN WILL YOU RAGE?
*low menacing growl*
*blep*

Oh yeah it’s time for Metallica’s BEST song and that way I can chill out to my FAVORITE Metallica while cooling down from air drumming along to the Awesome Part.

Currently the only person at work. This means it’s time for blasting Master of Puppets, which is neither Metallica’s best song not my favorite, but it’s still pretty awesome.

Hot take, “he was turned to steel in the great magnetic field when he conquered time for the future of mankind” sounds a lot more like the Silver Surfer.

normalize cartoony sound effects in porn #FWEEE #DOINGGGGG

has anyone played Caravan Palace's "Lone Digger" during a dance at a furry con, or are they forbidden to do so lest the obvious happen?

SKREEEEEEE
even in his youth, even in his youth, even in his youth he was NOTHING!
kept his body clean, kept his body clean, kept his body clean going NOWHERE!
daddy was ashamed, daddy was ashamed, daddy was ashamed he was NOTHING!
smears the family name, smears the family name, smears the family name he was SOMETHING!

I could be a girl, she could be me,
I could live more, she could be free
I don't even care, we could all be free
she said
she said

fuck you, asshole!
you homophobic redneck dick!
big and tough and macho you can kick my ass?
So fucking what?
So fucking what?
So fucking what?
So fucking what?

oh honey you know that you can (and will!) lick mah doo!
oh honey you know that you can (and will!) lick mah big fat dooooooo, come on!
oh honey you know that you can (and will!) lick mah doo!
oh honey you know that you can (and will!) lick mah big fat dooooooo, YEAH!

Fuck you!
Fuck y'whole family and y'relatives!
Fuck you!
Fuck y'little sister and y'little brutha!
Fuck you!
Fuck all the world and everyone!
Fuck you!
Fuck y'little puppy, and y'puppy dog, OH YEAH!

THEY LOAD THE CLIP IN OMNICOLOR
Y'SAID THEY PACKED THE NINE THEY FIRE IT AT PRIME TIME
SLEEPING GAS EVERY HOME WAS LIKE ALCATRAZ
AND MUTHAFUCKAS LOST THEIR MINDS
JUST VICTIMS OF THE IN HOUSE DRIVE BY
THEY SAY JUMP, YOU SAY HOW HIGH?

feeling crushingly sad during Marcy Playground's "A Cloak of Elvenkind." Fortunately the next track on this 90s playlist is RAtM and I won't feel lost and melancholy for very long.

Made corn chowder to use up chicken and a potato, made breaded fried zucchini to use up zucchini. I swear I never anticipated my meal planning to be "use up this stuff I got in a burst of enthusiasm at the store 1-2 weeks ago."

“Fin Fang Foom” has the same scansion as “red red wine” and greatly improves the song.

Not sure why I find salad so profoundly unexciting. I love fried vegetables, love kimchi, like cooking greens, love vegetables on pizza. Take the same stuff I’m happy to eat and put it in a TJs salad to eat on a workday and it’s joyless and grim.

Do things feel more hopeless now then they did in the 80s because they’re that bad; because a combination of stuff made the 80s look easier (dissociated for a lot of the decade, right leaning media downplayed AIDS, the Cold War, recession, racism, I was not aware of a greater emotional prosperity at odds with my life); because I’m now old enough that poverty, lost dreams and decades of poor political situation add up to burn out; or is it a combination of all these?