Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Ahem.

A WOLF SHALL DEVOUR THE SUN AND THIS WILL BE CONSIDERED A GREAT MISFORTUNE! A SECOND WOLF SHALL DEVOUR THE MOON AND THIS TOO SHALL DO GREAT MISCHIEF! A SWORD DAY, A RED DAY, ERE THE SUN’S RISING!

that was a nasty little mood spike of "the 90s are long gone and I am old and somehow here"

I'm gettin' even more famous by the hour
I'm stuffed with pastries and I'm drunk with power
now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower

#drawing for Werewolf Wednesday.

“Ah, excuse me. Poirot was in the water closet, ‘ow do you say? Ettouflet son poulet. Fesset le guenon. Making his special Béchamel sauce.”

en blodiger arm!

Okay I’m apparently NOT up for “Iron & Wine” singing about death. Let’s go back to “Garmarna.”

Listening to “Garmarna” this morning has been great for thumbnailing what draugr and valraven look like.

damnit Robert Smith is making me want to run around Discovery Park and/or play WtA, again. Although actually I fess up I’d sorta like to play Changeling more.

It’s weird that someone’d have “I vote for Democrats” as a bumper sticker. It’s like “I don’t gargle broken glass” or “I don’t intentionally slam my fingers in the car door (and pay extravagantly for it).”

bleah, it's another "fall over and could sleep through the battle of Kursk next door/2-3 hours later I'm wide awake" night

Finished a #drawing from Friday and redid a drawing from last month.

YOU CRAM YOUR CULTURE DOWN MY THROAT
SAY I'M INFERIOR WHEN YOU FIND THAT I CHOKE
YOU FILL ME UP WITH A FALSE SENSE OF HISTORY
AND THEN YOU WONDER WHY I HAVE NO IDENTITY?

"So you're him, huh? The avenger, the killer of killers. Nice outfit! Not so sure about the face though."
#MovieQuote

"Each one of these is a life. A life YOU helped destroy."

#MovieQuote

yep it's Crow-quotin' season again *

"Whatchoo all painted up for, crackhead? Halloween ain't till manana!"

* by which I mean "some trees have changed color and it's under 80 degrees again"

Jai guru deva om
Nothing’s gonna change my world,
Nothing’s gonna change my world.

The thing where Sir Paul writes a song about a girl because he’s Sir Paul so of course it is, but I’m some variety of gray ace and associate The Beatles with Ann Arbor, so consequently for me the song’s about A^2, and I’m profoundly sad as a result. At least until the next Beatles song, etc.