Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

The other #drawing from tonight, completely different tone since I was feeling a little less grimdark.

"I am the god of Hellfire! And I bring you..."
"fire?"
"honestly, we do that all the time. How about;

GARLIC!
TO SEASON YOUR FOOD!
GARLIC!
ALWAYS IMPROVES THE MOOD!
* massive rock organ *
* jogging in place *

Separating tonight’s #drawings because they’re so thematically different I can’t imagine everyone would favorite both. Here’s one…

the Beach Boys with their hit songs "Fun, Fun, Fun," "Girls, Girls, Girls," and "Cars, Cars, Cars."

hey I wonder if spiced cider tastes better when I'm baked.

Seriously if your gender isn’t “charging/increasing my rent,” “pushing your religion down my craw,” “insurance provider” etc then by definition I’m pretty okay with it and given that I’m not entirely sure what *my* gender is, I don’t really have a place to judge now do I?

Being optimistic and naive isn't really an option any more, but I need to remember there *does* exist an alternative to becoming bitter, angry, and kinda racist tbh;

that is that I don't know everything going on or how it will play out, and it'd be a mistake to just cling onto *any* one viewpoint.

Thank you, KEXP for throwing it in my face again

Oh yeah, these old Dragon magazines mention comeliness scores! Let’s let a modified dice roll tell you how good looking or ugly your PC is! This makes AD&D’s weird armor class look like a great idea.

It’s Don’t Snap at Your Allies Hour again! Mixed with a not great family visit. Пиздец!

Well… they showed! So no ginger tripe, no congee, no turnip cake. Better than wires getting crossed tho.

My parents set up going to dim sum last night. It’s now 15 minutes after they were supposed to show, and they refuse to have a cell phone, so I left a message to check in.

If they’re not here in 20 I’m ordering congee with century egg and radish cake and other stuff they never eat.

But here are #drawings I worked on mostly tonight!

Last night’s #drawings, postin’ em now!

Hey kids do you know what I enjoy EVEN MORE than the exact details of your phone conversations in public spaces? That’s right, REPEATEDLY LOUDLY COUGHING. That doesn’t give me the heebie jeebies at all!

Master of Puppets is pulling your strings!

This is after a Bachelor of Puppets is pulling your strings, but before a Doctorate of Puppets.

#subskeet the really fascinating thing about the Beastie Boys is that their first album - the one everyone's heard tracks from several million times - is actually their *weakest*.

I really don't want to go back to working in a warehouse, I really don't want to work for Amazon, and as expected I really, really, really don't want to work in an Amazon warehouse.

then I responded to a reach out asking when I got my degree because they specialize in jobs for recent college graduates with "That's ageism, that's exploitative, and now that you've admitted up front I'm not good enough for you, I have no interest in working for your firm. Thanks" which basically suggests I should call it quits on job hunt stuff and get food.

folks, saying your job's in Seattle then asking me if I can commit to commuting to Tukwila bugs me way more than saying your job's in Tukwila.