Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

one of the nice things about Seattle I don't think anyone would expect is, on top of the gigantic Uwajimaya in the International District, there's a little Japanese grocery in Georgetown, which is a very blue collar/grimy/ignored part of town. They have a lunch area with korroke, donburi, etc.

My interview was down around there so I stopped at the grocery store and got a spam musubi (this didn't even survive HALF the trip home), saba shioyaki (theirs is awesome) and an egg fu yung (I realize about as Chinese as I am, but I like the stuff and never make it).

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

#drawings today or finished today!

I still have mixed feelings about whether it's okay for me to really enjoy Dune/Dune related stuff or not ever since basically being told that I'm one of the villains.

Hear me out, what if you made poppy seed bride cakes or moon cakes and it’d be simultaneously very Jewish and very Chinese

What if you had a murder mystery in Waterdeep where something was killing members of the cult of Malar the Beastlord, and then basically you had D&D versus Predator turn into an excuse to run Expedition to the Barrier Peaks?

Holy shit, it took me til today to realize the “don’t, you’ll flood the whole compartment!””he’ll die in there!””die? He’s dead ALREADY” exchange was a literal restatement of how Kirk’s never really taken the Kobayashi Maru test, and Spock literally just did.

Less excitingly here is a big plate of noodles

of course that prior post fits into the overall self doubt of "what if, despite a universe which DOESN'T intentionally work in the highly moralistic condemning way I was always told, naw, I really AM just a stupid, ugly, vicious asshole?"

oh how COOL!

oh yeah it's my favorite Ink Spots song, "Maybe I Didn't Care If We Meet Again On Fire"

you know, the one where there's the spoken bit in the middle of the chorus singing

That was a harrowing phone conversation. I think between that and how I didn't actually grab drawing time before launching into job hunt today, I'll wrap it up soon.

I wish I didn't know the things I know so well.
I try to change, but it's what I am.
It makes me sick to be so mean
from what I've been, and what I've seen,
from top to bottom I am obscene!
it stands in my place
it spits in my face
it's shame, shame!

here comes that awful feeling again!
welcome the ugly animal!
I hold my breath to watch you swing
my high rope acrobat ball and chain
I'm not afraid
I messed it messed it messed it messed it up!
I've got my telescope head in the haystack
I'm getting TIRED of your dodgeball circus act
put pepper in my coffee
I forgot to bark on command

"Jodorowsky's Dune" is basically the documentary equivalent of Mel Brooks' "Silent Movie."

get Febreeze car! Now your car can have that Airing Out My Fursuit Smell! You'll feel like you're in the con hotel room even while you're stuck in traffic!

ALL THE ROOTS HANG DOWN
SWING FROM TOWN TO TOWN
THEY ARE MARCHING AROUND
RIGHT UNDER YOUR BOOTS!
ALL THE TRUCKS UNLOAD
BEYOND THE GOPHER HOLES
THERE'S A WORLD GOING ON UNDERGROUND!

The usual crankiness about jobs. The usual crankiness about fucking Amica ads; look, I already know you're insurers, and therefore have slightly less empathy than a lamprey, fuck off.

Really wish I had a cigarette.

Kind of want to start tomorrow by drawing, before launching into the job hunt. See if that feels better.

Whoo hoo! I have been inspired enough to plot out a short Dark Sun campaign, but then of course; it’s 2024, would players be interested in Dark Sun, which rules system would I run and where would I get time and motivation to run?