Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Usually I wait till the next day, but felt like posting this #drawing tonight. Partly inspired by someone’s wargaming terrain and I can’t remember whose, so please let me know if I should credit you. Just in a weird mood rn.

ILSE: this is how Austrians say goodbye… * passionate kiss *

OBERST VOGEL: THIS is how we say goodbye in Germany, Doktor Jones! * lashes out with knout*

ME: wait, I thought it was whether you said “Tschüss” or “Tschau”?

#drawings I worked on last night.

It’s annoying that my recent realizations about my gender issues being hugely about childhood standards, not really about my gender, is *another* thing like “I have a penis and like touch there” “I hate my beard and body hair,” “I definitely like presenting/being referred to as female sometimes” which places me as some variety of trans, but *doesn’t* tell me if I should try HRT, etc to transition further. If that makes sense?

Breaded and fried some tofu, threw together sweet and sour sauce. CW food photo.

"the greatest knight who ever lived" okay yeah William Marshall is traditional BUT consider please Bertrand du Guesclin, and Jan Zizka, who successfully turned a peasant rabble into a force which fought and beat the cream of German (and further) knighthood - and did it while half, then fully blind.

Pepperidge Farm Cracker Trio? Oh you mean like the dudes sculpted on the side of Stone Mountain?

the holidays are here early, 'cause I realized "Horus Lupercal" has the same scansion as "Here Comes Santa Claus"

sunshine beatin' on the good times
moonlight racin' from the grave
string band playin' worn out honky-tonks
pretty young things goin' dancin' in the rain

hey darlin'! sleepin' on the blacktop
hey darlin'! runnin' through the trees, honey
hey darlin'! leavin' for the next town
less'n my sense catches up with me

high heeled lady spittin' at the nickerjacks
businessmen with a needle and a spoon
sure wish I had a pack of cigarettes
pack'a young girls goin' howlin' at the moon

broken glass and rusty nails
the wild violets grow
say goodbye to the railroad
the mad dogs of summer
and everything that I know
some men will do it for diamonds
some men will do it for gold
wounded but they just keep on climbin'
sleep by the side of the road
there's a hole and a ladder
a fence we can climb
mad as a hatter
you're thin as a dime!
go out to the meadow, the hills are a-green
sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream.

listenin' to "The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota" completely unironically because it's about a roadtrip

entres-nous, it's very true
the room temperature is higher than my IQ
but they like me more than Gerard Diepardieu!
How did this happen? I don't have a clue!

YT title "When Deer Were Giant (and Weird)" uhhh have you ever seen deer? They're just not as giant anymore.

I did something significantly adaptive and badass today, and I really hate how whenever I do adaptive badass stuff, I never come out on the other side as this competent ice-cold badass. I'm still this wuss who cries about cats and just wants to draw and read, only now I've also done [whatever].

Ever wonder about how Commissar Yarrick eats or wipes his ass? Like does he ever forget and accidentally stab himself while eating soup, does he have to explain “no, baby, the Ork Powerclaw stays on in bed, it’s my thing”?

it's raining in Seattle

chummer

https://youtu.be/_m_htq9w9CY?si=xJImrnvXBEoVdc_p

I hereby coin the term “coproptocracy” as a portmanteau of “copro-“ and “kleptocracy” to describe this incoming Administration, but you’re welcome to use it, ain’t like I’m likely to last long living under it.

#drawings this Saturday partly influenced by the constant rain.

YouTube recommended a short about “why do Star Wars vehicles have legs?” so instead of being suckered into watching five minutes of YT shorts I got suckered into drawing a dumb cartoon instead.

do you think Warduke would win if he fought Death Dealer or would they just bro-bond over helmets