Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

#drawing faces from online photos, trying to get details right for very specific individuals.

"The Infinity Shorts," the concept album for my death metal group, "DöömBoxers," about questing for the magic underpants needed to stave off extradimensional invasion.

but hey let's cover up where I have doubts and hurts with a joke, then coffee and drawing, that's good right?

Like it's kinda weird how shaving your beard hairs becomes this grindy every day prep for work, but I hate having beard hairs so when I'm *not* working, and a day or four worth of distracted/depressed stubble is an option, getting rid of the stuff is like "HA HA, G'BYE FUCKO!"

will NOT reset my LinkedIn password to something like "Nidh0ggr" based on the belief that capitalism in general and LinkedIn in particular are well represented by a serpent destroying the roots of the Axis Mundi.

@green @Jssra omg look how cool http://abz-j-harding.tumblr.com/post/176831271171/bookrat-i-really-dont-have-any-good-way-to

subtooting @porsupah, music link

Veruca Salt, "Aurora"
https://youtu.be/XJrgTe625PE

What if classical stations sounded like commercial ones. “Looks like this weekend’s gonna be a hot one, I’m looking forward to hanging out at the lake reading E.L. Doctorow and ignoring my kids! You just heard THE warlock himself, Peter Warlock’s ‘Pavane,’ on classical 90.3 FM, The Peruque.”

#drawing from reference, with no underlying sketch. This *feels* incredibly useful but I can’t yet articulate how. Cw for tame nudity.

Okay what’s up with Starbucks playing Pearl Jam?

1) gen Xer music programmer desperately trying to feel they didn’t sell out, man.
2) gen Xer programmer utterly sick of 80s, fuck that, play nostalgia that was actually good, man.
3) periodic reminder of being based in Seattle
4)other (please comment)

Uh why is “Jeremy” on the speakers at Starbucks? Starbucks, are you feeling all right, do you need to talk about it?

oh yeah the point in time when I select food based on whether it has potatoes.

Apparently today started with "wow I resent the fuck out of a relationship that's been over now for slightly longer than it lasted" and quickly plunged into thinking I'm trans, again.

I'd been thinking I'm nonbinary and don't want to transition, for the last year or so, but then I realize that my entire personality was largely shut down in 2017.

Question, for people who know what I look like. If you didn't know, would you think this photo is another selfie, or possibly a close relative?

Today I’ve been unfocused but trying to better think through #drawing clothed figures.

OH WILL SHE TRICK OR TREAT? I BET SHE WILL
SHE WIIIIIILLLL
(Happy Halloween, baby!)
SHE'S GOT A DATE AT MIDNIGHT WITH NOSFERATU
OH BABY LILI MUNSTER AIN'T GOT NOTHING ON YOU!

either that's a really fattening-looking coat, or Billy Corgan has not aged gracefully, because frankly I expect him to put a lightbulb in his mouth and light it up. #neat #sweet #petite #SnapSnap

and now the point in the evening when, having put in somewhere around 2 hours worth of jamming on background check and required paperwork and emails, I remember that I'm desperately scared and having raspberry jam in the fridge is saddening because it makes me think of things maybe being better.

ruin the dramatic chase through the Bradbury Arms building at the end of Bladerunner by bellowing "TETSUOOOO" and "KANEEEEDA" over Roy and Deckard's dialogue

"So I guess aside from killing a batch of people and breaking all my fingers he was a pretty good guy. And me? I've got my Replicant and my own personal spinner and I'm off to Canada!"

aaand they all lived happily ever for about 4 months tops according to Bladerunner 2049, a movie slightly more fun than drinking O'Doul's.

Bladerunner/Build-a-Bear fiction?