Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

Try to realise it’s all within yourself,
No-one else can make you change
And to see you’re only very small
And life flows on within you,
And without you.

BWOOOONNNG
doo doo doo doo
(doo doo doo doo)
da da de da, da da de da da da
doo doo doo doo
(bweeng bwa bwa)
da da de da, da da de da da da

really dislike when I'm awake, and think okay, maybe I will read smut and maybe masturbate, get a serotonin spike of some sort, go to bed again, and my body's response is "you didn't wake up that you should get serotonin, you woke up because you needed to poo!"

"here's what really matters when comparing Trump and Biden's cognitive abilities" oh you mean "likely to be responsible for the brutal murder of my friends, online associates, family, and complete strangers?" 'cause I care about that way more than how either dude should have retired long ago. fuck off with that both sides are the same thing. We aren't comparing Kennedy to Nixon here, we're comparing Henry Ford to Pol Pot. Fucking media.

Just one #drawing today, CW modern style military and firearms

somehow the idea of Jurgen Prochnow as KaLeutnant Krunch (mit seine Krunchbeeren) got me to discovering just how many Germans have driven badly to the Das Boot soundtrack

which is kinda inspiring really

see if *I* were making a Captain Crunch ad I would either have Jean LaFoote ordering his crew to run out the guns and sweep the Guppy's decks with grape-nuts

OR possibly I'd try to get Juergen Prochnow to play the Captain himself

haul on the bowline the bowline before she starts a-rollin'
haul on the bowline, the bowline ho

this gets me to how you'd think Captain Crunch would be shaped like knots, like you'd have bowlines and sheepshanks etc. Technically peanut butter Captain Crunch is shaped like a Monkey's Fist I guess

the alternate universe in which Cap'n Crunch, made bitter by the loss of his leg and his breakfast, becomes yet another cereal mascot bent on stopping those kids from taking his cereal

aye, aye, and I'll chase them round Good Hope and round the Horn and round the Norway Maelstrom and round perdition's flames before I give them up! ARRRR!

somehow I got from "Choose Your Own CRUNCHVENTURE™️" through discussing that Horatio Crunch must've been breveted for a few years to singing along with "Hanging Johnny"

arrrr

ARRRR

ad: choose your own Crunchventure!

me: Let no joyful voice be heard! Let no stoner look to the pantry with hope! Let this day be cursed by we who prepare to wake... THE CRUNCHBERRIES!

* Hans Zimmer music goes nuts *

at least I've checked on a Zoomer I truly care about, so I can maybe feel *a little less* like I'd be a total failure as a parent. I'd fallen out of touch during the latest iteration of my life exploding, but was thinking about them all yesterday thanks to the holiday. They're good kids.

“This would kill a Victorian child”

MEANWHILE
IN BLACKFRIARS
IN 1879

“Try a steak and kidney pie, guv’nor? This’d kill a Georgian or Regency child, it would!”
*sniffles*
*wipes nose on sleeve*

Take a little walk to the edge of town you go across the track
Where the viaduct looms like a bird of doom as it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
You’ll never know you aren’t coming back
You put de lime in de coconut and mix them both together
You put de lime in de coconut then you feel better

one two three fo
Spider-Man, Spider-Man,
Does whatever a spider can
Calls the doctor, what’s he take?
To relieve this bellyache
Look out here, here comes the Spider-Man!

Brother brought a coconut he bought it for a dime
Sister brought another one she paid for de lime
Help me, I broke apart my insides
Help me I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me you make me perfect
Help me think I’m somebody else
You put de lime in de coconut and drink them all up

Brother brought a coconut he bought it for a dime
Sister brought another one she paid for de lime
Help me, I broke apart my insides
Help me I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me you make me perfect
Help me think I’m somebody else
You put de lime in de coconut and drink them all up

The realization you can easily filk “The 59th St. Bridge Song” to be about “send a dick pic”

To be fair, I probably didn’t realize this earlier because you can also filk the song to be about “shift to Crinos.”

#drawings from Friday through today. It’s been a hectic distracted sort of weekend.

HOT TAKE (again): The Doors' song which is most appropriate for Santa Cruz is actually NOT "People are Strange" but "Waiting for the Sun"

do NOT cry during the theme song do NOT cry during the theme song do NOT