Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

okay, trying out a new soup recipe and at the laundromat (only washer's broken, thankfully - so I can still use the dryer at my place) I was able to read some of my book about canoes, like I would've gotten to read at lunch if I didn't need to drop everything to help a very important customer

WHAT CAN YOU SEE INSIDE OF ME?
WHAT CAN YOU SEE INSIDE OF ME?
Hands in the air, assume the position!
WHAT CAN YOU SEE INSIDE OF ME?
WHAT CAN YOU SEE INSIDE OF ME?
Everyone make their best dead faces!
PRO VISION L3!
PRO VISION L3!
PRO VISION L3!
CULTURE OF SUSPICION!

Kohlrabi, celery root and even jicama or beets are basically Star Trek vegetables. Like you expect them to be on a plate during the scene with the alien diplomats or something. “Captain, you’re not eating your SEL’ARIACH! Are you feeling unwell?” We’re not even getting into daikon and turnips etc.

Anyway here’s a #drawing from yesterday. Aside from halflings being very ECW I have no clue why the ECW uniform. I blame British children’s books for the idea that the ancient world wore plaid.

so my new idea is actually getting enough rest, and this makes me less constantly irritable, so I get to bill my landlords, parents, and employers for it, and I call it Sleep as a Service

what I hope is that after the nightmare of the next 4 years is finally over, we (those of us who survive whatever national crisis/crises Trump intentionally botches) will stumble blinking and traumatized into an age of actual prosperity, open mindedness and safety

Lately when I’ve been around small children it’s felt like living in a French ad for condoms.

#drawings from yesterday

Oh yeah time for Lords of Acid’s classic track “Finger My Taint (12” Thuddy Flogger Remix)”

*dances*

ungulates are characterized by a reduced number of toes and lower limbs with little mobility as an adaptation to running, so clearly the next stage in perissodactyl evolution is the much anticipated HOVERHORSE

#colored #drawing today. More elaborate.

colored a #drawing today - technically she's undressed, but I think she's SFW.

this is not a sitcom, where everything's all right
this is not a prison with terror through the night
don't, don't you go,
won't you stay with me one more day
if we get through one more night
if we get through one more night

Like they did terrible controlling, abusive, discouraging, crazy making, neglectful shit to me and they still do, BUT they’re not bad people, just uncomfortable to deal with and innately linked to some of my worst memories. NONE of this deserves “my mind is going and my whole world has been reduced to one floor of a two story house.” None of it deserves “sole caretaker for someone with senile dementia on top of my own issues.”

I don’t like my parents very much, but my mom’s definitely deteriorated this last visit, my dad’s even more stressed and frustrated which isn’t a good thing in/for a caregiver, and it just sucks they’re facing all this. And literally I can’t think of anything else I can do right now. I know it doesn’t make sense to be this upset about people I don’t actually like but.

"Goin' out for a while, do you need anything from Hitler Star?"
"Naw, I think we have enough Hitler in the house to last a while."

... probably in very poor taste

okay I am now sitting around naked except for a poncho (is that a mexican poncho or a sears poncho) listening to Uuhai but y'know I am willing to pay that price to step back from being really angry

uhhh if this video is trying to sell me on going to Mongolia it's not a hard sell, ya know.

new slang when you notice the stripes
dirt in your fries
hope it's right when you die old and bony
dawn breaks like a bull in the hall
never should've called
but my head's to the wall and I'm lonely
and if you took to me now
like a gull takes to the wind
I'd have jumped from my trees
and I'd dance like the queen of the assholes
and the rest of our lives would've fared well

"we cannot stop ordering from Taco Bells cantina chicken menu"

well have you tried hitting the bong less frequently I'm sure they're tired of you calling every 15 minutes

under the branch of the timber-bound tree
birds flying low looking downwards to feed
mankind's behavin' like some serial killers
giant old monsters afraid of the sharks
and we're in love with all of it
and we say what can we say
and we say we're in love with all of it
and we say we're in love with everything
and we say, what can we say?