Always tooting for th'antihero @Momentrabbit@awoo.space

Well damn. My ride's here. https://awoo.space/media/fX9FVq6z3Jqk0DujFNI

Woo! Work survived a few weeks without me!

... crap. Work can survive a few weeks without me. I'd better obfuscate more egregiously. <.<

we have been renovating our kitchen, and it is nearly done. i have never had, or lived in proximity to, a room that says "Yes, Adults Live Here" with quite such quiet, understated authority before. i like it, but it outclasses the rest of The Mess - it belongs in a better-kept home. #.#

meanwhile our basement is nearly solidpacked with kipple and my office is cluttered to immobolity.

balance in nature must be maintained. ;)

@Momentrabbit In the Grand Tradition, I'll be the first experimentee, of course. I need a scan of my right hand and arm to work from: can't build a better mousetrap until you've scanned a better mouse.

Having spent a few hours delving through abandoned Githubs and Google code archives, I'm now all set to do structured light 3d scanning: I just need *room to work in*, where I can set up the projector, screen, and webcam. A bit of configuring, and I should have a few hundred-thousand voxels of pointcloud to play with.

And then, of course, I'll need... volunteers. Muahaha.

::lightning:: ::thunder:: ::music with rocks in it::

Somebody, please. Either talk me out of tearing open the kitchen wall to find out what's wrong with the venting of the kitchen sink...

...or talk me *into* doing that before the now completed renovation *started*, a few months ago.

>.<

Going to be one of those nights.
See you in the morning, tooters.

Home. Rested. Finally, back in Canada, where I can get an indecent burrito at modestly-but-not-outrageously late at night.

30 minutes to flight, and Customs comes to the gate to grab TheMate ... because her bag is _too_dense_to_x-ray._

Yes, she *is* that good at packing. XD

As the sun rises slowly in the east, and our boat sinks slowly in the west, we bid a fond farewell to [REDACTED]. Nestled along the southern coast of [REDACTED]', where the temperature has been a near-Euclidian 303.15K, Hume ratings have been a balmy 0.9 +/- 0.2, and the moon has [REDACTED] side-saddle on a motorcycle [EXPUNGED] unlimited buffet [DATA CORRUPT] never thought we'd be so glad to see a horse in a clown-car. https://awoo.space/media/1EBIl6HLgmeYcVMdxWM

It's been lovely, but there's work to be done.

Back home tomorrow; find out what state the house is, prioritize what I can, trash what I need to abandon. I may be unable to let go of all my troubles, but at least I can physically eliminate the stuff I'll never get around to. Out of face, out of mind.

So, what games do the cool kids play these days?

Kind of like how some dual-hotend designs are beginning to resemble V8s.
https://www.thingiverse.com/thing:1234779

Rabbit was a whim, a species change almost two and a half decades ago on a MUD - and it stuck. I've tried other species: they're fun to explore, and shapeshifting's always a neat trick. But at the end of the day, residual self image is Rabbit. On the Rabbit scale of coolness (Bunny<Rabbit<Hare), I used to believe I was a rabbit striving to be a hare: which was, of course, my insecurity around just being a bunny.

The difference? Bunnies need people.

I can be... 'needy'.

Identity is a process.

Day 2.

Solar radiation's high - uv's 11+ if you can see, and for all I know the same if you can't. Star's mainsequence, G2IV maybe? Hard to get data, locallized EM disruptions seem to strike unpredictably. Last alert we got out of the environmental analyzer boilled down to "don't drink the water" - er. Pardon the pun.

Fortunately, the locals have developed a purification scheme involving fermentation and evaporation. Mixed with the local coffee analogue, quite palatable.