Sat, Mar. 8th, 2014 | 07:59 pm ℻ 732.3394
Was there an earthquake or not?
Wed, Mar. 5th, 2014 | 08:37 pm ℻ 732.3394
The sanctions against Russia that I'm hearing the prez announce... Does that mean lj is going away?
It may be viewed as a pity little thing because there are so many other blogging services available to bloggers here in the states, but WTF?! I've been using lj since 2004 and am quite loyal to to them despite the multiple accounts with various other blogging services (blogger, wordpress, myspace, &c.)
Maybe I'm just jumping the gun but I'm gonna try to be optimistic of any back lashing Obama sanctions may have on me.
Tue, Mar. 4th, 2014 | 10:12 pm ℻ 732.3394
someody please help.
BEEN LISTENING to Future islands' video OF "Seasons (I've been waiting on you)
I'M PUkining my brains out. It's the alcohol. but that's reduntant. Is this song a hit or what? catch the Letterman performance!
WTF? And the lyrics. So blasé. OPEN TO INTERPRETATION, and if you've been reading "me" you'd know.
It's like, have they been reading my blog? ANYWAYS, great tune.
Sun, Feb. 23rd, 2014 | 09:06 am ℻ 732.3394
Recently I downloaded Xabber for my phone. Its an instant messaging app very much like how AIM and lCQ work. The only difference is that it is compatible with livejournal.
It's pretty cool in that all my lj user friends are automatically added. What sucks, however, is nobody uses the instant message feature livejournal.com has to offer, other than Frank the goat. I guess I can make it a project to search out ljers that are so gung-ho about blogging this way that they have found a níche for themselves using IM messaging. The big question is: will it turn out to be a tech savvy group of nerds, or will I find a writing Comm that keeps close ties with each other this way too?
( it's weird too, becauseCollapse )
Fri, Jan. 31st, 2014 | 03:50 pm ℻ 732.3394
yesterday felt like Wednesday. Had a crazy dream last night that my manual typewriter was really electric and I found myself fixing a loose wire on it.
Wed, Jan. 29th, 2014 | 10:26 pm ℻ 732.3394
29th January, 2014 © blanket sin – "stateoftheunion"
Did anybody notice how red in the face John Boehner was during Obama's State of the Union address? Maybe it was the network, but the skin tone in his face contrasted against the prez as well as the vice-prez. He looked steaming mad. I thought his face was going to explode any moment.
Regardless of all the encouraging good things that the prez said yesterday, are we to believe that Americans really accept an administration in the white house in which the Speaker of the House sports such a sour expression? That is nonsense. It's like telling Americans that their government consists of such opposing law makers that they should get used to living in a country that is screwed.
If there ever was an anti-christ, nobody could portray him better than our current prez. He's got the horns that goes with the job too. Just once I'd like to see him raise his hand in tribute to the heavy metal sign of the horns while on camera. I wish I was able to come up with a caption for this mess. I slaved over this for about 3-1/2 hours using my left hand and the few writing instruments available at work. I had at my disposal red, green and blue pencils which is how I managed to get skin tone and a woody look to the podium.
Tue, Jan. 28th, 2014 | 11:18 pm ℻ 732.3394
28th January, 2014 © blanket sin – "4panel"
Lately, my index finger has been feeling strained. Yesterday I found myself trying to write with my left hand at work just to give my index finger some r&r.
What's causing it. I like to think my index finger has never been the same since the accident in work resulting in five stitches. Otherwise, it could just be all the writing I do with pen and pencil. I never quite developed a habit of writing directly onto my typewriter. I have to hand print it first on paper, then use the chicken scratch as a guide as I transfer most of what I wrote onto a page of fairly legible story.
Today, during lag time at work of course, I would normally have been writing two to three pages of brainstorming material. But because my index finger wasn't up to it, and my left hand sucks at printing, I decided to tell my story using pictures. My left hand is usually pretty good at coming up with bizarre things to draw. I dunno why I can't get my right hand to do this kind of thing.
This 8-1/2 x 11" sheet of doodling took me approximately two hours to draw. Remember, it was done completely with my left hand. I don't have captions for any of it, so any ideas would seriously be considered. I'll go thru what exactly it is that I drew now.
The tea kettle is a reminder to brew some ice tea. There's a cat in the background because, well, I was thinking of my late Figaro today. Second panel is my porch. I didn't have time to add color, but if I had, you'd be able to distinguish the foliage growing there. I have my portable typewriter sitting on my porch because is seems like a serene place to get some writing done.
Panel three is the mail lady who comes by every day. Part of her shirt isn't completely tucked into her uniform, but I thought I would mention that as it is beginning to look to me as though her pants are unbuckled.
The last frame is one of the wild birds who come by to eat the wild bird feed I buy for them during the winter. I have it in a cage so that the squirrels don't steal it. These birds actually go right in and munch on the seed. This was on my mind because they've eaten it all up and I was trying to make myself remember to stop by Petco to buy some more.