Rambles I got lost in while talking to Mom today, as non-existant essay titles:
1) Racism, Robots, and D84
2) Kamelion and Imagination- The Limitations of Television Writers
3) Eldrad Must Live- Gender as Identity and Performance
4) Did the Evil One Ever Eat Babies- Religion and Myth
5) Pig Headed- Mr. Sin and the Price of Animal Abuse
So why doesn’t Mom just hang up on my out of boredom? LOL
(In case you are wondering why no Masque of Mandragora “essay”, I’d talked about it with Mom a few days ago…..)
The 3rd from July.
So, not a knight I guess, but maybe some sort of retro futurisim? Dunno.
The 2nd from July.
The hat was a bad idea when sculpey wouldn’t cooperate, but I tried.
Right after a heavy batch of rain today….
Me: Oh, the top from one of the dead cedar trees has broken loose and I can now reach it. I better haul it down before it falls the rest of the way so it doesn’t end up in the middle of the path and where I feed the cats. I’ll do it as soon as I get the wash on.
Five minutes later, starting the washer: CRASH!!!!
Me: Or I can deal with that tree top now that it’s covering the path and everything around it.
Note to self: You know full well that the longer you spend sculpting a face the worse it gets. You also know it’s particularly foolish to waste time mucking about trying to “fix” a face when you don’t start sculpting until around midnight. You must STOP doing this!!!
It’s going to be 2am in a few minutes and the face I sculpted is extra awful. I really hate nights where I do this!
Why do I sculpt when it makes me so miserable…….
The 1st from July.
A bit of a dull beginning.
It’s funny how little things can eat up time.
This morning I thought my internet was out again, only to realize it was just my iPad deciding it didn’t want to be online. I mucked about for ages to try to sort that out.
I discovered my bedroom air conditioner is leaking onto the window sill and dripping on the floor right by the electrical socket. I can’t get my fingers into the plug, but it doesn’t seem blocked.
When I took my last night’s sculpting in the house it turned out cats had knocked the toaster oven around so the face flipped over, breaking a fiddly bit off. I needed to find the Krazy Glue before I lost the bit.
Giving the cats fresh water I discovered that the hose had developed a leak. I had to hunt for the waterproof hose repair tape I used the last time it started leaking. Note to self: when I win the lottery I never enter buy new hoses!
I looked at the time and realized I had missed my window to call Mom in the morning by five minutes. (I THINK there are two windows to call where I can be sure she won’t be eating and I won’t be pissing off the rest of the family. No one will tell me when to call, just when I’ve called at the wrong time,)
I remembered the car was almost out of gas and needed to get together enough to fill it up without having to go to the bank for more cash.
And there you go, half the day is gone and I haven’t gotten anything done yet! Heck, I’m just getting to my second cup of coffee left from breakfast!
Oh well, at least my knee is healing up astonishingly fast. Already my flat foot/ruined ankle problem is back to hurting more than my knee.
Funny life where it isn’t about not hurting, but the “normal” things hurting! LOL