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Life and The Hunter
Ramblings of a simple man
25 October 2014 @ 07:07 pm
You will have gathered I'm not an artist.
However, I've had to get a new graphics tablet thanks in no small part to a certain hairy fambly member having eaten through the last (very expensive Wacom) one.
So I seem to have gotten quite a good one, quite by accident. And decided to see if I ccould use it to pole pixels where I wanted them to go.
As you can clearly see....No...no I can't
25 October 2014 @ 09:18 am
I should remember I have an LJ account...
I have stuff. I need to post it. Here would be good.
Have some zombies for now...
09 June 2014 @ 07:01 am
You have to admit that you'd find it quite odd
If you woke up this morning as a gastropod.
You'd phone in a sicky. "I'm really not well-
I'm finding it hard to come out of my shell..."
Your lifestyle would change, as too would your diet
You never ate greens, now you just want to try it
You are cursing and hating this unforseen malady
'Cos your food source has gon from McDonalds to salady.
You're now a hermaphrodite. Breeding is tricky.
Involving hormones and slime...it's quite icky.
Love darts are involved if you want to get mate-ey
But Hey, you've succeeded. One hundred and EIGHTY!
And now come the sad part. Gastro-time really flies
And you're losing the sigh in all four of your eyes.
But your end will be swift...it is too sad for words
But a snail is simply a walnut for birds...
04 June 2014 @ 07:21 am
"AGGY! SQUIGGLE! AGGY AGGY! SQUIGGLE! AGGLE! AGGLE! SQUIGGY! SQUAGGY!"
Whoa! Chill your beans dog! Calm down! I'll tell the pipple....people...you just calm down...
So, it was a misty moisty morning, with the kind of rain that didn't fall from the sky so much as loiter round the corner and pounce when you didn't expect it. The weather was warm, the wind light, were it not for the damp lumps in the air it would be quite pleasant.
Seren and I went across the carpark to the Green Bit and headed towards the Bridge of Size, whereupon Seren attempted to snea
"Coocoopig! Wanna play with COOCOOPIG!"
...sneak up on a pigeon. She's not worked out that sneaking up on a Cooco...pigeon...is not easy when you are large and mainly white and your sneaking technique consists of jumping up and down barking and making rusty door noises. The Cooco...PIGEON...ignored her until she was within a couple of feet then flew off. Seren tried so hard to emulate the trick...the landing was a 3 pointed. Chin, nipple and tail...
"Seren do a FLY! TADAAA!"
Yes, dear. A dying fly...
When I had unwrapped her from her lead we set off over the bridge.
The People Who Are Doing The Building have started putting in more foot paths. Unerringly they have pointed them all so that they meet in the bit that floods as soon as we get rain in Wales...however they've left clumps of top soil hither and yon. Mainly yon. Seren has made it her task to eat as much of it as possible...why on earth?
After saying HELLO to a happy young Polish lady we crossed The Other Bridge. And there it was. Sleek and inpressive...both words that could not be applied to this squirrel. It was
"SQUIGGLE! AGGY! SQUIGGLE!"
...Shush...calm down...
It was showing the effects that moist air has on fine fur. The result of moisture on pelt. The...honestly? It looked like a startled poo...
Seren wanted to play, She
"SQUIGGLE RAN ONNA FOOPATH! SEREN RAN ONNA FOOPATH FASTER!"
So then it veered onto the
"SQUIGGLE RAN ONNA GRASSYBIT SERREN RAN ONNA GRASSY BIT FASTER!"
And then the squig...squirrel ran up the t
"SQUIGGLE RAN UPPA TWEE! UPPA TWEEEEE! SEREN RAN UPPA TWEE FASTER! ....
...SEREN CAN'T RUN UPPA TWEE. SEREN FELL OUT..."
Yeah...Seren to her credit got a good couple of feet up the trunk, more through momentum than mountaineering skills. But then gravity caught up.
The landing was not pretty...
We're home now. Seren is convinced she nearly caught a squiggle. The squiggle is probably having a hearty laugh, sure in itself that it is a better climber. Even if it does look like a startled poo...
25 May 2014 @ 07:59 am
Please don't make it be about the Aspergers. There are a lot of people out there with Aspergers, and we are EXACTLY as likely to go on a gun rampage as all you Neurotypicals. Actually probably less so.
Firstly we don't have the social skills, for the most part, to make enquiries about obtaining a hand gun, and secondly we're more likely having got one to end up sitting down, taking it apart, realising how inefficient it is and then make a better one which ends up being able to make tea/coffee, act as a defib unit and remind you to floss. We'd probably have to do away with the projectile firing part because that could make you deaf if it went off while you were flossing, but that's okay...
Mostly Aspies are for all intents and purposes the people who you'd not invite to a party because they're socially inept but you have them on speed dial because they're shit-hot when your computer crashes...you know who you are...
Yes, he was Aspie. That wasnt why he did it. Any more than the fact he was left handed (sinister, hey?) or had green eyes. Or was male. Or American. The one does not equate to the other, okay?
Good.
My heart goes out to all those involved. Including him.
Firstly we don't have the social skills, for the most part, to make enquiries about obtaining a hand gun, and secondly we're more likely having got one to end up sitting down, taking it apart, realising how inefficient it is and then make a better one which ends up being able to make tea/coffee, act as a defib unit and remind you to floss. We'd probably have to do away with the projectile firing part because that could make you deaf if it went off while you were flossing, but that's okay...
Mostly Aspies are for all intents and purposes the people who you'd not invite to a party because they're socially inept but you have them on speed dial because they're shit-hot when your computer crashes...you know who you are...
Yes, he was Aspie. That wasnt why he did it. Any more than the fact he was left handed (sinister, hey?) or had green eyes. Or was male. Or American. The one does not equate to the other, okay?
Good.
My heart goes out to all those involved. Including him.
