Week In Pictures, Season 2, Ep 4 – HEY DID YOU FIND ANY YET

Been a long time (cue Boston) for the WiP.
Whatev.
Here we go.

So, I picked up a new cam for ye olde WiP. Pretty happy with it so far. Here’s the obligatory porny-in-the-bathroom-mirror-selfportrait, of itself. Not me with the porny, not so much.

I gave my kid a gigantic cardboard box to play with. Look how happy! I’m thinkin Daddy’s saving some scratch come yuletide.

Work’s been insane, but beginning to turn around. Maybe I’ll get a chance to actually read this book I’ve been sitting on for ages.

@cmykdorothy made me this for my iPod ages back. Looks like I’ve got a new WiP Cam Sock.

“Daddy. You better say you’re sorry.”
Dang. Smash ONE construction paper pumpkin these days in the screen door because you’re trying to chase out ladybugs and you’re on death row. Or at least guilt row.

When I was little, I used to think that only my Grandmother was allowed to even GET Hershey mini bars. Now that I’m an adult, I know they’ll sell to anyone with a dirty nickel. No matter, I’ll remember it how I want to.

This is a fish. He lives at work, in Human Resources. His name is …Huey. There’s a bone-bare skull at the bottom of his bowl wearing a cap that says TITANIC on it. #cantmakethisstuffupfolks

Ripka’s got me covered, and isn’t sure I’m aware. There’s evidently a VERY small cheerleader that couldn’t be happier about the news. She’s thrilled I might consider subscribing. Looks like I have to break her heart. Sorry, tiny lady, I live online.

My big ugly Hagrid coat has a smashed button. Still, it remains. There’s a life metaphor in there somewhere. Go, Hagrid coat, manage some temps. Attaboy.

So I work with this guy, Yadin, right. No, really, that’s his name. No, really, not makin’ it up. Anyway. If you wanted to smash something, like I sometimes do, or if you wanted to, yaknow, craftily dismantle something, like, oh, for example, bits of Yadin’s car, like I sometimes do, I’ve found a VERY reasonable bargain roundabout the rear passenger lock knob.

Remember Yadin? Of course you do. He’s a geek, yeah, but not your middle-of-the road sorta fixed-his-busted-glasses-with-tape garden variety geek, OHH no. He secreets this goo-like substance that gives an epoxy-like adhesion; fixing glasses with a more of a chrysalis approach. DO NOT get into a fight with this man. He’ll encase you in this weirdass stuff and then you’ll be sorry.

Ladybugs. They’re freakin everywhere, man. srsly.

Did I mention the ladybugs? Yeah. everywhere.

Class; check! Binder; check!

Dare To Fail; check!

So, I’m at the doctor with @micala. Picked up the Ladies Home Journal. Right? You would too. Nabbed a few pics from within. I could never live in Oscar Mayer Land. I’d RACK UP the fines for nomming all the bacon fences. #LHJ

#LHJ “I had given up on life. Then, I got alien lung implants. Now, I refurbish old trucks for Noximonicle The Green. I feel our Lord and Master will be pleased; damn good mileage, too, considering.”

#LHJ “Old folk cramping your style? Consider all the options. A message from the Youth Arm Wrestlers Health Care Posse.”

#LHJ “I will find that tiny news-lovin cheerleader if it’s the last thing I ever do. Maybe she’s in THIS muffin.”

We stopped by @fastaraviolico for our first visit. Verdict? They has the yummy noms.

This was once part of an art installation done by @cmykdorothy called Washed Away, if memory serves. The slide in the jar had a picture inside for weeks. Then, one day? Poof, gone. A little freakin creepy, if you want to know the honest truth of it.

So we’ve been growing these seamonkies. And I had sorta… um… forgotten to feed them and stuff. But they were growing sorta large. And I was a little scared, but it was cool too, so I fed them. Then, like 10 or 12 of them just dropped freakin dead. These two remain. I think they are a mutated strain. This could get interesting.
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HEY DID YOU FIND ANY SEABANANAS YET.
HEY NO I CANT FIND ANY SEABANANAS. HEY DID YOU FIND ANY SEABANANAS YET.
HEY NO I’VE LOOKED IN THE GLOWINTHEDARKBOAT LIKE A BRAZILIAN TIMES AND TEHRE’S NO SEABANANAS I’M GONNA LOSE MY MIND.
HEY WELL YOU SHOULDDA ASKED ME BECAUSE I ALREADY LOOKED IN THE GLOWINTHEDARKBOAT AND YEAH THERE’S NO SEABANANAS I’M FREAKIN STARVED.
HEY OKAY IMA KEEP LOOKIN.
HEY OKAY WHATEVER YOU BETTER NOT BE STASHING SEABANANAS.
HEY I’D SHARE SEABANANAS.
HEY OKAY.

Paigey drew a map to Harner Farms. Feel free to print it out and use it yourself.

Interesting sky; zen.

@micala’s on drugs.

HAH I DID get around to digging in to that book. Maybe now I can finish and return it to @feedscraps who loaned it to me. That’s simple courtesy.

I found a Millennium Falcon model in my Crispy Hexagons. I’d totally set up a giveaway contest or put it up on eBay, but I ate the heck out of it.

My ToDo lists. #hate

Annnnnnd for you design folk. @michifus and I were chatting, and noticed this monstrosity. Where to even start in on this? The font? The kerning? The ‘R’-shaped, bottom-shaped, upcase B? wow, just wow. Yeah, you just got blogged, Little Lord Fontleroy.

andthatllbeawip.

~ by reginaldgolding on October 23, 2009.