Brownies and Bloodlust

Again with the free time, Exhibit K

What with getting sucked into slightly warped and not doing things like laundry, I found these:

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They're all knit, and I think I could actually figure out  how to make these.

I'd be delighted to actually have a good purpose for all that damned pepto-pink baby yarn that goes on sale from now and then.

I already have lots of kinds of blood red yarns, and I'd just want to tweak the expressions a bit. More My Little Pony meets Jack Nicholson for the unicorn, and some more actual terror for the victims.

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The little girl, for example, could look more like Sailor Moon.

The big anime eyes I think would work nicely with the giant stabbing scissors.

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Here, of course, the big alternative to a terrified teddy is simply to have My Little Pony's cousin do the ultimate smackdown on a Care Bear. That sad one, with the gray cloud on his chest? Now he'd HAVE a reason to be upset.

Heh heh heh.

Way much free time, Exhibit J

Yet another reason to bow down in worship of the tubes. I present to you:

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which was created with eggs and glue and several lifetime's worth of free time. This, and lots of other stuff that will eat up hours on end, can be found here, at slightly warped.

Don't forget snacks. Good timewasters always go better with snacks.

We'll never see it, but I bet Europe and Asia will

Found over at PhysOrg.com a little tidbit sure to amuse.

There's a startup out of San Francisco that is developing cars, and hopes to begin actual production by 2010.

Electric cars, with a charge sufficient for 2500 miles.

And they're inflatable.

And they get shipped to you, in a couple of boxes.

And you assemble them yourself.

Enter XP Vehicles.

They claim you can drive the car of a cliff and it'll be OK, and that there's no single pocket that vandals can slash. They figure that someone vandalizing one of their cars would really have to go at it.

Thing is, even if it's all true, I don't see the powers that be allowing this in the US. I figure they'll just say the cars aren't street legal for whatever passel of reasons (don't weigh enough, can't assure they were constructed accurately, mysteriously don't pass crash tests) but I bet they'll be fine overseas.

I hope XP Vehicles just lasts long enough to be able to get things in production and sold.

Do I smell bacon?

Friday Girlzilla's school had a big trip to a water park. They needed parents to drive, so my Ford Exploder and I ferried a gaggle of kids over.

I'm so self-sacrificing.

Good group of kids, 90+ degree weather, perfect sunny skies, and awesome things like a wave pool, lazy river, tube slide all added up to my having skin the color of smoked salmon.

The stuff under the suit, of course, is still the color of cream cheese, and that's not nearly as appetizing in human flesh.

Didn't train yesterday mainly because the tops of my shoulders are especially crispy. Much better by today, but it took several bastings of Solarcaine to get there.

I'm really not looking forward to going to work, what with the heat and hoisting stuff up.

the thing that really bothers me though, is that I did use sunscreen, and focussed especially on my shoulders and face. One of the kids in my pack is paler than some albinos and she's OK. Me? You can still toast marshmallows on me. Feh.

Used to be I never burned at all, and these days it seems I burn more easily every year. I'll have to get sunscreen with an SPF written in scientific notation and I'll probably still burn.

Pssst...pass it on.

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Like a regular virus, but far more charming and accommodating. Still more clearance in the great store of neat things that I found...somewhere.

I personally do think Ireland is just fine technologically (all those episodes of Father Ted notwithstanding) but like to think that they'd simply prefer this as being more polite.

Mmmmmm...Donuts...Brains...Donuts...

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Because things just go better with zombies. And donuts. I don't even remember where I found these, but they do feed into my theory that Tim Horton's is really the Canadian mafia. Tim Horton's really represents a many-tentacled organization bent on making the world a more civil (if chunky) place. I'm convinced that all the Tim Horton's are connected by underground tunnels patrolled by vampires and CHUDs who shall defend to the undeath the beloved Boston creams that were used in their training.

To manage a Tim Horton's it is first necessary to master creme on dough, the secret Canadian martial art that enables its warrior practitioners to monitor the coffee while deep-throating pastry bags of custardy goodness. Advanced practitioners can even drink coffee while driving without spills no matter how bumpy the road...without a lid. Only then can they be entrusted to train the next wave of guardian CHUDs to hold  back the Dunkin Donuts threat.

Most polite mafia ever.

How do normal people do it?

So yesterday (Saturday) morning I had an instructor meeting first thing to go to. It was scheduled for an hour and a half and grew to almost three hours, but was a really productive and informative meeting of all sorts of new things afoot at the dojang.

Trouble was, I'd already planned on training in the adult afternoon class and found myself with about an hour free between end of meeting and class.

Normally I'd have a book or some project going on with me, but right now I've got nothing on needles. I finally finished Benevolent Patriarch's socks (a fast knit really, but each one's long as my arm. Dude's big, yo) and the baby surprise jacket I'd been working on was handed of last week. The next baby thing I'm holding off on so the mom can let me know if it's a boy or a girl (appointment in like two weeks) and so I'm stuck at the moment with nothing to keep me from the kind of empty waiting that means I'm sure to get myself in trouble.

I'm toying with doing some jewelry, like beaded bracelets or maybe starting up a sweater. I get bored with unspeakable ease, and I'm built like a linebacker besides, so I'm leaning towards jewelry. I'm also hoping I can wheedle my digital camera back from Patriarch and get him to hand over all the stuff to upload pictures.

I'm definitely in the mood to show off.