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ran a fool’s errand at work today

Pls reblog if u vote :)

Christopher Eccleston would be so good as Sam Vimes it’s not even funny.

Beaded necklace by Colleen Toland.

you heard the ad boys, get to it

Jewelry by Michael Michaud, so dreamy

im on the council of “buy myself a little treat.” And buddy, the motion passes 5-1

So while I was getting my haircut, the lady asked me if I had other plans for the day and I said:

“I’m just going to pick up the boy from daycare and then it’s date night.”

And the lady says “Oh! How old is he?”

“He’s three.”

“Mine too! Where are you registering him for kindergarten it’s such a hassle-”

And that’s when I realized I said “boy” and not “dog” because I always think of Charlie as “good boy” but this slip up has lead to a miscommunication.

The lady is now 6 minutes into a clearly needed rant about how unnecessarily complex shopping for schools is, esp when you have a neurodivergent child, so I can’t just tell her that Charlie is a dog because then she’ll feel awkward for unloading on me and she clearly has enough going on.

So the rest of the haircut became a game of “how much can I say about Charlie without revealing that he is not a human child?” And the answer is “enough to cover a half hour hair appointment, quite possibly several hours worth if I’m specific enough”

Wow

Thar is stunning

Balmain | Resort 2023

It’s a pretty nice hat, right? Classic pattern, some fun stuff going on with the decreases at the crown.

But wait, there’s more!

I knew what this recipe was going in. You don’t see a recipe bragging about how few ingredients it uses and think “surely this will be delicious.” You think “It’s 1 AM and this looks like a vehicle to carry sugar into my body.” So none of what I’m about to say is on Ms. Davison, or her recipe.

There is a place in Terry Pratchet’s Discworld called the Great Nef desert. This is a desert so dry that even water isn’t wet in the Great Nef. Within this desert is the Dehydrated Ocean, a body of water in an uncommon fourth state of matter. This dry water forms silvery grains and resembles a powder more than a liquid.

There is a kind of wizard in Discworld called a hydrophobe. These wizards are raised from birth without ever coming into contact with liquid water. They are sustained only by the dry water from the Dehydrated Ocean. The result is a fear and hatred of water so ingrained that it allows these individuals to literally repel water, which is then used to power hover craft for crossing lakes and oceans.

When I first read this description in The Color of Magic, years ago, I wondered what kind of food the hydrophobes ate. When a hydrophobe sits down to their breakfast of corn flakes and a mummified orange, with what do they butter their stale, overdone toast?

Finally, in the pile of yellow dust I pulled from my oven after 7 minutes at 180 degrees Celsius, I have my answer.

You ever catch yourself staring at a coworker’s sweater too closely? Like oh man that’s a nice sweater how could I knit that for myself, but you’ve been looking too long counting the rows of rib and the person’s starting to look at you like wtf…

“The entire British museum is an active crime scene” - John Oliver

Actually, I think girls in middle school and high school should still feel comfortable having fuzzy pillows and lava lamps and glitter pens and sequin tops and a colorful wardrobe and whatever else they think is pretty or cool. Maybe we shouldn’t, like, try to beat the personality and life out of the youngsters, neither should we expect them to act like anything other than their actual age.

Another commercial I would produce as an advertising executive:

A husband and wife eat a bland dinner together in a dimly-lit kitchen. They don't speak or look at each other. The meal: a pathetic Salisbury steak.

Cut to their bedroom at night. The wife lays sleeping in the bed while in the background the husband is putting on her dress, pantyhose, pearl necklace, heels, makeup, and a wig. When he's done he quietly leaves the room. The wife opens her eyes as soon as she's sure he's gone.

Now we're in a seedy dive bar. A small crowd of mustachioed men wearing leather jackets, black boots, and sunglasses sip beers and puff cigarettes while the "show" unfolds. Camera pans down, then pans to the side. Between the black boots we see the husband on his hands and knees, greedily eating a Chipotle Chorizo Burrito Bowl with Cilantro Lime Rice from a plastic dog bowl on the floor. His makeup is ruined, face smeared with sour cream and hot sauce.

A man steps forward. The husband looks up, and his expression changes to that of a deer in the headlights. Cut to reveal that the "man" standing before the husband is none other than his wife, in elaborate drag as a Tom of Finland biker, false mustache and officer cap and all. She smiles warmly, and nods. The husband smiles too, and resumes his meal.

Chipotle: Own Your Fantasy

This pendant is a perfect example of my love for Tumblr as an artistic business.

I love Tumblr for the fandom, the jokes, to social commentary, and the things that are just too difficult to explain to people not on this hellsite (affectionate).

But, this. This pendant. Damn.

We made these adorable little Robin Pendants with hand enameled masks and little crystals probably close to a decade ago. (Checking the OP timestamp it was December 2014).

When I originally sat down to make them I wasn't just going to enamel one of each color to see who was popular, that would have been silly. So I made a bunch of each.

In business terms, they flopped. But I always loved them.

They haven't been on our website since probably 2016 or 2018 (two big overhauls happened those years). The pendants were all disassembled so the crystal could be used elsewhere. And the Robins have been in a drawer ever since.

So why is this little pendant above so special to me and my feelings about Tumblr?

Because I took that photo today. Of a Stephanie Brown Robin Pendant I made this afternoon. Because someone found that ancient post, and commented on it that they'd love one of these. I was able to reach out and let them know it was possible. And through the magic of Tumblr we resurrected an 8 year old retired jewelry piece.

That's not something that happens on other social media sites. Once something is gone from the front page, it's gone forever. Resigned to the dustbin of digital history.

But here, here we celebrate "World Heritage Posts". We queue things like Sascha the Christmas Tiger 365 days in advance. We delight in going digging to find bits of the things we love.

And as an artist who tries desperately to make a living off of the shiny things we make, the fact that something can be found a week later, a year later, a decade later. It really is magic.

So yeah. Just going to be over here being sappy about community and jewelry for awhile.

Ianthe’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

I'm burnt out on people after Thanksgiving.

I really wish I had a setting between on and off.

Anyway, I'm going to finish up 4th row on the 7th house lungs.

Safety pins are my friend. But after thr fourth strand, I need to find a tape measure to get the lengths right..

The Hidden Legacy series by Ilona Andrews is urban fantasy romance crack.

I said I should reread the series before the new book comes out at the end of August. Instead, I read all five since Monday and am disappointed the next one isn't out yet.

Apparently I just want to read stories about ruthless, competent women who want to save the world, and the partners who are really into that.

i hate when top wildlife predators are just lil babies teeny tiny babies

One of the crazy things about getting good at a craft, in my case beading, is the ability to look at something and understand how it was constructed.

I can look at a necklace and start breaking down the stitches.

And my mind will reconstruct the technique.

I imagine that this phenomenon happens to painters, sculptures, embroideries, writers, comics builders, taylors and smiths..

Buts it's kind of amazing to understand how art gets made

One of the crazy things about getting good at a craft, in my case beading, is the ability to look at something and understand how it was constructed.

I can look at a necklace and start breaking down the stitches.

And my mind will reconstruct the technique.

I imagine that this phenomenon happens to painters, sculptures, embroideries, writers, comics builders, taylors and smiths..

Buts it's kind of amazing to understand how art gets made

Last night, after work I ran downstairs with my 8ft of strung beads, 7 silver rings, medium weight cord and a box of safety pins to try and figure out the proportions of the 7th house lung necklace.

And I created a monstrosities that would have turned off any shabari enthusiast and horrified any punk.

But after an hour of fiddling, I created this.

Which allowed me to create this

The first colum is the label for each strand so I don't get confused. The second colum is the number of beads in each stand. As measured by a single strand of size 11 seed beads. And the third colum is that length in centimeters. It turned out that there are 20 size 11 sead beads in 5 centimeters so the math was easy.

I also created the strand with a 5, 10, and 20 could pattern so they would be easy to count.

Anyways, I did some math the sum of one side of lung is 259.75cm so the whole thing will be 519.5cm or a little over 5 meters....

I'm very excited!

it's time again for the ✨#ADHDCosmicTakeover!✨ my comic this year is about pinballing helplessly between interests and the frustrating feeling of being a "jack of all trades, master of none" (but who said i have to be a "master" of anything anyway? fuck off!)

thank you so much to dreamadoodles for organizing this year! pls check out the tag to see more comics from other contributors 🌠

This morning, I want to work on my project, but I also do not want to leave my nice warm bed and more importantly, I do not want to spill seed beads in my sheets again

As an update, I figure how do this lung without math!

I am going to make a mockup with the heavier thread I use with kumihimo.

And since I am now the pround owner of half a kilo of wisteria lined crystal, that's the color I'm uses. I used a grayish mauve and a bronze as a pattern so I can easily eye out 5, 10, 15, and twenty bead lengths.

I cal also take the raw materials and make turn then into necklaces with kumihimo

So the two hours of bead spinning was really for good use and my chose to drape instead of using math is compleatly normal

First I love being on my ADHD meds

Second, fuck the FDA and the state I live in fir making all ADHD drugs so hard to get. I do relize that they can be abused by nuritypicals ....but there has got to be a better solution then this.

Anyways on to better news.

My medicated ass.had an idea this moring....for the 7th,

I was always going to do a big drape lacy flowery daisy chain neckas for the 7th, but I just realized that instead of a simple.drape pattern I could use chain to make lungs

Here is my breif concept drawing....

The large rings in the drawing are the large hammered silver(plated) rings. The black lines forming the lungs will be out of the silver and green modified daisy chain.

The dotted lines will be out of fine silver chain. I'll have to purchase that

Here is the rough draft for the back and sides all out of silver chain. I don't think I will be able to get the efect of inflated lungs unless I create a secondary anchor chain around the back like a harness.

So now I need to plot out the mesuments for the lungs.....

These lovely pictures give me an approximate location and a size ratio I can measure on myself.

I may have to lie down on the floor and have my sister use a heavy cord to map put the shape....or better yet I could do that on her.

The other option is to use all those years of math to map out the archs I want on the images I found, to get actual measurements

Jeasus christ.....I just realized I'm trying to reinvent hanahaki

Oh well....I like it, it's going g to be so much work.

And not at all I my colors....

I'm so excited

First I love being on my ADHD meds

Second, fuck the FDA and the state I live in fir making all ADHD drugs so hard to get. I do relize that they can be abused by nuritypicals ....but there has got to be a better solution then this.

Anyways on to better news.

My medicated ass.had an idea this moring....for the 7th,

I was always going to do a big drape lacy flowery daisy chain neckas for the 7th, but I just realized that instead of a simple.drape pattern I could use chain to make lungs

Here is my breif concept drawing....

The large rings in the drawing are the large hammered silver(plated) rings. The black lines forming the lungs will be out of the silver and green modified daisy chain.

The dotted lines will be out of fine silver chain. I'll have to purchase that

Here is the rough draft for the back and sides all out of silver chain. I don't think I will be able to get the efect of inflated lungs unless I create a secondary anchor chain around the back like a harness.

So now I need to plot out the mesuments for the lungs.....

These lovely pictures give me an approximate location and a size ratio I can measure on myself.

I may have to lie down on the floor and have my sister use a heavy cord to map put the shape....or better yet I could do that on her.

The other option is to use all those years of math to map out the archs I want on the images I found, to get actual measurements

Jeasus christ.....I just realized I'm trying to reinvent hanahaki

Oh well....I like it, it's going g to be so much work.

And not at all I my colors....

I'm so excited

I am nothing if not crafty.

After two rounds of ordering many many tiny 8g viles of number 11 wisteria lined crystal toho sead beads, I gave up and looked for bulk.

So for about $77 or about 15.5 cents a gram,

I am now the proud owner if half a kilo of these beeds

Behold! The riches of the third house!

And please ignore the state of my rug