notes aren’t working, thanks to the fact that my browser was around during the cretaceous, but thanks to the anon who corrected me on my language. Anyone ever catch me out saying something offensive, please let me know asap so I can fix it. The internet as a whole’s done a hell of a lot for educating people on how to create safe spaces for others - like a lot of folks, I’ve sometimes had to work in places where my gender and sexuality were the subject of ridicule, and I don’t want anyone to ever feel uncomfortable because of something I said. So please, let me know - no offense will be taken. You’ll be doing me a favour.
A less awkward shot, minus the eyelashes.
EDIT- removed the ableist lalanguage. My sincere apologies, I definitely don’t want to be using a word with that sort of connotation.
Goldfish face trials for fairway performance.
Off to the fight choreography stitch’n’bitch. By the time I get home i should have most of a completed costume.
Wish me luck, everyone!
To do tonight:
- Get milk
- Sew two spandex-and-pleather catsuits
- Make a gritty reboot of Dirty Pair with said catsuits.
Maybe not the last one, but it’s worth a shot…
Rescue has discovered that the painting swings if she bats it.
Rescue isn’t going to like what happens when the painting lands on her.
Attila the bun seems unusually concerned by me this morning. He’s normally a bit clingy if I haven’t spent much time with him for a couple of days, but today he’s perched by my foot and trying to scrabble into my lap every chance he gets. Hasn’t even tried to hump the cat, and she’s given him plenty of opportunities.
I’m not sure entirely when my pets decided I couldn’t be trusted alone and formed a neurotic, ineffective 24 hour watch, but I’m grateful for it. Somewhat less grateful for the coat of fur they left on my hoodie, but ah well.
Cosplay friends, anyone know of a cheap place to buy wonderflex?
Richard Kiel, best known for his portrayal of Jaws, passed away.
I got to meet him when he toured Australia with Supanova - we were both on the Perth bill, but stepping into the green-room for lunch as a bottom billing comic artist is far different to being a star with your own entourage. The only free table was next to Richard, so I pulled up a seat and we got to chatting.
He immediately made me feel comfortable. We discussed the various merits of power-chairs and mobility devices - Richard had Acromegaly , and my dad has early onset Parkinson’s disease, and has thus been in a powerchair for the last eight years or so. He was polite, amiable, not condescending in any way and in a room full of huge personalities, the fact that he was so damn gentle really stood out.
I ended up grabbing him a juice (apple) and when I had to run off, he shook my hand and told me, ‘tell your old man to keep on going. That’s what you gotta do.’
Maybe 20 minutes in a lifetime, but those 20 minutes had an effect on me and they certainly did on Dad, and I can’t thank Rick enough for that.
Rest easy, Rick. You kept on going.