2. Your significant other? None
3. Your hair? - Brown
4. Your mother? loud
5. Your father? forceful
6. Your favorite thing? clay
7. Your dream last night? sky
8. Your favorite drink? coffee
9. Your dream/goal? artist
10. What room you are in? green
11. Your hobby? writing
12. Your fear? sickness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? established
14. Where were you last night? home
16. Muffins? lemon
17. Wish list item? roller
18. Where you grew up? california
19. Last thing you did? glaze
20. What are you wearing? dungarees
21. Your TV? on
22. Your pets? alive
23. Friends? away
24. Your life? slacking
25. Your mood? watchful
26. Missing some one? sister
27. Car? honda
28. Something you're not wearing? ring
29. Your favorite store? hardware
30. Your favorite color? blue
33. When is the last time you laughed? - Today
34. Last time you cried? saturday
35. Who will resend this? - Friends
36. One place that I go to over and over? store
37. One person who emails me regularly? spammers
38. My favorite place to eat? home
39. Why you participated in this survey? shrug
40. What are you doing tonight? - Sleeping
www.amazon.com/Critter-Cave-Chew-9/dp/B0
Get some nice organic/natural string of some kind. Hang tubes from top of the cage, taking care that they can be entered by climbing the side of the cage. You get.... Bird Tubes:
Granted, I have to clean out the tubes on a daily basis (I use the end of a wooden perch to scrape), but the tubes create a VERY warm protected place for them to sleep. Kind of birdy hammocks or one-bird tents or something. I've put my hand inside them directly after they've been inside and it is easily 5-10 degrees warmer. They also don't seem to have as many night frights, at least I'm not finding any evidence in the form of blood spatters and so on.
Your owner has a client coming over to look at art. What do you do?
A. Be a good doggy and go to sleep somewhere
B. Wiggle and be a happy dog
C. Bark a bit, but go away when I tell you to
D. Lay a sloppy 1lb shit right in front of the door
Note that picking D REALLY pisses me off. You know, I let you out a mere 3 hours ago. You haven't been fed since about 1pm, meaning that all those digestive things should have happened a while ago. I'm trying to be a reasonable and kind human being, but picking D was the wrong choice. The house now smells like shit, orange cleanser and coffee. I hope the client is late.
Pictures of the trip:
http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm298/d
Apparently, I won tickets to the Paraolympics in Beijing, so I and some other people (unsure who) are in this building watching a gymnast. The place is shoddy, the athlete looks very unhappy, even pissed and it is oppresively hot. There's one fan casting shadows and making lots of whooshing noises a la bad film noir movie. For some reason I start ranting that I am going to blog how awful the event is vs the regular Olympics and everyone ignores me.
So we go outside for no reason. For equally no reason there are zombies wandering the street. Now, they weren't ravening, more like puppies or dogs trying to sniff you, only decaying and disgusting. I batted them away with a pamphlet and politely told them to go away. Then I saw Sulu from Star Trek in his uniform. He's come to save us and we go to the Enterprise.
The dream cuts away to vintage footage of Star Trek, complete with graininess and sound effects from the old series. Here's Captian Kirk and McCoy on the bridge. Captain Kirk has what looks like my copy of the Better Homes and Garden Cookbook, complete with checker board cover and handy tabs for finding cookie recipes. Though, I guess it is the protocol manual or something...Kirk looks frustrated.
"I cannot find anything on Zombies!" Says Kirk in a peeved voice, mopping at his unkept hair dramatically.
"Dammit Kirk! We must do something!" McCoy says with equal drama, his hand striking the open cook book
"There is nothing we can do!" Kirk says wretchedly.
Whereupon, perhaps thankfully, I woke up. I woke up laughing. Absolutely the funniest most entertaining dream in forever.
Bird Brings Horror to Gaming Time
A gamer in Seatte, Washington reports that she has been terrorized by a bird, authorities say. The innocent gamer was enjoying a round of solo play in the Tihark Orchard Mission, when she alleges that her pet cockatiel destroyed her gaming enjoyment. The gamer's sister, a witness to the bizarre ornithological interference, claims that the gamer made several crude anatomical references in addition to the common intercourse and female dog vulgarities after the bird apparently alighted on the keyboard. Despite these crude, unladylike comments, the cockatiel continued to run across the keyboard, at one point crapping on the gleaming black surface. However, the gamer was unconcerned about the keyboard, for the purpose of her evening's entertainment, a survivor character, had been slain by relatively unchallenging mobs due to the deft wasd keyboard strikes of the randomly frolicing bird.
Though the gamer was very angry, she says she will allow the bird to remain in her household. Authorities have widely suggested keeping small pets away from keyboards, but sometimes even sensible people allow them to roam at large, causing generalized destruction in fantasy worlds. We have no reports as to what the gamer's character thought about this event. Though many have guessed that his final words were something like "AAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHH, it's as if my player's brain shrank to 1/100th normal size!!!!!".
Pixie the cockatiel would not return any calls and her cagemate Moon was not available for comment. It is suspected Pixie will not get her morning millet spray treat due to lingering antipathy from the gamer.
My Pax photo album
http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm298/d
http://www.wiki.guildwars.com/wiki/Libra
This is an NPC that Anet put in the game because a couple years ago I made a bestiary of mundane critters in the Lore forum of Guild Wars Online. Last night I was pondering PAX, and the fact that I've always wanted to properly say thank you. I've really enjoyed having a namesake in a game like this. Thus, I created a book. I wrote, painted, aged, sewed and bound a book with red vinyl, entirely concerned with the pig crazy world of Guild wars.
http://s299.photobucket.com/albums/mm298/d
Just scroll to the right...and you'll view the book in order.
I am utterly bushed. All day today was make this book, make this book...sew, cut, print, stain...
There were 18 pages and I dyed and dried each one in the microwave for 1:30. Each page is glued back to back and then sewn into fray proof ribbon to prevent the pages from being ripped or falling out of the binding. If I'd had nore time I would have gotten more nuetral colored ribbon...but all I had was rip stop black...it looks kinda eww...but in a way it gives some of the 'old rugged book' image. The tip of my index finger is sore from pushing a needle through ribbon and paper. Ah, and the book fastener has one of my porcelain pendants and some wirework holding the leather thong in place.
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