All Random and Stupid For the New Year
First brutally random post of the new year. Feh. Mostly things I've found and have no idea where they came from or why I have them on disk.
I think the first two examples can kick my brother's Circus Nurse books' asses. And they'd enjoy it, too. Yes, I mean both the the kicker and the kickee. I like to imagine combining the books. There could be Circus Nurse At the Passion Carnival or Not So Funny Circus Nurse. Perhaps even, Spanking A Clown--the Circus Nurse Story.
Isn't "spanking the clown" a euphemism for wanking? If it isn't it should be.
My computer has been totally wonky since before Thanksgiving. Shortcuts apparently don't work, new software was ignored, and my absolute favorite, locking up dead as some doo-doos* after only being on for about two minutes. And that would be two minutes without memory-hogging graphics being diddled with or some giant game running. So I tried System Restore. Pffffft. A total joke. Did it maybe six times and every time it would eventually return itself to major pain-in-the-assness. I tried the more thorough System Recovery. Same crap, different bat channel. Finally I wiped everything and reloaded all those backup system disks I had to burn when I bought the Beast and it gave me four partitions instead of two so it'll have to be done again, but with a better partitioning program.
So I haven't bothered to load any of my drawing programs or Winamp or my snazzy screensaver that looks like the guts of a clock. I haven't bothered getting my Firefox OldFactory skin because I'd just have to download it again when I wipe the bastard machine's brain. I did reload the Sims so I have something to yell at on the computer besides wonky partitions.
I also lost all my bookmarks despite dutifully saving them in an HTML file like I usually do every so often. On the backup disk I had a lovely little blank HTML, helpfully named "bookmarks". So I've been slowly trying to find stuff again.
Edgar Allen Poe's grave. I thought I'd accidentally deleted these pictures. I'd long ago deleted the pictures of the jackass I went to Baltimore with but I'd intended on keeping the ones of the churchyard where Poe is buried. Cool crypts and stuff.
Incidentally I'm cranking out some new Poe stuff for my Etsy shop. Go buy something so the kitty doesn't starve.
What's this? A stamp I made years ago to amuse (or annoy) my brother. He sorta looks like the big creepy guy who was at the bus stop today yelling at cars, except with an Oscar Wilde haircut.
Not much of anything going on with the Sims. You can see Edward is humping a greasy-spoon waitress when Cassandra isn't around and Cassandra still hates her mother. Edward's still having a little trouble with this century (modern technology confuses him) but he attracts women like lint on corduroy so he's pretty happy. Or he will be until Cassandra gets wind of it all. Dun-dun-duuun!
I had intended on finding a better mesh for Dieter so he'd have leotards instead of black trousers, but I can't be bothered right now.
Feh.
*You should already know that "dead as some doo-doos" is a fourth season Blackadder line. Since you already know this, there's no point at all in my telling you.
