my other minion is a pagan superhero

so i enlisted him as a second minion, because i'm always looking to expand my small-but-mighty empire: here sláine is on my desk, joining forces with the tick, and my gargoyle pen holder.... i hate sterile-looking environments; they make me feel like someone's about to do surgery on my back when i'm not paying attention, because they're so clinical-looking and cold.... like sláine, my fashion choices, if i could have my druthers, would involve furry boots, jewelry, and as much as i hate to admit it, some really unflattering but comfy pants.

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crazy aunt purl book signing

i think there's maybe five of us all told, though i've only met one: laurie perry, the woman behind the incredibly popular crazy aunt purl blog.... she also understood why it was only because a helpful sign was posted right outside the barbeque joint in the nearby farmers' market, that i found the bookstore.... finishing up the book a while ago, i noticed that in a photo of one of the knitted things there are patterns for, there is a pica pole to show scale.

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Etsy shop

i now have a shop up at Etsy, the site for handmade goods of all sorts. right now, i'm just selling my original art, but soon i'll also be selling some of my hand-knitted scarves!... i'll be adding more to the shop very soon!

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10/10/07- dear diary: traffic edition

Dear diary,

why is it that the larger a vehicle is, the more likely its driver is to pretend they're driving a small sportscar?

Do people who rustle and crackle plastic bags in cars seriously have no idea that they're tempting fate? The Furies have a light workload these days -- let's hire them out to torment the offenders with crackling plastic in their ears.

Can we please rename the country music station in LA to 'KGOD'? why pretend anymore? it's become the same 12 bible-thumping, redneck theme songs on endless repeat.

is it bad that I can now read freeway graffiti?

i'm pretty sure that there's something in the vehicle code forbidding more than one lane change per minute.

hating the 405 to death,

me.