@kilnfiendpotter
Vorthos. Bi. Viet-American. Artist. Obsessed with her spawn. Technically Award Winning GM. Dungeon Manager on LRR. BLM. They/She. kilnfiendpottery@gmail.com. Ceramics IG: kilnfiendpottery Illustration IG: michellerappdraws Commissions are closed.
But climate change is a myth, so clearly you angered Thor or Zeus or some primordial being.
Have you tried disemboweling four black goats? They have to be male, mind you.
Also, would love to buy Shoebox merch if anyone wants to help me out!
I am VERY SAD to miss Shoebox.
Everyone have so much fun! Be safe and stay cozy.
Reminder that tired old dads are sometimes #whatAGameDevLooksLike and we want better conditions and fair labor practices for all.
Please realize any veterans devs are sitting behind a massive pile of survivorship bias so beware any career advice.
That said, support people not companies.
It was 70 degrees yesterday here too, and I do not trust it to stay this nice.
New England has burnt all of my trust in consistent weather.
"Those markers looked so cold! I was doing them a favor, now they're nice and warm from my butt."
Rappscallion isn't usually that possessive.
But when you wake up from a nightmare and your stupid sibling cat is sitting on your things, (and you're 3 and emotional regulation isn't quite there yet) sometimes that's the last straw.
Lady Snuffles did give her space after. She is a wonderful cat.
My partner, after shooing Lady Snuffles off of Rappscallion's markers: "Lady Snuffles is a friend!"
Rappscallion, wailing and distraught beyond comprehension: "NO LADY SNUFFLES IS NOT MY FRIEND. SHE'S A CAT."
The miscreant in question:
I know. 😢😢😢
Rappscallion would like you to know that we have different nipples on our chests.
Also our nipples are beee-youuuu-tifuuulll!
😭😭😭
I gravitate to that dark Merlot color all the time. I always get compliments on how it looks on me, and I like to pretend I'm the manifestation of Cabernet Sauvignon.
Cashmere is such a lovely luxury for sure. It's so soft, light, and snuggly!
Obligatory scarf pic!
It's a Sophie scarf, but bigger. :-D
Love that I finally finished knitting my soft cashmere mohair silk scarf just in time for the first 75F day in Boston.
Idgaf I'm wearing this anyway, it feels like I have a bunch of cuddly kittens curled around my neck.
I think he's tried to reach out, but Gynger isn't in a place to connect. Garruk respects that.
Does Garruk have opinions about the Canadian Olympic curling team?
Yes, but thankfully his emotional regulation therapy has helped him trash only half the living room this time.
If anyone wonders what Garruk Wildspeaker is up to, I maintain he's still working on his Post-Doctorate Degree in Developmental Psychology with a focus on childhood trauma somewhere in upstate New York.
He's also taken up curling and viticulture.
Manifesting "Garruk, Selesnya Gruff Camp Counselor" energy into the world right now.
Considering what I saw them eat later when we met at a start-up, you aren't far off.
Oh yes, absolutely. Between his scheming and her blind ambition, she was a sitting duck.
It really feels like news outlets are finally saying: "Wow, the emperor *is* naked.", while a group of us peasants over in the nosebleeds have been screaming "YEAH NO SHIT" for a decade now.
TIL that the Wild Things in "Where The Wild Things Are" look like they do because Maurice Sendak didn't know how to draw horses.
This makes me feel immeasurably better about my skills.
Also, horses are VERY weird to draw.
Sure! :-D
Your story reminds me of when someone tried to dry their jeans on one of those mid-2000's tentacle lamps with colored sconces on the ends. Turns out those things get HOT, and maybe that person wasn't honest because their pants caught on fire.
This is why we schedule more lab time than you think you need!
Can't get a degree without losing at least three teeth!
A lot of junk food. A LOT of junk food. And instant ramen.
College is definitely geared towards Young Adults.
Emphasis on Young.
No, a Good Golgari would make a thicket of mushroom blooms so dense it would absolutely obscure both the sight and smell of a rotting corpse.
Dude just had a deer skeleton with bits of meat still on spread out on a white tarp like a crime scene.
Fair enough, but I would trust you not to place rotting bodies in the middle of your living room and somehow expect me NOT to see it.
This reminds me of a woman I saw on a Google shuttle home who was trying to add all the line items in her wedding budget together by writing a long string of numbers in a search bar with +'s in between.
I...do we not have classes on how to write emails anymore? I swear I took one in middle school.