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Things I've done the last few days:

  • Removed a dead lilac and replaced with a sweet almond.

  • Designed and printed a fucking adorable plant pot.

  • Drew a new comic that I was thinking about posting but might hold off and see how many I do and make it a zine.

  • Made a new metal piece; presently printing / prototyping plastic component.

  • Shed more skin as my latest tattoo continues to heal.

  • Fought hordes of C-virus infected in RESIDENT EVIL 6 which is a rather good time.

  • Bought a pressure washer and cleared off some of the house and yes ok fine i probably bought it to tide me over until POWERWASH SIMULATOR 2.

  • Removed big monitor from shed since I don't really need it anymore. Which I’ll probably need sooner rather than later since I just said I no longer need it.

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A friend of ours has decided to start raising backyard chickens so I made her a tiny metal chicken. Did I ever think I would make a tiny metal chicken? Not particularly (I thought my chicken-making days were behind me because I mean, how do you follow Cluckhead?) but here I am, adrift in my “tiny barnyard friend” phase and glad that I can contribute something to her backyard endeavor.

a tiny metal chicken

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Had to give up on Nick Harkaway's debut under his dad's John Le Carré name, KARLA'S CHOICE. Liked what I read of it (and I adore Harkaway's work, GNOMON especially; his turning of phrase and rhythm is spectacular) and Harkaway made an honest go of it, but it lacked the authenticity of his dad's work. Not in the spycraft sort of way, but in the human voice behind it. Felt too much like reading a really good novelization of a really good film adapt of a Le Carré classic: I'd rather read the original. Had a similar feeling watching Mangold's INDIANA JONES flick: the characters are there but the absence of the heart behind is acutely felt. Time to let Le Carré rest. Solid go, but no.