Where’s the Nut?
I had so much fun making the photo stack that I did last night that I had to try another one. Actually, this is a photo I’ve wanted to take (and tried to) for awhile. I love the layers and textures of the tops of these acorns that my oak tress produce every fall, but especially when adding in the stem at the top, it’s impossible to get everything in focus. I find that my new…
So I’m a little out of practice, and it took me a while to find a compatible acorn top, but a few folks have told me they’ve never heard of it, so I thought I’d attempt to demonstrate it.
First, it is important to find the right size and shape - as well as one that isn’t cracked on the edges (or broken all the way through, obvs).
The ones where I live were all too small and broken which is why this took so long to put together. I found these ones by accident while out this weekend. They were bigger and flatter (but possibly too flat? I think I also had an easier time when I was younger because I had smaller thumbs and thumb placement is IMPORTANT)
Next is the placement of the thumbs. You have to shape a Y with your thumbs, covering up a good chunk of the acorn top and leaving a little gap for you to place your mouth and blow. Kind of like a flute, actually.
This is actually a little sloppy looking but you wouldn’t believe how hard it was to even take photos or videos. I had to rope @socially-awkward-chocobo in to be my accomplice.
NOW!
Can anyone tell me what song I was whistling?
Hint: It’s Video Game related. And no, Choco, you don’t get to guess, you already know :P
What a beautiferous morning.
After months of running barefoot through snow and dodging yesterday's rain, the sun leaked out. (Never the walk of shame; always the prance of pride.)
When Lo! and Behold!
I came across a street littered with virtually hundreds and hundreds of Hershey's Kisses!
I gasped with awe and started slowly spinning, my arms out, a free-range organic Rio de Janeiro Jesus airplane of joy --- until I saw they were just acorn tops.
this is random but one of my favorite ALNST joke OCs is a girl who had a massive crush on Ivan and was able to date him for a little while because he felt bored enough to accept her. what follows is the most excruciating insanity inducing half-relationship in existence (they lasted 3 weeks before she gave up trying to understand him)
Oh no I just got an incredibly angsty idea for your Post-Mecha Sally AU. This can either be a dream Sal has while sleeping (either at home or resting from a training session) or actually happens. What if out of petty vengeance for having his new favorite "toy" taken from him Eggman makes a true Metal Sally to hunt and haunt Sally and her friends?
It's uploaded with whatever memories and and battle data Robotnik managed to save before she was de-roboticized and mocks her with what she did while enslaved.
Maybe the sight of it triggers some PTSD in her and Sally goes absolutely FERAL on it! You ever seen the Soul Eater Anime? Y'know the scene where Maka awakens her Weapon Blood and sprouts scythe blades all over her body? I'm imagining that but with ring blades sticking out of every square inch of her new stripes.
Once THAT happens it's a mad dash to either destroy the Metal Sally or get Sal to snap out of it before she burns out her Ring Energy and passes out or something (I dunno what Ring Energy does for her other than powers her new abilities and makes her feel cold).
But even with the Metal Sally dealt with (destroyed or fled) Sally still going kinda nuts and injures Sonic while he's trying to calm her down, not badly but it'll be those kinda wounds that look way worse than they are. THAT will snap her out of it and then she and Sonic have a big crying hug about it with Sally whimpering apologies.
If it's a dream then Sonic or whoever wakes her up gets hurt from her flailing awake and the same thing onwards.
i read "nightmare" and got tunnel vision lol
just the lines for now-- might colour someday when i have the time!
It seems I haven’t posted one of these since the end of May. It’s mostly life stuff, so under the cut for those who’d prefer to skip.
Recovery from my volunteer job took longer than I thought it would. Like, three weeks. After dealing with that I threw myself into catching up on yard work and better interior organization in the house. That lasted a couple of weeks. Then we decided on a mini-vacation of five days at a cabin owned by some people we know.
The vacation didn’t go so well. It was too hot to even consider venturing outside, and after the first couple of days I just wasn’t feeling well. We came back a day early (Sunday before last). We’d been back for perhaps 48 hours and I was starting to feel better when we discovered that the rat mites were back.
I cannot express how much I loathe these things. If you’ve never encountered them, I pray to the universe you never will.
Pros:
-They cannot breed off of humans.
-Lifecycles are fairly short. (2-8 weeks.)
-They do not carry diseases.
-They usually only bite humans when their rat host has died, and if you find and dispose of the body, that usually ends the problem very quickly.
Cons:
-They mostly bite you when you’re sleeping at night.
-They prefer to bite the more tender skin, probably they’re too small to bite rough patches, since they’re not quite microscopic in size.
-The bites itch like the dickens. Worse than mosquitoes or anything else I’ve ever been bitten by.
-If you cannot find the source (ie: the dead rat) you are stuck waiting out their life-cycles, and minimizing exposure by removing all cloth anywhere near your bed, washing bedding frequently, using bug spray and/or diatomaceous earth.
Well. We’ve failed to find the source. No dead rats to be found anywhere we looked. My car is literally full of all the clothing, blankets, and plushies I had to shove into black plastic trash bags to quarantine.
On the plus side, since it’s summer, a single day in those bag in the car when it’s 90F outside will kill any mites trapped inside those bags. On the downside, I at one point had at least ten bites in places like ‘around my belly button’ and ‘on the back of my hand’ or ‘the underside of my wrist’ and the itch was so intense it was hard to focus on anything else.
We’ve washed and re-washed the bedding, sprayed the bed frames, layed down fresh diatomaceous earth. But until it’s been at least two weeks since we last had a bite, we can’t be sure there aren’t more coming from the source, so the contents of my bedroom remain in bags in my car. No use unpacking it just to have to re-pack it.
It’s ‘under control’ for now, and we’ve only had one or two bites in the last few days instead of the 3-4 new ones every time we sleep. I was starting to relax at least slightly, though still feeling stressed.
Then yesterday... one of my teeth had a pain explosion. >_<;; I’d known this tooth would need a root canal, but I was trying to wait a few months on it, because I don’t have dental insurance at the moment. SIGH. After a little over 24 hours of continuous pain, with nothing really helping much, I realized it’s infected, and called my dentist this morning. I’m now on TWO antibiotics to forestall the infection, which is probably going to play havoc with my gut, and I’ll have to get the root canal next week, insurance or no insurance.
So it may be just flowers for a while yet folks. Life is just going that way right now. I’m laying odds that the ants will start invading again before my birthday next month. I already found a couple of ant scouts in the bathroom.