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Jul. 18th, 2005 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
which_chickPicture posting, picture posting, time to do some picture posting... (If you somehow don't know the tune that I'm singing along to, please click here.)
All on the same page now? Right, then.
The only thing I have blooming in the yard (besides the house-eating campsis) is the echinacea. I really like these. They're architecturally interesting.
Also, I got a package in the mail today. Yay for packages!! Here is a still life with soap:
I have not yet tried the soaps but they look very interesting. I'll keep you posted, as I'm certain everyone else is as interested in my soap fetish as I am.
Finally, here is a progress shot on the mitten:
Today, this morning, while I was driving to get the boy for work, the radio played Mr. Roboto. (For our younger audience members, this is a Styx song that was fairly popular long ago, into history back*, when I was but thirteen or so.) I'm familiar enough with the song to sing along to most of the lyrics. They're not like a surprise or anything, so I'm tooling along in my car at oh-dark-hundred (6:50 AM) when all of a sudden one of the damn lines resolves in my mind as ひみつをしりたい... kind of like those fucking magic eye pictures allegedly work, the ones where you're supposed to squint and lose focus and all of a sudden you can see sharks or Elvis or something? Those. I can't do those, and I've spent probably more time than is sane trying.
*phrase lifted wholesale from Mad Max, Beyond Thunderdome
All on the same page now? Right, then.
The only thing I have blooming in the yard (besides the house-eating campsis) is the echinacea. I really like these. They're architecturally interesting.
Also, I got a package in the mail today. Yay for packages!! Here is a still life with soap:
I have not yet tried the soaps but they look very interesting. I'll keep you posted, as I'm certain everyone else is as interested in my soap fetish as I am.
Finally, here is a progress shot on the mitten:
Today, this morning, while I was driving to get the boy for work, the radio played Mr. Roboto. (For our younger audience members, this is a Styx song that was fairly popular long ago, into history back*, when I was but thirteen or so.) I'm familiar enough with the song to sing along to most of the lyrics. They're not like a surprise or anything, so I'm tooling along in my car at oh-dark-hundred (6:50 AM) when all of a sudden one of the damn lines resolves in my mind as ひみつをしりたい... kind of like those fucking magic eye pictures allegedly work, the ones where you're supposed to squint and lose focus and all of a sudden you can see sharks or Elvis or something? Those. I can't do those, and I've spent probably more time than is sane trying.
*phrase lifted wholesale from Mad Max, Beyond Thunderdome
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Date: 2005-07-21 10:21 pm (UTC)