Who Needs Fingers Anyway?

Today would be a perfect day to throw a pan of boiling water into the air and watch it instantly vaporize into a cloud of snow. Maybe I could record a video and put the controversy to rest for good.

...Nah. Too cold.

Only Shooting Stars Break the Mold

Last night I watched the Perseids and it was awesome. After attempting to merely look up from a standing and sitting position (I was gentle but this morning I pay the price, holy shit it hurts), I finally opted to lie back on the wet roof instead.

It was freezing but totally worth it, because I got to see like ten meteors zinging all over the place. A couple of them were really long and one even left a visible trail behind it that lingered for a few seconds after the light was gone. Awesome.

I spied a bunch of dead leaves yesterday, on trees and in the street. Say it ain't so! After all my happy anticipation during this long, long winter I didn't even get to enjoy this summer before it ended. I've spent most of it sitting around like a big fat lump of butt on doctor's orders, and now it's almost gone and I'm still not recovered.

Oh well, fuck it. At least I like snow.

Weather or Not, Part Deux

HO SHIT SON WE ARE GONNA DIE

Creepy Photo

I love how the ruins photoset came out. This is just the first of many, once I have the time.

It's insanely windy outside. First I noticed that my wind chimes hadn't stopped tinkling for an hour or so. Then the chimes were blown away. Then the screen door started rattling around and I had to get out of bed and remove the stick that was propping it open.

Then I had to get up again an hour later because the wind started blowing the door open and closed, to the point where it was shaking on the hinges. I had to fight to get it to swing closed and latch for good.

From then on, the wind just rattled the windows and hissed along my wall and generally startled me awake at regular intervals. Finally there wasn't much point trying to tell myself I could get decent rest with all that racket going on, so I got up and wandered around like a zombie instead. Utterly useless.

Over the course of the day, our rain gutters have been blown off and sent flying across the yard. So has a rubber bumper from around one of the trees and the stick from my screen door. My bike was knocked on its side. At several points, a gust hit my wall so hard it shook my whole computer desk.


Now back to the comic. If I have to die in a hurricane, I want to be at my post when the moment comes.

Weather or Not

Attention, internet. We have thundersnow. I repeat, we have thundersnow.

Edit: I went outside on my porch to record this super-rare weather, and only realized after taping for about two minutes that I could see into my neighbor's shower. I am not sure, but I think the lady in there might have seen me. Not that I could make anything out, but it did end up in-frame for a while.

Whoops.

Where'd I Put My Swim Trunks?

HOLY CATS I CANNOT BELIEVE IT

THREE DAYS OF SUMMER, HERE WE COME

UNLESS IT CHANGES

AS IT OFTEN DOES

BECAUSE THIS IS MINNESPARTA

The cursed January

Busy busy busy. Big week with much doing. My internet friend Gui visited this week from Jersey and it was pretty cool. He taught me how to make flan and rule the world. When I've got the blogging powarz I'll post more on our adventures.

I've got lots of inking to do for the weekend. You see, Kagerou updates are about to resume as normal. The truth is that I can no longer function without the creative outlet and sense of routine it provides. The paid-work-first thing is a good idea in terms of improving my output, but trying to implement it has led to a marked decrease in productivity and wellbeing. So.

The Captain's obedience training has ended. He's shown truly remarkable improvement in his behavior, and I'm even getting his leash manners under control. Turns out I wasn't being loud or forceful enough to make him listen. You gotta bark at that dog to make him respeck joo. Also, I think his puppy energy is fading. He is still a bouncy animal, but he doesn't go batshit crazy anymore.

Greystoke died yesterday. I was surprised by how much it crushed my spirit. That fat old fellow had more personality than most people I talk to on the street. On top of the grief, I feel especially shitty for Seebs because he's had Stokes since he was a kitten (18 years ago). A good long life, but I will miss him anyway.

At least the cursed January is half over.

Minnesota Light Show

There's a huge electrical storm raging outside. I was lucky and captured two lightning strikes on camera. There would have been more, but as the weather reporter on Family Guy once said, "IT'S RAININ' SIDEWAYS!"

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PS - Light-sensitive epileptics shouldn't have looked at this post. Now you're going to die :(

~The Heyoka Of St. Paul