What Are You Doing?

What Dapper said. Yours was the pokemon, Woody.

 

Popcorn escaped! I knew it. Time to eat the other hostages, er, popcorn bags...

I will rest better knowing the popcorns were watching a series as you murdered them.

 

Do we what we did and move down from NY to PA. Sure the state governments a constant corrupt garbage fire, and nay government service or anything is a joke but...trees. Granted that's everywhere with the government but...New York ran a lot smoother and with more efficiency. Maybe a little to much, sometimes.

My mentor who taught me everything I know about photography used to do shoots like that when he had his bus¢enis. Always saying how he loved it because "Somebody had to eat that food."

Went into work this morning thinking it`d be a quick easy day. I was incorrect. got a ton of arrivals (do first), stay overs (do second), and check-outs (do last). From my first room I knew the day was gonna be a slodge open the door and garbage....as far as the eye could see. They also left a whole stash of beer and we don`t lot and found food sooo...that was a nice take home. After I got done with my arrivals I was informed the rest of my rooms had either turned into arrival or stay overs. WE can`t leave any of those out sooo long day. Then when I made it up in the stock room dam place look like it had been ravaged. Barely anything left for my cart.


Outside of work today was a friends death day two years ago now. That beer came in handy for that. Just glad this long week is more or less over. Work tomorrow, then off Wednesday. Got two days off in a row coming up soon. Sunday and Monday. That's rare.

 

Plot twist: At some point the popcorn got divided into sects. The sects broke into a fight to prove which one is the strongest. Pop War I had began. The Butterfree and The Paprician sects prevailed all the others and swore each other eternal brotherhood, until some rebels from the Corny sect promoted a manifesto that united all other fallen sects against the two sect giants and so, Pop War II began. The war was long and buttery, almost lasted for 1 whole minute. Some exhausted disciple warriors started starving to death and resorted to cannibalism. Little did they know that this would result in a new virus that made the affected turn into zombie corns. In the end they all got so out of control that they spread popcorn crumbs all over my carpet and that's where I drew the line. I ate them all to spare them from their misery and now they rest in piece(s) inside my tummie.

Some pieces are stuck between my teeth. How uncomfortable.

 

Now it's time for the Gummy, toothy and cavities war.

Also, Zombie-corn wasn't shot twice in the head. It's gonna get you from inside.

What will our protagonist do!?

 

Brush her teeth. (At some point). Gotta keep them teeth clean so I'm not recorded in pop history as an evil beast. Not that I'm not...

If things turn sour in my stomach, I see two scenarios.

1) The zombie corn dissolve inside by tummy. I go take a damp. I flush. The end.
2) I turn into a zombie, travel to Hollywood and attend the casting for Zombieland 3. I cross my fingers they pick me. Who wouldn't want to play along a cast like this?

 

Fingers crossed we'll be seeing our (possibly) residential Zombie in ZL3! ....which doesn't at all like German Super Weapon.

And now I pass out. Like a zom....bie....

 

.....Last night was something else. Least I didn't post too much. Looks like fun posts though.

Ahem. So, breakfast, yum. Coffee with some dark chocolate pieces stirred in. They melt and make the coffee heavenly. Eating pancakes with some terrible veggie bacon. My oldest niece and newest roomie brought this crap, said it's healthy. Bleh, I'd rather chew on a shoe.

On today's menu: Drop off Jeep, pick out a new car to ride around. Was thinking of the 2019 Chrysler Pacifica, but I dunno yet.

Later hoomans!

 

I was thinking about PA, actually. My older brother used to live out that way. Plus, its not too far from my milking grounds.... I'll look up some real estate there later on today.

Now, later hoomans!

 

well yeah, but you dont get many results typing in just "nine tails" or "kitsune" (cool tattoos though)
I figure pokemon or not, its close enough lol. Its derived from the same myth.
Potato-potato

 

This dude is what got me interested in the whole thing:

 

Not a myth. Cat o' nine tails.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_o%27_nine_tails

 

Young Einstein...Yahoo Serious' first and best movie. A cult classic.

Spoiler: riding rant...

I wouldn't mind something to eat or drink that helps with the cold while riding, as within minutes after arriving home, a warm stew and a 24 degrees room is more than enough to defrost. Though I'm actually okay by the time I've put me treadlee away, not the temp of the air itself. The only painful part of winter riding is fingertips and toes (toes only on super cold days), the rest of the bod has acclimated quite easily. Was actually suprised me face isn't sore from the cold, but perhaps the beard helps.

And that pain is only whilst riding. As soon as I stop for a rest and meal in the village, even in zero temps, the fingertips are okay. Perhaps some Brandy, but then, being sloshed presents it's own probs.

Ohh, I'd forgotten about this...I could design a ski mask type setup like I had back on the mainland when I'd often ride to work at 3am to hit the factory floor by 4 for overtime. The mask, like a cowboy's mask, sits over the nose and mouth and tucks into your shirt, thus you're breathing warm air off your body. Within minutes I'd be sweating while only wearing shorts and a t-shirt, thus you design the mask so you can easily drop it down and put it back on over your nose, to regulate your body's temp.

But this defeats the purpose of the health benefits of Wim Hof cold weather immersion. The only problem with cold riding in the mild winters we have here is fingertips and toes. The cold on the rest of the bod is actually enjoyable, invigorating and appreciated, but the fingertips can get a tad painful whilst riding. I've tried snow type gloves with flecce onthe inside and a wind reistant outer layer, but even with walking onth traintrack, the fingers would still get sore, thus would be even less effective whilst riding in increased wind.

Nope, I think wisest way to go is continue acclimation process - focus on increasing acceptance of soreness of fingers and less on complaining and resisting those sensations.

 

Sequels, sequels, sequels, sequels....

 

And speaking of riding...dawn is fast approaching, the sky looks good, I missed ride day yesterday due to constant drizzle, so I'm off. And I just thought of a fix for me sore fingertips while still benefitting from cold temps for the rest of me bod...wind guards in front of the grips. ˜thumbsup˜

 

Morning workout went well. Brought some breakfast from Burger King, ate it, now I feel the urge to toilet scream. The wonders of a nasty-ish breakfast. Should've just went to Tim Hortons, eh.

 

At work doing atterburgs

 

looks like a cross between a Pikachu and Tails the Fox lol.

Love, Death and Robots did something pretty cool and did a steampunk mecha kitsune

 

I actually used pokemon in a piece of flash fiction that I tried to sell, but I don't know if the online mag that I submitted it to has decided on it yet. I will be sure to let everyone know when I find out which way they go.

 

That sort of reminds me of Kirara (pronounced "Kilala") in the InuYasha anime series.

EDIT: Come to think of it I often wished that sort of cat was real, I would have liked having either form (or both forms) of that cat for a friend.

 

- On last chapter of final edit before sending to pot(ential) pub(lisher)s...that dinna take long.
- Will do cover letter and research over weekend for suitable pubs and possibly send off e-copies sometime next week...˜excitement˜
- snagged a working laser printer $5 @ the tip moons ago, then bought quality cartridges, so hard copies won't be a prob @ home.
- Another drizzle day today so no injectors yet.
- Getting used to new gearing on treadlee, me and bike syncing up better on each ride. No dramatic ride times differences as yet.
- Treadlee road tyres @ post office, but will pick 'em up on friday.

 

- Never seen before but I saw some short YT clips, watched Californication season 1 the last couple of days. Snagged it for $5 from an Op shop. May even fork out for the rest of the seasons, subject to price of course.
- Drizzle again today.
- Friday, friday, post office pickups, thus installing road tyres over weekend.
- Depending on weekend weather, either install injectors or continue with book work.
- Book, all chapters done, now half way through edit of life story examples in Appendix, thus book fully edited within the next couple of hours. Will do cover letter once I find out what that entails.
- May go for a quick thrash over The Sidling if the drizzle is still around as I head into the village for various things.

 

Trying to figure out if it is possible to cancel and get a refund for a 79 dollar phone.

 

IDK, stress relief, bit of KSP making ridiculous planes and what not.
Gonna make a dune buggy and play in the simulated desert.

 

Put a railgun on the buggy. Gotta stay safe from those giant centipedes.