This is particularly apt, considering that I’m reading World War Z right now. (After a hella good rec from felixknight13, among others, from whom I do want to borrow the audio book version, even if it’s abridged, if only to hear Henry Rollins read that one chapter. )

…a few moments later….

Lookit that.. the website has teaser audiosnippets from some chapters. Now I really have to borrow the audio version.

Off to watch the season opener for Big Love….

Or at least, that’s what Painter calls the settings I used for this one.

This one has been a pain in my ass for the last week. Couldn’t put it down, and couldn’t get it quite right. This, at least, is close to what I was getting at.

Carved wood PC accessories - Someday (when I can afford to buy my furniture somewhere *other* than IKEA) I’ll get decked out with something like this. Chalk it up to being raised by a wood sculptor, but solid wood says quality to me.

Carved Pencils - Wow. And here I thought that whittling a stick into a chain was impressive.

The AfterEllen.com Hot 100 List - So I’m shallow, but I do love looking at pretty girls.

My brother Matt has a lot of hobbies… one of them happens to be rock climbing. (Which looks *so* much cooler than me just sitting here at my computer.)

I’ve been working on that pesky “I want to control every part of my website but I also want the freedom of a normal posting client” problem for literally years. I think I’ve finally found a solution that will let me post seamlessly though LJ (for art and thinky thoughts) and del.icio.us (for random links), mirror the results on my website, and not break my past archives or my brain.

It will probably mean that the old CreateSomething .rss feed will be depreciated, but even my control freak-ness has been getting tired of updating two files by hand every time I want to post.

That solution’s name, by the way, is Feed Digest, and I’m thinking it might just rock.

Apparently, too well. Today we experienced the joys of having one’s car stolen. No one was *in* said car at the time, nothing irreplaceable was in the car, and the cops found it just a few hours later. Minus, I’m told, many of the parts that make it particularly car-like. (Seats, battery, fender, bumper….)

So I now have a nice blue claim ticket that I get to take to city hall (ok, a building right next to city hall) in 3-5 working days, and they will return to me a vaguely car-shaped pile of metal. And I should be contacted by my insurance claims adjuster tomorrow.

On the upside, I can relax and not worry about driving to work for the near future. Bill and Dom get to play rock/paper/scissors for that tomorrow. Yes, I’m being glass half full girl…. ’cause why not? I work in the toilet section of Newark. Bring you car around there long enough, and your number will come up. So today was my day. Life’s like that sometimes. And it’s a little refreshing to having a spot of bad luck that just randomly happened, and wasn’t in any way due to me bing a ditz.

This is *so* true. (Jack tried to run outside once. Turns out, he likes the big outdoors much better when it’s on the other side of the window.)

C’mon - haven’t we all wanted to give someone that shiv?

I’m not entirely happy with the blue shading around the outside - a little too much like a drop shadow. (like anything that’s overused, they make me wince)

I almost feel like my hands should be all smudged up after finishing this one.