Month: July 2013

  • Gundam Winging It

    Oh hey, look at what I assembled over the weekend.

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    Such a fierce little dude, isn’t he?

  • Not-So-Giant Robots

    So, in order to give myself something to do (possibly even accomplish) I have begun assembling one of the models I bought … oh, late last year? Ahem.

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    Yes, that’s a little Wing Gundam. And it doesn’t require glue, which was a pleasant surprise I don’t mind admitting. Hopefully I’ll have a finished robot to show off… soon…

  • “Fie,” Nan says.

    There are times when I feel like I’m only of value for two things: To my employers, how much work can they get out of me for the money they pay, and to everyone else, how much money I have for the things they want. I’m a walking, talking, income-outgo equation. Nobody wants to know what’s on my mind or hear about my day. I’m just here to shut up, smile, nod, and make sure I pay my bills on time. Or pick up the tab. Or cough it up for some surprise expense or another.

    In case you’re wondering why my writing output fell off again, yes, I’m fighting my way through another depressive period. Paradoxically the summer weather is both helping and hindering my efforts. The full-spectrum sunlight and blue skies help, but the oppressive humidity and heat sap my energy something terrible. Living my entire non-work existence in my bedroom with the noisy rattling air conditioner only reduces the temperature factor, it sure doesn’t help in any other way.

    Is it autumn yet?

  • All The Ducks

    This is the sort of thing I get up to when a silly joke idea gets stuck in my head and won’t go away.

    And there you go. Never let it be said I let the opportunity to jump in on a meme bandwagon go by unchallenged.