There's still snow falling outside...

...And it's really hot in here again. I should be grateful for the warmth--it's supposed to get seriously cold this weekend.
('ey, yer not a Minnesotan if you don't grumble about the weather, oh ya betcha there...Oh golly, the ice-fishin' hasn't been so good, ya know...))

Not much is new here besides various feminine biological stuff you don't need to hear about. (Ummm...ow. Ow. quit it. Ow.) It makes me sleepy and grouchy. I did get in some meditation and running around with my face covered in green clay. (It's fun when it dries and starts to crack. *shamble shamble* Braiiiiiins....Braiiiiiiins.....) And before you ask, yes I did wash the clay off, though wearing it to work was tempting.

Ms Eff, it's not easy, being green...

I get to do something interesting today...

After lunch, I'm reding off a list of names of people living in the neighborhood into a microphone, along with a few other coworkers.
It's for an art piece coming up soon. Cool!

Also I've been helping someone get a package ready to send off for a submission for a show. *sigh* I should see about getting slides made. (I hear it can be done from digital, you just have to take the memory card to a photo processor.) My New Year's resolution was to apply for more places to exhibit work...and to make slightly larger work, too. Many of my pieces are small, and a few aren't much bigger than your hand. I also want to try a really large fairy doll, made of a relatively soft wood so I could have fun carving it.
Maybe a project for spring.

I'm geeking out. *Art geek mode initiated* geekgeekgeekgeekgeek.....

*grin*

I did the voice thing. I sure said me a lotta Lllllllll's...Llewyn...Langford...Leongehthoth...(Ow.)
It went really smoothly...except for that Leongtethoth one.

And Miss Cleo's meddling in my love-life, babies!!! She's sending me e-mails with dumpsters in them!!! She wants to hook me up with her Cleofriends and then tell me who my babie's daddy really is!!! Aiiigh!!! Save meeee!!!! Save me from Miss Cleo and her Love-majik!!!!

*Pant pant pant pant pant*

Another poll for you...

I got a lot of questions about how to play "No-Talent Celebrity Tag". It was originally found in Evan Dorkin's Quality comic, Milk and Cheese, where Milk and Cheese played it all over the Trump tower and wreaking havok with every step.

I used to play it with friends at parties. You'd tag someone, declare them to be the no-talent Celebrity of your choice, and they'd have to tag someone else. No repeats, and if someone disagreed with your choice it went to a hands-up voting process. It was a grisly spectacle. (I used up most of the Osmond kids in one game...the horror...)

To give you a taste of what it's like, I made you a nice poll to play with.
[Poll #16248]

Heeeheheheheeeee!!!!!

(Oh, I should also add--who else would you pick? Just put it in with the comments, so we can all go, "No he isn't!!!" "Yes he is!!!" 'he isn't He IS!" "NOT" ISISISSS!!!" "NOOOOOT!!!!" "IIIS!!!")

On this day in History...

...and industrious file-clerk discovered that different colors of Post-it notes do in fact taste different from each other....

Uh oh...

I'm running for my life before I become CarrotTop or sumthin'...It's LJ NO-TALENT CELEBRITY-TAAAAG!

click here to see the carnage...and if you wanna play too.

Ms Eff, running for the hills...

(Or you can look Here for the two lovable dairy products that birthed the game in a new game of fun, violence and projectile vomiting.)