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Costuming Input Needed!

If you were making an Autumn as Death costume (you know, standard Death, black robe, scythe, etc), what would you make be the scythe? I want it to be fall related- The robe is black with orange and yellow coming up from the bottom and the "crown" is a laurel of fall leaves. Given those, what would you make the scythe be?

Apr. 6th, 2011

Hey!! Guys! This is a little late, but can you guys go in the next two hours and help fund my friend Crystal's album on Kickstarter??? I would love to see her get up to $900 (it's at $849 right now). She does filk and folk and gypsy rock, and she is a good time! SO YAY come and give her money!


So please, go? Donate $1? $5? $10?

Movie review, offsite!

I review Kick-Ass. Belatedly.


Read it!!!


I can't post this on Facebook, because I got it from FB from someone who is proCoulter, but AHHHHHH:


I am not exactly pro everything unions do, but oh my god, she's attacking one of the FEW small city bus systems that is called a success. And you know what, if my bus driver makes enough money to be comfortably happy with his job, then I am happy for him, dammit. Isn't that part of the fucking American Dream? To make more and more money that by the time you fucking retire, you CAN retire? It is as though our conservative brethren want us all to work at Wal-Mart after we "retire," instead of being able to do the things that we have always been told about.

I don't have a sad icon. Huh.

I never updated here about my grandmother, but Grannie (Grannie Mac, Mary Etta McCormick) died on January 2nd, 2011. I loved her, I love her, and I miss her so much. A side effect of all of this is that I can't listen to Five for Fighting's "100 Years" anymore, because it was the song I had dedicated to her from me at the viewing.

Now I'm down to one grandparent left, sigh. He better stay around for a little bit at least.

Christmas Recap

Well, now that Christmas is over, let's talk about swag and family. ... Family.

We mixed it up a bit this year, because it was thought to be too traumatic to have the traditional everyone at the grandparents' house this year. Grannie has terminal colon cancer. It's spread all over her body. Yay. I'm so.. BAH. I don't want to lose both grandmothers in less than a year, dammit. But she's going. You can hear her dying. SO ANYWAY. Because of that, we split up that side of the family, and visited at different times. We went Christmas morning, instead of Christmas Eve, which was crazy and weird for my brain. 28 years of doing it the other way makes for a weird change in tradition!

Instead, on Christmas Eve, we went to the OTHER side of the family, and I saw them at Christmas time for the first time in like four years. Fun! I discovered through my cousin's daughter, yet again, that I really don't think I'm cut out for parenting. Audrey is 6 and a massive handful. Oh my god, that child is the BIGGEST handful. She drove me mad. She stole my new camera after she discovered it and now I have a ton of pictures on it that make no sense at all. I told her I'd post the clear ones for her on Facebook. Ha, that means like FOUR.

After that, went home, and then went to Grannie and Grandpa's in the morning. Good news, saw Aunt Debbie and Cillian, the sweetest Labradoodle ever, Grannie and Grandpa, and Sally. And my dad made it. Bad news, the rest of the family wasn't there, my dad got really tired (He had pneumonia and is still recovering), and oh yeah. Grannie's DYING.

Exchanged gifts with those who were there, left gifts for those who would be there later... Not sure how to get gifts from them, but we'll figure it out later! Ha! Ha!

Roxy and I exchanged gifts on... Uhh... Christmas Eve. Like at 3am. Because we didn't know when we would see each other after that. Turned out we saw each other a lot, hahaha.

It occurs to me that this swag list is going to really make me and Roxy look like lovers, but oh well, here comes the swag:

Digital Camera #3, a new Nikon CoolPix (in plum, because we decided that lower end cameras should have their color mentioned. at all times. like it's a spec.)- Roxy
Tongues of Serpents (YAY)- Roxy
Avatar Book 3- Roxy
Cardigans!!!!!!- My parents. They took me seriously. I have three new totally different style cardigans. I have a crazy black and yellow boyfriend style that everyone says stepped out of an Ivy League club's wardrobe, a cute (and warm) gray with argyle one and a jersey ... bright... navy blue one. That seems contradictory, bright navy blue. But it is. It's not royal blue, it's very navy. But not super dark.

New keyboard- Carson
Lost Skeleton of Cadavra- Carson
the beloved Going Places t-shirt- Carson- This gift actually made me CRY. This was my favorite t-shirt until I hit puberty and could no longer fit my boobs into it. I gave it to him at that point, and it quickly became his favorite as well. We both assumed mom had tossed it, but he found it at the bottom of the closet and gave it to me. Surprisingly, it's lacking any stains at all!

$10 Best Buy card. Oh well. Sigh. I told everyone I really didn't want cards from there or Target, but I got it from Katy anyway.
A gift card with the rest of the family for Buca di Beppo. Mmmmmm.
$10 Starbucks card from Leslie
Live Ben Folds Five DVD from Al and Mark (it's PS2 compatible!!!! The sticker on the front SAYS SO.)

Uhhhh I'm sure there's more but that's what I remember right now. Teehee.

Oh, Daisy is giving me Sherlock Holmes, apparently. And St Nicholas gave me Scott Pilgrim, on St Nicholas Day. Yayyyyyy!
So this morning, as I look into your eyes, and into the eyes of all of my brothers in Alabama and all over America and over the world, I say to you, "I love you. I would rather die than hate you." And I’m foolish enough to believe that through the power of this love somewhere, men of the most recalcitrant bent will be transformed.

Neil Gaiman's The Price, being funded solely by fans. Has until December 1st to make $150,000.

It looks so cool. Pledge!! Pledge!

Mar. 30th, 2010

Also, you know what I really don't like? Having to click through ads to post, livejournal. "You will be returned to the livejournal experience after this advertisement" my ass.

Song stuck in head. Why. Why must I have that in my head. Really, now. Why.