What else is there to do on a blustery fall day, but go to the park to frolic and clown around. Unfortunately if you are familiar with the park by my house it is filled with all sorts of derelicts and miscreants. See for yourself what my Sunday at the park entailed.
Our living room pc is currently suffering from a depressed BIOS and possibly schizophrenic cache. While it’s in therapy working out it’s Father issues and mounding tissues up on what I’m sure is a more expensive couch than we have, I’ve been giggling maniacally at this College Humor interpretation of the Matrix run on WinXP.
I’m thinking shock treatment is the way to go.
Found via Laughing Squid
I am quite excited!! I have an addition to the family of tattoos that currently reside on my body! I got the outline done last Saturday evening, literally on a whim!
I went into see my piercer to have a piece of jewelry changed out and started talking to her about some work that I wanted done. One thing lead to another and I had an appointment to come back later that evening to see her!
I had been toying with the idea of putting something on my left forearm for a while now ( a while being 6 months or more.) I just hadn’t officially decided what I wanted until Saturday. I was going through this ultra brilliant print website and found a print that had some elements that I could put together a custom piece and thus I had my new tattoo!
So, I decided to start with the outline and then come back for the color. I figured this would give me time to adjust to the new artwork and even come up with additional ideas for it! It is a bit over-whelming to look down and see it on my arm. I keep it covered during work hours because I work in a corporate setting. Even though they adjusted to my body jewelry I don’t think they could easily adjust to the new tattoo! I was surprised to discover that I must be a true masochist because I literally enjoyed the pain. It hurt but not as bad as I thought it would and after a while it was stimulating! Strange, I know!
Here is the outline, it’s a work in progress that will eventually tie into a whole storyline up the arm and out of sight! It’s an exciting process! It will be pretty brilliant in colors! With blues, mauves and blacks! I like a lot of color in tattoos!
Can you guess what the tat consist of? Share yours!!
Disinfecting Hainan University
Hainan University, in Southern China, is currently under lock and key. The entire campus has been quarantined due to an outbreak of Cholera. The actions are something you would expect from your usual dystopic sci-fi fare but the net result is a terrifying twist on many of our jaded stereotypes, and its still ongoing. At least one student from within the quarantined campus has been blogging her thoughts and experiences fairly frequently. It’s chilling to read, and not in the pleasant “oh its a bit late, put on something scary” way.
There is no news about Jiajia. I heard that she asked someone to bring food to her. When Yuanyuan told us that, we reflected on how terrible it is to be under quarantine without food. But at least we figured that Jiajia was not in big trouble. She was not going without food, but we cannot imagine what it was like inside. There are many rumors now. When we speak about cholera, our expressions change a bit first.
It was raining periodically during the day. Someone said that cholera broke out because the heavy rains earlier flushed out the stuff from the drainage pipes. Someone said that the cafeteria bought some dead fish. Some said that we will be held here for one month. Someone said that other epidemics have broken out … the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipate and drop into our hearts.
io9 caught it and posted, but things being what they are this hasn’t really garnered much news attention. I’m sure if the same circumstance were repeated in the US, it would have been immediately all over the media.
My heart goes out to the students of Hainan U; may their ordeal be over soon.
Fifth grader Jordan Hood thought his bloody vampire was scary, but he had no idea how scary it really was.
When he returned from his art class, his homeroom teacher was so scared she called the assistant principal and campus security. So much so that poor Jordan couldn’t return to school pending a psychological examination.
Surprisingly it wasn’t the blood and the gore that frightened his teacher, it was her hyper-sensitivity to gang signs. Apparently she projected hidden meaning into the “cryptic” symbolism in the child’s art. For the frightened Savannah, GA elementary school teacher the tears of blood reminded her of gang-related tear drop tattoos often seen on TV. She also read into the “I Kill For Blood” as referring to the famous LA street gang the Bloods, meaning all those tears of blood represent all of the times Jordan’s character had killed for his gang the Bloods. Fear has amazing powers.
While the drawing is rudimentary at best it is a little creepy. I think I would be more concerned if this was what he passed in for an Easter assignment than for Halloween.
