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June 19, 2022
Patreon Microfiction: Not Your Problem.
If ‘Not Your Problem’ is bleak, it’s uniquely so. I mean, tough luck on the infinitely future cosmos, sure. But this doesn’t sound like a particularly bad deal for us. I mean, I don’t even really remember the apartment my family had in Brooklyn.
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June 18, 2022
‘Beat It.’
#commissionearned
The TINSEL RAIN books are in!
Behold!
Behold! pic.twitter.com/ixJEek0EeV
— Ogiel (Moe Lane) (@Ogiel23) June 18, 2022
I’ve tentatively penciled in Monday as the day I start preparing books and whatnot for TINSEL RAIN Kickstarter fulfilment. I have to assemble sample packages, weigh, and assign postage for them. Once I have an idea about that, I can lock orders, buy the postage, and mail out the books! Huzzah!
#commissionearned
Book of the Week: Our Man In Charleston.
My wife turned me onto Christopher Dickey’s Our Man in Charleston: Britain’s Secret Agent in the Civil War South, and I’m about halfway through it. It’s pretty good: OMIC is Robert Bunch, British consul in Charleston for the 1850s and 1860s. And oh, but did he have Views about the antebellum South in general, and South Carolina in particular. Dickey’s writing is accurate in the parts I already knew about, which presumably means he’s decently sound on the topic in general, and the book itself is well-written. Go ahead and check it out.
Item Seed: Burlingame’s Round.
Mostly because I felt like it. Art for art’s sake, and all that.
Burlingames-Round-Google-DocsDownloadTweet of the Day, Fortunately, This Never Happened To Me edition.
I come from an artistic family. One sister is a graphic designer, another danced, and my mom does… well, everything, really. Both of my kids are on the art track, and that’s cool. That’s real cool.
But it doesn’t mean I don’t see this comic’s point.
Cultivating Creativity in Your Child! [Comic] https://t.co/7ghCJDooP8
— Geeks are Sexy (@geeksaresexy) June 18, 2022
June 17, 2022
Visited with the in-laws!
They came down to visit my sister-in-law, who is convalescing with her new SO. Nothing life-threatening, but she needs to take it easy for a couple of weeks. Anyway, we visited, there was pizza and a decent red wine, we all relaxed, it was a thing. I needed the break in general, you know?
The rest of the weekend is gonna be even less strenuous; I have beer time scheduled tomorrow afternoon, and a baronial meeting on Sunday, and that’s it. Maybe I’ll get some more charcoal, and grill things. And maybe I won’t.
Annnnnnd digital school is over.
The oldest was already back this year, and the youngest is finishing up his digital classes today. So… it’s done. No more being an unpaid teacher’s aide*! No more 6:30 AM wakeups! (At least, not until September.) Freedom. FREEEEEEEDDDDDOOOM…
Moe Lane
*Thirty-plus years ago, I looked over my options, and I realized right off the bat that I had no desire for a career in education. The last three years have absolutely validated my reaction. I apparently wasn’t awful at being an aide; but, sh*t, these were my kids, right? I’d better be good at it.
