Been a while…

Sorry about the comic thing, I’ve been very amused by it. The import of that particular RSS feed is incomplete, lacking in a permalink and an image of the latest comic done. I’ll probably disable that and manually post them as they’re made. As it is, those following my blog via RSS get a link to my blog, a link to an entry, with nothing in that entry. Sorry for the spam.

There’s now a fourth household member, for as long as he needs it. Meet Tank, the dwarven viking among other things. He’s a longtime friend and self-described brother to the druid, and by extension a friend of mine. It’s nice to be able to visit Tank leisurely, rather than snagging moments between his visits with his daughter, or my ill-timed gallbladder surgery, which ruined his most recent visit. Blah. It’s awesome to have him here, and he’s mostly okay with camping out in the living room for the short-term. While he’s here, he has plenty to eat, internet to play with, and a whole new city to apply for jobs in. In the meantime, Tank and the druid spend a lot of time together, and Tank and I have a chance to connect too. Is very good.

The Top Secret Web Project with the dreamer is stalled a little–he can’t afford to pay me what I’m really worth and I can’t really afford to spend all my time on a no-pay project and not have any time left with which to look for real employment. I’m afraid about having enough to eat just now. For necessity’s sake, I told my friend that he either has to pay me more, or give me less to do. After accusing me of flaking out, he chose the latter option.

It’s August and the temp has been in the mid-70s. It’s been fabulous and almost chilly, which suits me very very well. Most every night, the skies are clear and I can strain to see the few constellations I recognize without a reference. I’m heartsick for a clear, unpolluted view of the stars. Absolutely heartsick. For some reason I’ve been thinking about my sister a lot, and my memories of her seem timed to the need to see the stars, as well.

I want to write in this thing more. Memes don’t seem to do it for me. I’m not sure what else I can use for motivation to do so. But unlike the other times this blog has existed, I don’t feel the particular need to delete it and start over.

I leave you with this, my recent foray to the bar where they had karaoke that particular night: