so, after the teacher gives me feedback, i get to remove all the clay from the skull and start over with tissue depth markers. I wonder who my skull used to be? The only thing I know is it’s a female.
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I’m taking a forensic facial reconstruction class. This is my practice attempt at putting muscle on bone (before we learn about tissue depth). Haven’t heard back from the teacher yet, so this could be totally wrong. Here it is anyway…
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After 3 unsuccessful attempts to kill Brni’s alarm clock, I shuffled out of the bedroom thinking sweet thoughts of coffee, but a blinding light stopped me dead in my tracks. The living room and kitchen were lit with an unholy yellow glow. I couldn’t focus! I couldn’t move!
It was the sun! No longer a thing of stories, a myth. The sun was up and shining, stinging my eyes, assaulting my sleepy brain with rays of hot gold. Oh, glory day. No more rain.
The day is hot, the deck dry and the grass, now a good foot tall is begging for a mowing.
things are looking brighter
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I find that I can still be surprised at how stupid our congress critters are and how sheepily people follow, banging pots and jumping on bandwagons.
Case in point, the new and improved problem of Guantanamo Detention Camp. We finally begin to admit that it’s wrong to detain people in off-shore prisons without some nod to due process. Some even admit that torture is indeed torture and that we shouldn’t oughta do it, even to non-christian foreigners and sympathizers. Even Cheney is having a difficult time defending torture without sounding as if he’s pouting.
So our new and slightly improved administration says NO to torture and announces we will shut down Guantanamo (the prison, not the song), and everybody who’s everybody, repubs and dems alike, start shouting in 2 part harmony, “Not in our backyard!”
*huh?*
Where the hell did they think we would transfer the prisoners–I mean, detainees? To a different off-shore prison where we can’t keep tabs on what the hell is going on with these terrifying people (can I call them people?)? And hey, what ever happened with those other secret, off-shore prisons anyway? Anybody? And exactly how is it dangerous to put these prisoners–er–detainees in some maximum security military prison? I mean really, this country knows how to imprison people. We do it all the time. We keep all sorts of people locked up for all sorts of scary reasons–shoplifting, pot smoking–we even imprison thieves, rapists, and murderers, whether they are guilty or not. We do it better and to more people per capita than any other country in the world, ever.
In our backyard is exactly where we want to imprison suspected (and maybe even real) terrorists. We want to keep our enemies very very close so that we can watch ’em and also watch those who are charged with their keep.
Yes, this one got me. Thought I’d seen all the stupid we had to offer, but damn, this stupid is over the top. When will my country grow up and stop embarrassing me?
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so….
after the terrible crash and untimely death of my poor, pre-owned iMac, the new machine is finally, totally up and running. the files are all migrated. the old hard drive is safely packed away. the new 1 terabyte backup drive is installed and running.
i hate computers.
long live computers.
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