Erm… don’t have much to say today. Except writing this in the midst of the grim drought of Southern California there must be some wish fulfillment going on, or a lame attempt at sympathetic magic.
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Erm… don’t have much to say today. Except writing this in the midst of the grim drought of Southern California there must be some wish fulfillment going on, or a lame attempt at sympathetic magic.
There, I fixed the physics on the gazebo. Perfectly safe now! Happy birthday to my darling wife Renee! Thanks so much for supporting my Lovecraft habit.
I wouldn’t trust that gazebo either. I had to rush the art a little and there’s something Escheresque going on with the column capitals.