All miniatures are now base coated and ~half are painted. At least until I get some more…

Lack of fedoras.

My 18 year old sphynx, Hairry, is doing well in his recovery from heart failure. Not as active as he used to be, but his appetite and thirst are at reasonable levels again and he’s able and willing to move with the sunbeams across the house.

Not the Bs!

But when the primer comes, we see all the lines we missed. Stay in sandland just a bit longer.

Also, a pox on people that make models with lines going through fingers, rope, and hair.

My 18 year old sphynx, Hairry, had congestive heart failure last Sunday, but I got him to a vet in time for them to help. He’s doing well on medications and I get some extra time with him.

The vet was an ordeal as their initial diagnosis was lymphoma and were going to give steroids. A friend that works there offered to come in on her day off, made them wait for radiology to report back, and figured out it was heart failure. If they had given him steroids, it would probably have killed him, so I’m extra grateful she gave him some extra attention and care. He still had to stay in an oxygenated kennel for a day and a half as the meds cleared the fluid from around his heart and out of his lungs.

My client does, but I have the option to click through if I think it’s worth it. Connect is the client.

The users at lemmy.world basically already drove the mods in that community to suggest vegan communities on other instances to basically not have to put up with the rest of lemmy.world. It’s a dead community walking and the whole ordeal convinced me to block .world. I’ve seen less content, but damn has my experience on Lemmy gotten a whole lot better.

Really been enjoying Dark Winds.

Didn’t hit the suddenly stopped box truck on the highway. The giant pickup truck behind me did not hit me. Leaving enough space in front of me was skill, that the person behind me did as well was the luck.

I play boardgames where there are enough moving parts that replacing some with software improves them tremendously. Gloomhaven and Frosthaven have a bunch of tools for them to help setup, combat, track campaigns, etc., and they help tremendously.

There is nothing like that for Shadows of Brimstone. For a lot of things, there’s just too much data. I tried to make a script that automated the travel phase after missions which was pick the size of town, determine the number of hazards based on the number of characters and size of town, pick out the hazards, and display each in turn. The amount of text in it was just too much to be worth it. But even being able to replace the scavenge deck, loot deck, and exploration tokens would free up some table space and they’re less than a dozen possible outcomes each with only a small amount of text.

I’m sure there are other popular games that would be more conducive to having complexity automated. Finding one that won’t send a cease and desist might be a challenge, though.

Heading to a burlesque festival! Looking forward to it. And when I get back, painting miniatures with friends.

During the winter holiday season it should have a ring around it and say “Happy Saturnwhalia!”

Woodworking partner: for when you want no garage space, to be frequently annoyed by loud noises, and to have half of your furniture and bowls made of epoxy. We don’t need another table, Jeffrey! We already have six. Our home only has three rooms that could fit a table already! You have a sickness! I don’t care that it’s in the shape of a whale!

Respect boundaries. Even more so if you’re not a professional in how you want to help them, e.g. psychology, as you may do more harm than good.

Oh, yeah, looked at comment history and it’s mostly going into threads and being miserable. I’ve got some empathy and sympathy for them, but also don’t need it in my life.

We don’t. Or if you mean tuck around oneself, it’s like a cocoon. But we don’t make the bed.

See a professional about that. I recently fixed my anhedonia and things are better. Things can be better than they are for you, too.

My partner and I each get our own blanket. No stealing plus we sleep at different temperatures.

Ah, you mean danger cosplay. Yeah, ok. Even kinksters have safe words and things like safe, sane, and consensual.