So uhhhh, anybody remember my art journal, _constellation_? A lot of people still have it on their f-lists. It had been sitting on a rename token (remember the whole "underscores at the beginning of a username get a free rename token" thing?), so I used it and now it's ornitholestes. Oh yeah baby, dinosaur names. So I was thinking of updating it as an art/photoblog, while my "other" LJ will just be a journal. Feel free to add ornitholestes, as I'll be posting a lot of public stuff. Still not sure whether I'll make more private artsy posts... probably not, since I don't really draw angsty anthro stuff any more. It's likely it'll mostly be photos. And I don't take wangsty photos. ;P

Soooo yeah! Do it!

If you live outside our 100 watt transmitter's range, or are transplanted elsewhere but still a Buffalonian at heart, you can still listen to WBNY online! Go to http://www.wbny.org and click on the "web radio" link! You'll need Windows Media Player, but if you've got a Mac you can download a program called VLC Player- works for me.

New things:
curved barbell in lip
hair color (again)



( +1, that's all )

...WHAAAAT.

I mean, of course, it has snowed. A couple inches. And it didn't stick. I blame SUV's. >:|


The semester is OVER and that is good, but I still don't feel like socializing. Oh wellz, I'm not hurtin'... I have music and art supplies and my camera and time to read scientific articles about newly discovered dinosaur species. And video games.

Photoshop doodle while I'm procrastinating on studying and finishing final work for Sedimentology. I like it. ( she smells kinda fishy )

As usual, click the image (which is really a thumbnail) for fullview options. It's also in my DeviantArt gallery.

I don't know why I gave a mermaid a nipple. I don't usually draw nipples on my mermaids, because I don't consider them "half human", more like a family of intelligent fish that evolved a human-like appearance to lure in prey (i.e. sailors, pirates, &c.) but do not have actual mammary glands. Oh well, maybe the nipple is only cosmetic, not functional. Yeah. Okay, I overthink the biology of fantasy creatures, don't I? I can't help it, I hate things that feel too impossible. D:


BY THE WAY, there's a BEACH PARTY at 29 Custer (AKA The Death Trap) tonight, and DIMETRODON will be playing. Everybody bring your trunks! It's also a fundraiser/going away party for zapatistac's trip to Argentina.

My rabbit is an amazing sweetheart of a creature.


This is an X.C.U. of her perfect little bunny paw.




But don't let her pweciousness fool you- she is tuff and she will fuck you up, beeyotch.




And she makes for great B&W photography, by virtue of being black and white herself.





And there are more photos of her here (she's got her own set now): http://flickr.com/photos/linden_tea/sets/72157594361156988/

& if you go chasing rabbits & you know you're going to fall, tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar has given you the call

So, uh...

Halloweeeeeeeeeen!

Went to haunted house(s) with chrissyinrevolt and oh_hell_nah and jaymetrodon last night 'cause Chrissy's back in town for an excluuuusivo Halloween appearance. XD Woot! Then Jay and I watched Nightmare Before Christmas while I painted an Allosaurus in space, just 'cause. (Don't blame me, it's a commission.) We watched Halloween 4 today at the Anthropology Society's Halloween party. I ate far too many snacks and now my heart is racing from too much sugar. ._______. But, ees good.

I will make Halloween cool even if everybody else in my generation is trying their damndest to ruin it with sex and drugs. I hate that Halloween has become the new drinking holiday, like St. Patrick's Day or Mardi Gras. Wtfux? Whatever happened to dressing in costume and running around like crazy just for the fun of it? Am I getting too idealistic? Or am I just getting to the "curmudgeon" phase of my life?

I think maybe my problem is just single people. They irritate the living hell out of me and ruin everything they touch because everything must be BEER AND TITTIES WOOOOO OMGZ.

Oh wells. Now I've got to march my berserker ass back home to drink cider (and clean out Lucy's stinkybunny litterbox)! (Aside from myself and Jay, I saw only one other person on campus wearing a costume today. Tsk, tsk. *stern look of disapproval*)

She's gone.

But it doesn't feel sudden or abrupt or shocking. It's like I've been watching her slowly die ever since I can remember. She has already been gone for years, slowly fading into a husk of a human being. I saw her last week, for her 95th birthday... She had no idea what was going on. She was breathing and sitting up in her wheelchair, but.. clearly not functioning. She's been blind and almost completely deaf for years. Alzheimer's made her forget who her family is, made her forget almost everything about her own life.

This is more of a relief than a shock. For years- decades- it seemed like she was on the brink of life and death. Every Thanksgiving dinner, every family gathering, was treated as her last.

It is different than when my Grandpa died. Grandpa remained sharp and vital almost until the end. He started to get sick and died within a year or so, but right up until the end he could still recall memories, whether they were from last week or sixty years ago.

Grandma's death has been building for years. It hurts, because I feel like I really lost her so long ago. When Alzheimer's caused her to forget that she even had grandchildren, to forget who her family was... that hurt more than her physical death. When she ceased to be the person she had been, that was when she died. Sure, she persisted at the nursing home for a few years. But that... wasn't really her.

I had been avoiding visiting her at the home, because it hurt too much. She couldn't remember me. On occasion she could be coaxed into vaguely remembering who I am, but usually, at best, she confused me with my mom. I've been missing her for years.

It's just strange, that for most of my life I haven't lost any close family members, not really at all until a couple years ago. And now it's coming all at once, over a short period of a few years. I kinda wish I could have learned how to cope with loss as a child, but I guess I'm lucky to have had grandparents for this long. I often envy friends of mine who have younger parents and grandparents...

Anyhow, yeah, uhmmmm.... insert a conclusion here.

Comments are disabled because I do not need anybody's pity. Just. don't. breathe a fucking word to me, or I will tear out your tongue.

I wasn't really going to plan anything for Halloween this year, but Jay and I had a fit of whimsy and bought plastic viking helmets and weapons. (He got a sword and I got a hammer.) I need some shaggy faux fur so we can make barbarian costumes! Now, for something non-horrible to do on/around Halloween (well, I wouldn't go dressed up to a haunted house, soooo)... Not a party. Last year's co-op house party (which I only reluctantly went to because I was given the Puppy Dog Eyes) only lead to a big, screaming, panic attack and made me hate that place forever. Maybe barhopping? Seriously, I can take drunken strangers much better than I can take drunken White Liberals. (Or sober White Liberals, even.) At least I don't have to feel like drunken conservatives are supposed to be on "my side". I can point and laugh without feeling too much disgust. "Liberals", however... scare me. Maybe because they believe they're actually causing good change in the world, when they're.... not. Oh lordy lordy they are not. Hooray for delusions of grandure!

ANYHOW. BARBARIAN COSTUMES = AWESOME. YEY. :D

TRYSTERO is playing the glorified rehearsal tomorrow night, so you'd better damned well be listening.

http://www.wbny.org has webstreaming so you fuckers have no excuse not to listen.

( Crazy knives! )

There's lots more photos at my flickr account (http://flickr.com/photos/linden_tea) but I do not have a pro account so I had to upload the rest on elljay. (Aaaaand that's why they're in separate batches...)

Post is playing tonight's Glorified Rehearsal!



ALSO...! For those of you who have complained about the range of our 100-watt transmitter, you can now listen to WBNY by copying + pasting this address into your favorite streaming audio player: mms://bscvs01.buffalostate.edu/wbny

THIS MEANS ANYONE, EVEN SOMEONE WHO DOES NOT LIVE IN BUFFALO, COULD LISTEN. AHEM.

Cut and paste this into your favorite streaming audio player! Then you can listen to our radio show (or any BNY show, for that matter) anywhere! We're on right now and we'll be here till 6am (Eastern time).

mms://bscvs01.buffalostate.edu/wbny

Haven't tested it out yet, but I hopehopehope this works. Someone let me know! :D

Hey! Radio show this week is gonna start a little earlier, at say, 9pm instead (we're covering for Dave/"Peter Envy"). Soooo we'll be there from 9pm till 6am, whee!


In case you fuckers have forgotten, no matter how many times I say it:

91.3fm
878-5104
AIM: WBNYSTUDIO or hound of loki

Anyone wants to stop by, give us a call or an IM and I'll tell you how to get there.

Please excuse the weird text blips, I don't feel like editing through the whole article and it's still quite readable. But you should all read it. Any time someone says fucked up racist shit under the guise of, "But they steal our joooobs! Waahh!" (especially if they have nothing to back up that bullshit rhetoric) I'm going to make them read this, otherwise I don't want to talk to them. It's a good summation, I think. I dunno, I learned something from reading it.

Immigration: Myth and reality ( Read more... )

• The Tragically Hip
I know I know, revoke my Indie Snob Club membership (as if I ever really belonged??) but c'mooonnnnn.... I grew up in Buffalo, I've got to have certain loyalties. For example, I can't denounce chicken wings even though I don't eat them any more. Haha, anyhow...

• Unicorns
Mmmmyep. They're rad. Sh'up.

• Zombies
But then, when am I not digging on zombies? LOOK! BITEY TRASH ICON! eeeee ♥

Yep! New flyers. Feel free to distribute/post, but maybe use your own photobucket account, eh?

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