LÆMEUR @laemeur@mastodon.sdf.org

I want to get a gigantic CRT that'll do 1920x1440. Haha. My wife would love having that in the living room.

I mitigate the sin of writing spaghetti code by writing well-documented spaghetti code.

Okay, this is a little bit of a fake. Yes, I did draw the picture, program the star effect and the scroller and the music playback routine, and I wrote the music – if you wanna call it that – and it does all run on an Atari 800XL – but I never finished putting the graphics and the music together in the same program, so ... video editing to the rescue!

It's always been on my to-do list to do an #Atari intro or music-disk, and this is as close as I ever got, but I never finished it. Some day!

I love butter beans. Butter beans and onions and carrots and a lot of butter. LOVE 'em. But these damned kids of mine won't eat 'em. Curse you, wretched brood!

Two strong beers in, and I'm playing bass like a fucking meth addict because it looks to me like the pumpkin-faced fuckwad is actually going to take this thing again.

Yes. Yes, I did make a 5-foot 1974 Dodge Monaco (-ish) police cruiser out of cardboard for my kid's #Halloween costume.

'Cause he's a SOUL MAAAAAN...

Here's a T-shirt that I thought the world needed. Go buy one from my shop ($16 -cheap!). But don't buy too many, because I don't actually have enough money in my account to cover the up-front print/ship costs of more than, like, a dozen of 'em.

https://gumroad.com/l/UGQjg

Gotta have that wire C string, dudes.

(Side note: the "Normalize" plugin in kdenlive sounds more like a Dyson compressor to me? LOUD. )

#bass #music

I've probably done twice as much drawing this year as I did last year -- and I've made about ... 10% as much money as last year. Woo, freelance illustration career.
#art #freelance #moan

I voted. But I didn't get a sticker, because I voted electronically. They did send me a nice email, though.

A little wet at the allotment today.

Feeling a strange urge to watch Garbage Pail Kids: The Movie tonight.

Ugh. Talking to my six-year-old is exhausting. He's an arrogant, ignorant, interrupting, know-nothing/know-it-all ... It's basically like talking to Donald Trump, except I can take his TV privileges away and send him to his room.