Nobody, darnit

Okay, so I didn't actually take a lot of pictures of the workshop proper. I did, however, get a lot of shots of the local landscape and wildlife--both Martha's Vineyard and Boston.

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I'm going to a steampunk themed wedding soon, and I've been flailing around for an outfit. I have to keep things cheap. Today I found a battered pith helmet for 5 bucks at the antique store.
Behind the cut are some shots I took on my crappy laptop camera. The gauzy stuff partially hides the fact that the fabric coating is wearing off in back. Yeah, red's not too steampunky, but it's all I've got.
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At the start of the summer, Keffy noted that he had weekends off, and that we should do a bunch of hiking. As it turns out, we never got around to doing this, and Keffy's schedule went all wonky anyways. Sunday I pointed out our earlier goal, and we decided to go on Wednesday, rather than a weekend that Sän and Keffy wouldn't have off anyway.

This meant it was wonderfully quiet and uncrowded, the hikers consisting of mostly retired folks. It was one of those wonderful Washington days where the clouds are wild and erratic, and the sun comes and goes as fast as the rain. Rain was light and, except for marking up my camera lens in a couple shots, perfect. Views were patchy, but beautiful nevertheless. The guidebook said when you reached the top of Skyline Ridge, you got a body-popping wow. I imagine that if the clouds were gone, you totally would. Eventually the clouds lifted to show the ankles of Mount Baker, and I was able to drool through my binoculars at the basalt and glaciers.

There were mushrooms. Lots and lots of mushrooms. Lots of cool textures which internetizing destroys. Check out the large size for a slightly better look.



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Inspired by jaylake, I'm posting some pictures of my childhood.

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Visual of my nano.

From the whiteboard at our Nano meetings.

The stick person with the things coming out of their head is Princess En Li, Mary Sue from beyond the sea. The black thing is supposed to be a vampire with a gun, but in truth, none of the vampires in the army have guns. Frankly, I think the muskets are so inaccurate, it would be a waste of a good superhuman. My story is closer to, vampires with minions with guns. Or even better, vampires with minions with ships with cannons.

The red one is Horaci, Official Hero, and the orange triangle-thing is Juri, Tranny-With-Fireballs, who actually rebelled against the dress after five minutes.

There also appears to be something even further in the background, I'm not sure what. Probably a lone member of the demon army, or maybe Mlohota the Green, fountain of angst and misleading foreshadowing.