Happy birthday to maltor!
Cautious optimism continues. Perhaps it'll be warm enough later to take a walk.
Oh hey, more publication!
My poem "Twelve" is up at Cabinet des Fees. I hope you like it. This is what happens when I'm poking around in fairy tales and see princesses who sleep all day and party all night and heyyyy, wait a minute...
I stopped reading this whole thing ages ago, just because I have not had the time to invest in it - it's a full-time job keeping up with this! - and it's always an unpleasant shock when Adam says "Oh, look what X posted."
While I get my thoughts together on this, I will say that I agree with RoseFox. Follow the links from her LJ for a good understanding of what's going on.
EDIT: And this. Please to be reading.
* New shinies at Sihaya09's Etsy!
* ViewMasters are being discontinued! No!
* I want a little felt Baba Yaga house, please.
* Fan video of the opening credits of the wholly imaginary but now very necessary Watchmen Saturday morning cartoon.
A man who lost his sight 30 years ago says he can now see flashes of light after being fitted with a bionic eye...He says he can now follow white lines on the road, and even sort socks, using the bionic eye, known as Argus II.
COUPLE CONSULTING AN ENPON: Orange blossom, blackberry, amber mint, and red sandalwood.
In bottle: There is a little floral unpleasantness, but I get blackberry and mint, too...
On me: ...and it's all starchy floral ick. :(
GIANT VULVA: Skin musk, sugar cane, honey, beeswax, vanilla flower, and copal.
In bottle: Soft sweet musk.
On me: Same, but deeper... the copals really come out, like a darkening stain. I was hoping for honeylicious here. Did not get it.
LOVERS WITH RUTTING CATS: Vanilla, red ginger, oakmoss, palm date, and oud.
In bottle: OOH. Ooh. Pleasure center has been hit. All notes active and mingling and yum.
On me: Goes a little more subtle, but still utterly lickable.
MAN WITH PHALLUS HEAD: Smoky musk, ambergris, tonka bean, brown sandalwood, daemonorops, black currant, and honey.
In bottle: Resins and tonka hide the currant and honey well...
On me: Daemonorops says "OH HAI GUYS!" and drowns the rest out.
I *absolutely* have to write the thing about interstitiality today. Also have to clean up around here - at least four houseguests arrive tomorrow. In between that, we'll see if the Telenias and Katrina have let me go enough for me to write "Maxfield Parrish Blue", which has been poking my brain since late December.