imbecamiel: (Urge to conquer large parts of Europe)
Soooo... A Hobby Lobby just opened up in town. This is a thing which we have never had before, and I have therefore only occasionally seen them when I'm on vacation.

As it turns out, this is the one store in which I have Absolutely No Impulse Control. They were also, in celebration of their grand opening, having a bunch of cool sales. Including 50% off such things as... this.


Apologies for the largish picture, but IS IT NOT BEAUTIFUL?

Okay, I'll cut for the other pics now, which were the actual reason I went to Hobby Lobby in the first place.

Pretty fossils! Also: Does Cami actually have any impulse control? The answer may surprise you! )

Yes, I am a total dork, I am aware. But hey, at least I'm a happy one?
imbecamiel: (Mature professional face)

My dad's work has been insanely stressful lately, for a number of reasons. Apparently now he's decided to deal with some of that stress through... random practical jokes.

For instance - an inter-office call came in on his phone. Instead of answering like a Serious, Professional Adult as he had been allllll day, he decided to mix things up a bit. The result:

*phone rings*
Dad: "Stark Tower, Tony speaking."
Caller: *long pause* "I... I think I have the wrong number." *hangs up*


And today he also decided to bring one of his duck calls in to work with him. Eric had been joking that he should bring one with him to practice with, but we didn't expect him to really do it.

Apparently that idea alone was a bit too boring for him, though, so instead, at the end of the day he walked into the nurses' office quietly so that they didn't hear him come in and... quacked. Loudly. He said he has never seen three people jump like that. *g* Then he informed them that, in honor of the opening of duck season, he will now announce when it's time to start their team meetings (which they're supposed to have every morning) with that call.

(Lest you get the wrong idea about him randomly ambushing coworkers... Yes, he does know these nurses quite well, and they thought it was hilarious. As soon as they recovered from the near-heart-attacks he gave them.)

imbecamiel: (Child of five)
One of the younger girls at church today, on discovering how old I am, promptly informed me that I need to find a husband. She then went on to tell me that she knows exactly how to go about it.

According to her, what I should do is this: find a guy, trip over him, say that I broke my ankle, and then... he'll ask me to marry him. She knows that this works, because she saw it in a movie. She also offered to give me a list of guys I could try it with, if I need some ideas.

Apparently I've been really over-complicating things, all these years.
imbecamiel: (Just Saying Words)
Do you like The Avengers? Do you miss having the llama song stuck in your head? Yes? Then this GIF is for you. You're welcome.

(If you don't remember the original llama song, or haven't heard it, be sure to google it before clicking the cut. It won't make any sense otherwise. Not that the llama song makes any sense to begin with, but. Anyhow.)
Why yessss, I am now walking around mumbling this to myself. )


Apr. 12th, 2013 09:52 pm
imbecamiel: (Drop Your Sword)
My brother. Bought me a tactical pen for my birthday. I am so amused right now, I can't even.

I love my family. :D
imbecamiel: (Sherlock  - Had it Coming)
Because reasons.

Pretty sure I've posted it before at some point, but I'm just gonna post it again, because I was listening to it while cleaning today and I love it. Palladio, as performed by Escala.

Also: I want to have more Sherlock to watch noooooow..... 
imbecamiel: (Toothless Smile)
Tonight... Captain learned how to play tug-of-war with other dogs. This may not seem like a big deal, but believe me, it is.

See, when little Cap was a puppy and went to his first obedience class, he was fully convinced that he was the biggest, toughest, strongest, bravest dog in the whole world. Annnnd then... he turned out to be nearly the smallest in the class, and he kind of got run over by a couple of full-grown retrievers and a great dane. The whole experience turned his little world upside-down, and he's not quite wrapped his mind around it yet. At about 9 months old and 65 pounds, he's still not fully convinced that he's actually a Big Dog now.

So we've been taking him to these dog play nights once a week at the place where he's currently taking obedience classes. It's basically entirely very young puppies and little terriers and dachshunds. Captain is easily 2-3 times as big as the largest of them. But... he spent pretty much the entire first session alternately attempting to hide behind the trainer, hiding behind us (Nef and me), panicking when the little collie puppy jumped on him, and giving Nef and me nervous looks when one of the puppies would jump into our laps.

He's been very, very polite, basically instantly dropping toys the second another dog even looked at it. Which is adorable, but kind of sad, especially given how attached he is to toys in general. We kept trying to coax him into playing tug-of-war with various dogs, but the second the other dog would pull on the toy he'd let go and back off, like he was saying, "Oh, did you want that? Sorry. I'll just... go over here then." Poor baby.

But! He's been gradually realizing that no one's gonna beat him up anymore, so he's relaxing and starting to actually interact some more. Which, to begin with, meant only giving the other dogs nervous looks and trying to edge away when they wanted his toys, instead of instantly handing them over. XD But tonight we finally managed to coax him into participating with some of the other puppies who were eager to try wrestling him for toys. Which basically amounted to him planting his feet and holding on to a toy, while dogs 1/4 to 1/2 his weight flailed around, ineffectually throwing aallll their strength into trying to pull him around. He was pretty pleased with himself once he realized that he was winning every time, and none of the other highly-energetic little ones were much discouraged by that fact, so by the end of class he was the one going around inviting other dogs to play with him. Yay for progress!

I love my big marshmallow. <3
imbecamiel: (Child of five)

Sadly, a fairly accurate depiction of a great any tutorials. XD


Mar. 9th, 2013 03:17 pm
imbecamiel: (Drop Your Sword)
(Yay for appropriately-themed icons! Although, really, a "To the Pain" one would fit much better.)


Yep. Kinda how I feel.

Also, whyyyyy is it so hard to get back to my own writing after I've spent so much time working on other people's? For the first time in quite a while I've got a good gap between editing projects, but... nothin' happening with my own writing. I dunno, maybe it's just because I'm so much in the mode of critiquing and improving and picking issues to pieces that I defeat myself before I have a chance to really get going on my own work. :P
imbecamiel: (Urge to conquer large parts of Europe)
Or: A cautionary Christmas tale for editors and graphic designers alike. Because I am in a silly mood, and happy to have a functioning computer again. XD

Once upon a time in the frozen north, there was a chain of grocery stores. One day, as the weather grew yet colder than usual and the consciousness that Christmastime was fast approaching began to dawn in the hearts of people everywhere, certain mysterious and shadowy Powers That Be within the company decided that it would be a Good Thing to order some festive holiday-themed paper grocery bags for all of their many stores. 

And so down from on high came the order to Make It So. And behold, it was Very Good... in theory. 

Those orders trickled down to some equally mysterious person or persons, much lower in authority and powers of delegation, but no less capable of creative thought and Good Ideas. And so the person upon whom the task fell went out in quest of the perfect design for Holiday Paper Grocery Bags. It was decided that this design ought to be simple, and cheerful, with a certain flavor of old-fashioned classic elegance. 

And so in the fullness of time, behold, a design was brought forth, most likely derived primarily from selections of Free Clip Art. Nonetheless, it was sufficiently pleasing to the eye and appropriate to the season, and all who beheld it declared that it was Just Right and would do fine for this year. And besides, they had to hurry up and get it to the printer, if the bags were going to be delivered to all the stores in time. 

Sadly, upon all who beheld that design prior to printing, a certain selective blindness fell. For, while the design was indeed attractive as a whole, in point of fact it contained a number of Errors.

Who can say exactly how it came to pass? Perhaps those tasked with the undertaking were unfamiliar with the conventions of Filler Text. Perhaps they knew no Latin, and so assumed the words to be a festive message of holiday cheer. Perhaps they were simply in a hurry, and decided that It Looks Good Anyway, And It's Not Like Anyone Will Notice. The details are now lost to the mists of time. All we know for sure is that, when those bags made their grand debut in the stores to which they were sent, they were liberally decorated with images such as these:

Do You See What I See? )
imbecamiel: (Hobbit)
I had thought that Captain had gotten completely over his fear of vacuum cleaners since now, instead of fleeing at sight or sound of them, he tends to stick close to me and try to play with them while I'm using them. Kind of adorable, if occasionally inconvenient. *g* Today, however, I was watching his reactions more closely and realized that - no, it actually is still a Bit Noisy Monster that makes him nervous. It's just that, now that he's a tough, almost-grown-up dog instead of a little puppy... I'm pretty sure he thinks I need his help to wrestle it into submission.

Yep. Vacuuming is no longer a routine chore. Now, it's an Epic Battle which, with the assistance of my Faithful Canine Companion, I wage up and down every floor in the house, until the strange monsters can once more be thrown back into the Depths of the Closet where they belong.  

Of course, the reason for the particularly thorough cleaning today... Thanksgiving tomorrow! It looks like we're going to have not just our ex-brother-in-law, but our niece and nephew as well, which is two more people than we'd expected would come for a while, there, so. Yay! :D 

More stuff here! Including a baby Agent Coulson dragon. )
imbecamiel: (Onegin Tophat)
Well, we've been hearing that the unseasonably warm streak (i.e., highs in the low 60s) was bound to break soon... and looks like today it has. Woke up to snow on the ground, and it's still coming down. 

I love winter. :D
imbecamiel: (Naptime)
Forgot to post this here earlier! Got the baby version of the Black Widow dragon finished. ^^ 

(Big version's here.)

And... yeah, that's about it. Too tired to have anything particularly interesting to say, I guess. XP

Man, though, I seriously need to get more writing done. I keep getting frustrated with my current stories because I'm so stupidly slooooow. Wish I had the talent for occasionally knocking out just a short, fun one-shot. :/
imbecamiel: (Default)
While on vacation, Neffie and I saw a couple necklaces that gave us ideas for things we wanted to try, one of them being a little journal-on-a-chain-type thing. Only we decided to make it smaller, should be a bit sturdier because of the way it's constructed, and, of course, we had to give it a little aged, steampunk touch. *g*

After finally gathering the materials we'd need, we had our first trial run on making them today, and it's looking promising! 


\o/ Heheh, the process of figuring out how to do it all was pretty time-consuming, and we definitely need to get some proper leatherworking needles (I think my poor fingers have more holes in them than the leather does XD). So this one's a little rougher than I'd hope future versions would be, but still. Yay for teeny things! We've already got a couple more partially completed, in different colors, so here's hoping the final assembly on those goes a little more smoothly. 
imbecamiel: (Default)
I've finished the Black Widow dragon! :D Couldn't quite work out the pose I wanted, but I'm happy with the overall design. 

'S kind of long, so I'll put it under a cut, here...

Natasha! )
imbecamiel: (Default)
Art projects got a bit delayed between 1. Intensive puppy training. and 2. Weird problems with my tablet. Thought I was going to have to get a new one for a while there (Um, tablet, not puppy. XD), but between my brother's troubleshooting and reinstalling software a few times it seems to be up and running again. \o/

So, I've had a few partially finished ones in progress here, and just got this baby version of the Hawkeye one done tonight:

(Bigger version here.) 
imbecamiel: (Not Toothless)
Yay, finally got the Thor dragon done! And I figured out how to do lightning! Sort of... I need more practice. XD But hey, it didn't turn out as badly as I'd feared it was going to, so. ^^

(Big version is here.)

I think either Black Widow or Nick Fury will be up next... we shall see which sketch chooses to cooperate first. 
imbecamiel: (Naptime)
I was thinking about doing this sometime after I did the adult Captain America dragon. Buuut... then I was having major anatomy problems with my Thor!dragon, and the babies are quick and easy, so I had to take a break and work on this one.

Baby Captain America dragon:

(Bigger version is here.)

And on an obviously totally unrelated note, have I mentioned that our new puppy's name is officially going to be Captain? 
imbecamiel: (Useless Reptile)
Wheeeew. This one was so much harder than the Loki dragon. XD 

Partly because I wanted to base it on movie-verse Hawkeye, but his outfits in Avengers don't provide so much in terms of instant recognizably. So... I ended up pulling in a bit of a nod to the comics version of his suit as well.

Also? I really, really wanted to find some way to make it distinctive enough without actually including the bow. Because it's not so logical without giving him much more human-like forefeet and shoulders. But I just couldn't make it look him enough without it. So... can we just pretend that jerry-rigged thing makes some kind of sense? /fail

(ETA: putting this behind a cut, 'cause it's long.)

Hawkeye dragon here! )
imbecamiel: (Where to begin)
I don't know, maybe there's no good explanation for this. But. Well.

Yesterday, I spent the morning in our church nursery, taking care of a bunch of darling toddlers and babies. Then, as [ profile] nefhiriel mentioned, we went to our breeder's house to see the puppies, and finally found out which one she's almost certain is going to be ours. And, just - puppies. *flails* So we stayed until the puppies all finally wore themselves out and fell asleep. And then, on the way home, we stopped to see Avengers again, because Neffie and I really wanted to see it once more in theaters but it's not showing anywhere near us, but there was a theater close to the breeder, and they had $3 tickets. And then we had pizza for dinner.

And apparently the happiness-overload did things to my brain.

I've been working on my other Avenger!dragons, and I thought that Hawkeye would be the next one finished. But then instead: 

This is what happens when Loki says, "Yeah? Well I'm gonna turn myself into a dragon, and then you'll all be sorry!" Only then the whole "big, scary, intimidating" part of that whole plan... doesn't quite work out as anticipated. On the plus side, it's still pretty effective, as defense mechanisms go.


(Slightly larger version here.)

Really, though, in fairness, wouldn't your brain melt into a puddle of gooey, fluffy happiness if you knew this little face was going to be coming home with you in a couple of weeks? ;D


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