But I didn’t. I took the dogs out for lovely walk at Pt. Isabel where we enjoyed gorgeous weather and Clementine got to play with a dog! She doesn’t have very good dog manners yet so even though I really want her to play with older dogs who’ll keep her in line (boy howdy would Harriet have kept her in line), she doesn’t get to do a lot running loose at the dog park. (And there was the small matter of her catching and eating a mouse at the dog park this weekend. To be fair, I was letting her dig around in the brush – it wasn’t her fault I didn’t expect her to strike furry, crunchy, delicious gold.) The woman who owned the dog she was playing with was this elderly lady who was walking with a cane and was wearing those giant sunglasses that go over your regular glasses and was wearing a Flying Karamazov Brothers t-shirt, and really wanted a dog to come and play with her cattle dog. She was just the kind of older person who you can only find in Berkeley (or it’s environs, I didn’t actually ask her for her address) and almost made me feel bad about badmouthing Berkeley as much as I do. Naturally Clara was up for it and Clementine whined so much that this nice lady insisted I let her off-leash to play. Her dog gave Clemmy a little talking to at one point, Clemmy and Clara both had a great time running around, and all was well with the world.
I so didn’t feel like drawing today, and I feel like it showed. While I was working on this I had decided that I wasn’t going to show it to you because it wasn’t going well, but – apparently I managed to pull it out at the last minute. Ladies and germs, I present to you, per reader requests for more female country singers (although I’m not promising you a month of them – I may move on to boxers, you never know)- The Cowboy’s Sweetheart, Patsy Montana!
Next to an open fire, in case you can’t tell. I don’t know what I was thinking when I chose this photo, other than it’s awesome. It’s also blurry and has a lot of black. This was done on a smaller size paper than I usually use, as was yesterday’s picture of Skeeter Davis, and I don’t think I like it very much. I’m going back to the larger size paper – A4 cramps my style.
Okay, so really what I wanted to do was put together one of the kits I got at Maker Faire last weekend or whenever it was. So I found out that the family thing I thought might be happening tonight wasn’t happening and I went ahead and assembled the kit. I figured I might as well, having already endured the humiliation of having to wear my store-bought reading glasses for drawing. Last weekend I had a revelation, which is that soldering is basically not any harder than hammering a nail or mending clothes, and also that I like soldering (I actually did a lot of jewelry soldering in college, so the tools and intent are different, but other than that it’s pretty much the same thing).
So this is what I made.
It’s not very useful but you have to remember that I keep pulling out my Maker Faire 2010 Learn To Solder Badge and admiring it because I made it – I think my weird LED blinky thing is awesome.
* Yes, I know, real comic book nerds hate the Tank Girl movie and all I have to say to you is YOU ARE WRONG. And I was a comic book nerd when you were in diapers, and in fact I was probably changing those diapers so I could make some money to buy original 80′s X-Men comics at my local 7-11, so suck on that nerds.