What If

My husband and I love brainstorming stuff like this. Nifty idea for an alternate world setting. The basic premise is that the Oceans of the world are too dangerous to travel be it due to Mosasaur, Megaladon, Midgard Serpent, Kraken, Cthulhu... Whatever. If you venture out on the high seas, something’s going to get you. The only reliable paths open to human expansion has been via land or air. So this would mean that the colonization of the continents would only happen if there was a land bridge or the expanding nation developed air travel. Navel power houses like England, Spain or the Norse would not have the clout they did in our world and whoever invented air travel first would rule the skies. Rather cool set up for a steampunk-esque universe.

Sushi Night

Our cat is a little beggar who constantly paws at me for food off my plate. So I gave her some of my pickled ginger … I've never seen a cat do a spit take before.

Me the Cat and a Robot Named Jill

Because conversations with my husband while he's gaming apparently lead to coming up with what sounds like a great title for a silly sifi sitcom.

Apparently I can draw today. Normally my wildlife drawings are terrible but I'm actually happy with how this turned out. Sketch and final design for side by side comparison. Personally I like the sketch more.

I'm a Lion, RAWR

New logo. I needed to update my business cards for the Writers con in Surrey that's... yipe... less than a month away. Fingers crossed that the printed design looks as good on paper as it does on the screen.

It's going to be a busy couple of months coming up. I get to go back to Alberta to see all the changes my folks have made to the house, then the Writers con and then early X-mas in New Mexico.So much to do. So much to pack.

Sammich

My husband and I have the strangest conversations in the car. Also too much Portal of any sort causes fanart.

St Patty's Aftermath

 My husband kilted up in his family tartan while I settled for wearing my most blatantly Celtic jewelry and a green cardigan. In retrospect I wish I’d brought my tartan shawl. My family on that side is Scottish rather than Irish but I could have used the extra warmth since the weather was cool and misty. We met up with friends played board games and spent an exorbitant amount of money of food and drinks over the course of six hours at a really good pub.

When we called it a night we decided to stop off at our local bakery on the way home to pick up a loaf of bread. The next morning, neither one of us where hung over, being sure to eat and drink water between rounds helps immensely, and I set about making French toast with blueberry/raspberry sauce for breakfast. Bakery bread has so much more going for it than the big brand stuff you find in a grocery store. Plus we have enough sauce left over for frozen yogurt topping.