I do a lot of photography and I share it on my Pixelfed.

It’s exclusively SFW.

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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • The first draft is stream of consciousness

    Just hammer it out until it is done

    Sentence structure? Doesn’t matter.

    Punctuation? If you feel like it.

    Spelling? Fcuk it, wing it.

    Do the editing and later

    Think of the first draft as a rough hunk of marble you carve out of a mountain. You bring it back to the shop to do roughing passes until you can find David within.

    Literally this last weekend I hammered out 10,000ish words in one of the many story projects I’m working on. I’ll finish one at some point, I just need to stop hammering these things out at 2am when I need to get up at 9am.


  • After awhile it’s cozy y’know?

    The roar of heavy machinery whirring away for 9+ hours a day, pulsing at thousands of RPM, the calm of solving puzzles in the chaos… it’s peaceful.

    The news folks always ask me how I keep my sanity in all the noise and chaos, and it always makes me laugh. It takes a special kind of crazy to do my job for as long as I have and it shows.

    Every day loading and unloading trucks with 60 other forklifts all blasting around on a dock with only 130 doors while going 8mph. It rains, you get wet. It snows, you plow through it. It’s 100F outside, it’s 110F on the dock and 120F in the trailers. The sun rises, you get to watch it rise over the snowy mountains. The sun sets, you get to watch it over the water.

    It’s not for everyone, but damn can it be right for the right kinda of people.




  • I’m trying, honest!

    I just get paralyzed right as I try to start!

    It fucking hurts when I finish a day, can’t muster the energy to start on one of my projects, then just sit there hating myself while I waste another day doing shit I don’t enjoy (scrolling memes) rather than doing something I do enjoy (ANY OF MY GOD DAMNED HOBBIES!)

    Tomorrow though, tomorrow I’m starting a print job for film holders for my new (to me) 4x5 camera and hell or high water putting at least one brush stroke on my Orc Marauders Battle Truck model (it’s for One Page Rules, an approachable tabletop war game)


  • And the overwhelming urge to take a nap before the dryer is done rocking.

    I eventually got a second bed set just to help me out on that front

    But unfortunately they’ve got a different thread count so they have a different skin feel then the old ones so I absolutely can’t mix the sheets with the other ones because the difference is too jarring






  • NGL though sitting under a tree and watching the clouds drift by in this state is pretty nice

    It’s like I shift into a different gear.

    The chaos in my head falls silent.

    The cool of the shade I’m sitting in, the whisper of the wind in the grass and leaves, the chill of the grass on my skin and the soft caress of the wind in my hair, the soft smells of earth and damp moss, the sight of the clouds twisting upon themselves.

    The clouds dancing to the sounds of the wind.

    It’s a moment of peace before something pulls me back.