April 11th, 2013

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Kitsnaps: Frosty Cross

Frosty Cross
Frosty Cross
This particular picture is a lesson in why one should not delete all the files one is unimpressed with right away. I was totally not impressed with this picture immediately after taking it and checking it on my computer. A few years later I went back and found it again and wondered what the hell I’d been thinking, that I hadn’t been initially pleased. So I’ve learned not to necessarily trust my first judgement and to keep anything I think *might* turn out to have potential later. :)

This photo also features as the e-book cover for Chaz Brenchley’s DEAD OF LIGHT, sequel precursor (oops :)) to LIGHT ERRANT, which has another of my Celtic crosses as its cover. If he ever gets the chance to write the third book in that trilogy, I’ll have to go out and find the perfect cross for its cover… :)

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

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Dear Humans:

Dear Humans:

You have screwed up the weather ENOUGH. Please get on the goddamned ball with FIXING IT.

No love,
Frozen in Ireland

In related news, I discovered earlier this week that a childhood friend (of the “we would all (“all” being, like, dozens of family, extended family, and friends) go down to their place for the 4th of July and make homemade ice cream etc” variety of childhood friend) is a climate change research scientist who runs Adaptation International, a program that helps people, communities, organizations, etc, prepare for the increasing impacts of climate change.

O.O

As esmerel said, “Clearly the universe is telling you to write those books.”

Yes. Apparently so. I mean, “Here, have a childhood friend who can either answer all your questions and hypotheses or can pretty certainly point you at someone who can,” is not exactly subtle, is it?

So I’ll be off eating Sascha’s brain, although he put in a petition for just having lots of discussions over lots of Guinness, which seems palatable as well. :)

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)

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My phone was stolen.

Probably while I was at Starbucks writing this afternoon. It was in the pocket of my coat, which was hanging over the back of my chair, and apparently it proved too great a temptation for some dickhead. I noticed it was missing as I was leaving the mall, and went back to both the restrooms I’d used and the Starbucks to see if it had fallen and been turned in. Not, it appears, so much. I called it as soon as I got a chance, and it had been set to go directly to voice mail, which pretty much put the nail in the hope I might’ve just lost it, because it was not set to go directly to voice mail when I last handled it.

I’m annoyed that I never did get around to insuring it, although it was only in the past week or so that I thought most recently that I needed to. I’m very disappointed to have lost the pictures of Young Indiana that I hadn’t yet uploaded.

But what really pissed me off is that I couldn’t find a phone number to call Meteor Mobile at from anything other than one of their own phones. I had to talk to a chat agent, which was fine in that she blocked the number and whatever, but I didn’t want to use chat. I wanted to speak with someone. On Twitter they assured me the number is available under “Contact Us”, where, shockingly, I had already been clever enough to look rather extensively without finding it. (Turns out it is, but so far below the fold that even with my browser window extended to full size, the number is still not visible. *sigh*)

Just in case somebody else is searching for this goddamned number, Meteor Mobile can be reached from a non-Meteor phone at the following number: 1890 808 585.

I’m grumpy. :p

(x-posted from The Essential Kit)