Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

yep. tasty.

Along with the city of Soddy Daisy, TN, your name makes me giggle.

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From Jonas 6mo+

Juices for mah boy

I have a feeling that if service providers of any service hired better programmers, their automated systems wouldn’t screw up as much and they wouldn’t have to hire customer service reps to repair the problems caused by the automated systems dropping the ball.

A script checked off a few things on our healthcare and decided to reject all the claims for Jonas because he had a different insurance for his first visit to the pediatrician. A phone call corrected the issue without any hassle.

An online request form automatically approved us for a budget payment plan of $100 for our electric bill. I called their customer service today to inquire why my bill was more than that, and, according to the CSR, it shouldn’t even have allowed me to sign up due to us using NOPEC.

Maybe a throng of CSRs is cheaper than a skilled programmer on retainer.

the detail (what little there is) is lost in the smaller version
oh well

Click for larger version. Its based on a small portion of a mass of doodles that someone liked, so I redrew it for him.

It’s been more than a year since I put those gloves on.

Yup. A blue seahorse. To go with the purple octopus and orange fish.

Last Saturday, my son woke up around eight at night with some goobers in his eyes. Turns out he had pinkeye. Got some eye drops for him and it cleared up. I warned my coworker who had come over that day with her daughter to watch out for it in case her kid got it.

Last Monday, I went to the doctor because my back was killing me. For my lower back, he cracked it and all was good. For my upper back, he wanted me to start taking my muscle relaxants again. I stopped taking them due to breastfeeding, so now I just get to live with the pain and hope Tylenol will work.

Last Tuesday, I woke up feeling as if I’d swallowed barbed wire. I called off work and slept in. Eventually this great glob of blood and mucus came out of my nose, ( gross) straight from my sinuses. It came out while I was breathing normally, no coughing or blowing. I felt better for a while.

Last Wednesday, I went to work feeling one hundred percent better than I had on Monday. I had to leave early, though, because my son had a fever.

Last Thursday, the guy who sits next to me at work called off. I started having coughing fits. My husband stayed home with our son since he couldn’t go to day care.

Last Friday, I was having coughing fits pretty regularly. I felt fine, except for the coughing.

Yesterday, I couldn’t sleep through the night due to the coughing. I waited until my husband got up and slept fitfully during the morning.

Today, I’m up again for the same reasons, except now I have pinkeye.

My boy loves bananas and BEING UPSIDE DOWN.

Tonight James made tacos. While we were each constructing our tacos, there was a hissing noise, not unlike the sound of gas slowly escaping a tiny aperture.

“The gas is off, right?” James asked. I glanced at all the dials on the stove to confirm.

The sound seemed to be coming from our stack of appliances in the corner of the kitchen. I unplugged them all, just in case there was something going on with them. The sound persisted.

I opened the cupboard below the appliances and gave a listen. The sound got quieter.

James went outside and tightened the hose’s valve as that is right outside where the sound is coming from. There was no change in the sound.

I decided to stop worrying and continue to build my taco. As I opened the jar of salsa, the sound stopped.

“Yeah, let’s throw that out.”

And now a fish.

I have drawn an octopus for use in a game that made Jorenko program. I finally (after a month or more) thought of a theme. Click the little octopus for the larger image (the small one is for game use).

Woke up.
Backache+
Pills, back brace.
Backache-
Headache+
Drove to work. Bright lights at work.
Headache++
Removed back brace.
Headache+
Backache+
Tired+
Ingested pills.
Headache+
Backache+
Tired+
Consumed caffeinated beverage.
Headache+
Backache+
Tired-
Hyper+.

I am currently hyper with a photosensitive migraine and upper back pain.

ARGLE BLARGLE.

based on the original by dr vox

and then a ghost oh noes

I recently got an email from a place called Customized Graphics encouraging me to upload art to make into stickers, wall hangings, window designs, etc. I’m a bit wary of putting up my own art on there (unless I wanted to get the things myself) so I’ve put up something I didn’t originally create (but put effort into making) at no-royalty (so it’s just the cost of materials and shipping).

Here goes.

That’s right, sellin’ tf2 stickers for no profit.

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my brain is odd
my welsh is terrible

Originally posted on TCB Mon, 15 Dec 2003 01:27:59 GMT

Sandra sat at the terminal, leaning on her crossed arms in front of the keyboard. She couldn’t believe what was happening. Shock, worry, fear, and all the emotions she was told never to feel were washing over her face all at once, which resulted in her stone-cold visage squeezing out a few salty tears. These feelings, as she knew, were simple replacements, something to soothe her most prominent feeling of complete emptiness.

There was something missing in Sandra now, and she knew what it was. The connection had been severed. She was the most alone she had ever been in her life, though she was currently in a room with at least a dozen others, all in as much shock as her from the disturbing occurrences.

The air echoed with questions of Amanda’s well-being, doubts of her survival, and premature praise of the agent’s past life. The video feed was down. Audio was gone, too. Sandra, along with two others, waited at their terminals for any sign of Amanda.

But Sandra knew that there was no hope. Amanda was dead.

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I, uh, got a bit bored. Here’s an ancient post from the Jurassic Era. TCB was five years old in 2003. That makes it fucking old now.

Schroe
Thu, 11 Dec 2003 07:45:12 GMT

I made a huge mistake. I thought about upgrading from ib v3.0.2 to ib v3.1.2. As you can see, the Cork Board is currently on 3.1.2, but at no small price. While upgrading the Cork Board, the old databases became corrupt, and I had no working ones elsewhere. All the posts were lost. All 14K+ of them.

So it’s gone. The backups that I did have were no good. It’s all gone.

Not like there was much there, but I’m sorry. I’m sorry I lost what people had given.

The Cork Board celebrated it’s fifth year this year. It went by with no one noticing, and with me not saying a word.

I guess a new start is something I need, though. Now that it’s completely clear of any bugs, any missed images, I should be fine. I should be able to keep this up again.

If I don’t go crazy from everything else first.

So, the first question, which I do not expect to be answered about the board, as it is a Happy Question and must be answered happily (or at least in an entertaining manner) and I will not be happy with compliments or criticism right now – where was …. right, the Q.

How does it look?

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I should have posted these the days they were made but I’m lazy.

“Deadly Virus Man” was the screen name created by a wannabe hacker twelve-year-old that played the MMO “Otherworld” created by “Ettin Industries,” which was a company run by characters within a roleplaying universe known as the “Corkie Commune.” DVM is a triple troll.

DVM is a character in a character I used to role play. The group usually stuck to one universe that visited other universes. The Commune was sort of a limboish place that existed slightly left of reality and could only be first reached by necessity. One RP member decided that he wanted to play a different universe, but rather than start a story up in that universe, he had some convoluted idea. Instead of a new universe with new characters, he introduced an MMO that the characters played, and we were going to play our characters playing their characters. It was pretty obvious to me that he wanted to do a new universe, and I’m still not quite certain why he didn’t just say it. He still has some characters he made up for it in his D&D playing. All characters I made for this universe were silly and lighthearted.
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Echo exists because I had a dream about dying.

Echo is a main character of a story called Vivify that I wrote in October 2007. I recommend reading it before continuing. (Unlike a lot of my other writing, I’ve re-read this and didn’t hate it.)

Echo is the first of the fifth generation Vivified drones created by Dr. Weiss of the Vivifix Corporation. With all the vivi you’d think I’d named her that, but no. Echo’s past life remains an unknown to herself, but she has seen pictures of her recent past. The first two iterations of Vivified (Alpha, Bravo) were her, suspended in fluid for testing connections and controls. Future iterations had some motor skills, but the Echo line was the first to be able to walk and eventually be taught to function.
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