misslynx: (Aidan & me - w/ dandelion)
One small but awesome present I got for Giftmas, from [livejournal.com profile] lgbtech, was a set of 6-sided dice called Story Cubes, with pictures on them that you can use for various storytelling games. They were the source of much entertainment on an evening out we had with [livejournal.com profile] curgoth, [livejournal.com profile] mycrazyhair and several other friends. The idea was, according to the box, to divide the dice among all present and have one person start with "Once upon a time..." and the roll their dice for inspiration, and then continue around the table with each person adding to the story. But given that we were all somewhat under the influence of many and various interesting varieties of beer at the time, the story instead started with "No shit — there I was!" and the each-with-their-own-dice thing quickly degenerated into first grabbing dice from other people, and then eventually keeping all the dice in a big pile in the middle with people taking as many as they felt like using when their turn came. As you might expect both from the alcohol factor and the excellent company, things quickly became very surreal, and a certain point I felt compelled to start taking notes on my phone of some of the more... interesting things that were said.

Cosmic turtles, electromagnetic shoes, and a phone call from God )

Of course, the Lynxcub is also an enduring source of extreme creativity. So as the childhood sequel to the adult madness above, here is a conversation I recently had with him:

The Pirates of Prince Edward County )
misslynx: (Aidan & me - ravine)
I appear to be breaking new ground in storytelling, as the Lynxcub increasingly likes me making up stories for him rather than just reading to him. Really, it's one long story in multiple installments - currently a Goldilocks/Batman/Lego/Thomas the Tank Engine/And Tango Makes Three crossover, plus pirates and dragons. No Daleks yet, but I'm sure they can't be far off...

For one of last night's installments, he wanted me to tell him a story involving all 16 Lego minifigures shown on the sheet that came with the little circus ringmaster minifig that Dianne got him. Plus Tango (the little girl penguin with two daddies, from And Tango Makes Three, one of his favourite books*). So I had Tango take a day-long outing from the zoo, in which she danced with a mariachi band, performed with a mime, met an archaeologist at the museum, etc.

Earlier that night, Goldilocks and Little Bear took a trip to the city, and encountered a subway delay due to unexpectedly melted tracks, and ended up having to rescue a trapped dragon from inside the tunnels. with the help of Thomas and friends. It ended with a big party in Christie Pits, where people barbecued food on the dragon's breath in between taking shifts at replanting all the grass and trees they'd had to dig up to free the dragon from the subway. The plants all grew back especially well because of the dragon energy that was in the ground after that, and every year on that day the TTC workers and neighbourhood residents had a Dragon Day picnic to commemorate the event.

I have no idea how I come up with this stuff, BTW. He just says what he wants to hear about (sometimes as simple as "so what happened with Goldillocks and Batman?" or "Tell me a story about a Lego crane!"), and I start talking, and it just comes out...


* Also, one of the most-banned books in the US in recent history. I'm so glad he likes it.
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Not to mindlessly repeat the name of the blog I found it in, but this really, truly is an epic win:

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I have a question for those of you who have more experience than I do in making interesting and possibly complicated costumes (which is to say, probably most of you):

Is there anything you can safely put all over you - i.e. on skin, hair and clothing - to make you look like a stone statue? But still be able to move easily?

In my ideal fantasy, there would be something like that marble-textured spray paint you sometimes see, but washable and non-toxic. However, I strongly suspect no such thing actually exists.

If there's something that could at least go on skin safely, but would permanently stain clothing and stick to hair, I could always get a cheap wig from a thrift shop and use clothing I didn't mind sacrificing... But whatever it is would have to look more or less convincingly stone-like on any of those surfaces.

Oh, and preferably also on feathers, though I suppose anything that could go on hair and cloth could probably go on feathers.

So... any ideas?
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Animal updates cut for scatological content, in hopes of not squicking out my flist.
  1. Kiska update )


  2. Rosalind update )


  3. Speaking of construction, I was delighted to see a cement mixer outside my building earlier today. Not as delighted as I would have been if it had been in the act of pouring cement right there, but still... It was obviously getting ready to pour cement somewhere, and I can only hope that it was doing the road surface a little east of me, as that would mean that soon it will do the road in front of my building and then this will all be over. Or at least, the part of it in front of me will be. As far as I can see, pouring the actual road is the last remaining thing that needs doing here, other than stuff like painting lines on it, replacing the signposts and things, etc., all of which will hopefully be a little quieter.

    I am also ridiculously pleased that at least one tree on my block survived the whole construction project. I suppose I could equally well be upset that the others didn't, but on the whole I'm trying to focus on the positive. I'm not sure why they took down all but one of the trees, but it did look like the one they left was the biggest. Maybe there's some city by-law about not killing trees above a certain size or age, or maybe they just figured the smaller ones wouldn't be robust enough to survive and the bigger one would, I don't know. But I'm glad we have one left, and I really hope they replace the others.

    Also, I am very glad that the tree immediately outside my eastern windows is growing out of Filippo's patio rather than on the sidewalk, and thus not subject to any of this. I would be seriously upset if anything happened to that tree.


  4. Very happy to have finally started my Deliria game, though I had to do so with only half the players, as it turned out. One player was sick, and another (her spouse), had to stay home to take care of her. And the original opening scene I had in mind needed them. But I was able to come up with an alternate opening that focussed on the other two player characters, and kept the story on track such that I can still do the original scene I had in mind next time.

    Gaming really is an essential sanity-saving measure for me. There's something about the particular kind of collaborative creativity it involves that feeds something in me that nothing else does. I suppose it's the same part of the mind that, as a child, loves playing make-believe. Maybe some people lose that as they get older, but I don't seem to have, and I'm very happy for that. Writing fiction is probably the closest "respectable", grown-up activity to that, but it doesn't (usually, at least) involve the same kind of interaction with other people, which for me is part of what makes gaming especially enjoyable. It involves not just exercising my own creativity, but bouncing it off of other people's. In some ways that aspect of it reminds me a little bit of playing in a band, but again, slightly different.

    Well, whatever the reason for it, it really does feel like an integral part of my life -- more than just an enjoyable time-waster. When I don't have it, I really miss it, and when I come back to it after not doing it for a while, I have that satisfied feeling like an empty spot in my psyche just got properly filled and all is now right with the world, or at least my corner of it.


  5. And that seems like an appropriately upbeat note to end on, as I have to get to the gym and from thence to a Drupal Users Group meeting. Hope everyone else is doing similarly well.
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  1. Pedal the Don - free group bike trip through the Don Valley, Sunday May 3, 1pm. I want to go to this - anyone else?

    It's longer than I've ever biked before, but it sounds so cool! And going from north to south, it would be mostly downhill.

  2. $25 bike tune ups at U of T Apr 6-9. It's a fundraiser for the U of T mountain bike team, but it doesn't sound like you need to be an actual U of T student to take advantage of it. And it's about half the price most stores seem to charge for that sort of thing.
In other news, tonight was Unexpected Coyote Puppet Theatre at Wolf Moon. And I have pipe cleaner spiders now.

Also, I have no idea what I'm doing still awake. I should probably remedy that.

WANT!

Dec. 7th, 2008 11:04 pm
misslynx: (Curtana Fairy)
For any of you who, like me, do book and paper arts of some sort, don't miss this!

The Paper Place (formerly The Japanese Paper Place) is having a contest in which the prize is one sample sheet of every kind of Chiyogami paper they carry -- that's 637 different kinds, for a total value of nearly $2000. A seriously swoon-worthy prize!

You can enter the contest here.

Why yes, mentioning it in your blog does give you bonus chances. Why do you ask?
misslynx: (With Kiska (on couch))
Having had so much fun with this conversation in [livejournal.com profile] tamago23's journal, I can't resist posting the meme that started it here:

If your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever), please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, good or bad -- BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.


Bonus points for really surreal, down-the-rabbit-hole type memories.
misslynx: (Oh R'lyeh?)
This looks like a ton of fun: An Open Challenge: Build Your Own Lovecraftian Ending

Were I not tired and brain dead at the moment, and it not late at night, I would immediately take up the challenge. Perhaps on the morrow.

In the meantime, I leave you with this, which amused me even more: The Thing in the Crib, or, Cthulhu Cthild Cthare
misslynx: (Curtana Fairy)
Now this looks like a hell of a lot of fun:

Pretend to be a Time Traveller Day

I don't know if I'd have the nerve to do it, but I really hope some people do. The dystopian future options looked particularly entertaining. Although the visitor from the past thing could be fun too, especially if you spun it into something like having been kidnapped by the fairies.
misslynx: (Oh R'lyeh?)
A new community I just discovered, which I couldn't resist pouncing on immediately, and I suspect several people on my friends list will too: [livejournal.com profile] love_crafting.

Yes, it's a crafting (i.e. making stuff) community. Yes, the Lovecraft pun is intentional.

The very existence of this community fills me with glee. Also, er, unspeakable terror, of course. Because it just wouldn't be right without the unspeakable terror.

FEAR THE PLUSH CTHULHUS AND NYARLATHOTEP TEA COSIES!
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Congratulations to [livejournal.com profile] nocturnalia and [livejournal.com profile] valgarth on their handfasting

And happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] insolent_cherub!

In other news )
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Just realizing it's been over two weeks since I last posted anything, and longer than that since I last posted anything public. I think I generally post less when I'm happy with life. Which I mostly am, right now.

Part of that is just the nature of spring -- I think I must have a touch of SAD or something. I'm not necessarily depressed all through winter, but I do tend to be a little more angsty and introverted then. But when spring comes, it's like my serotonin levels skyrocket and everything seems right with the world. Little things like walking under a couple of flowering trees in front of Nikos's old apartment building on St. Clair and seeing the sidewalk strewn with pink petals, or seeing a professional dog walker walking a whole pack of various sorts of dogs on a huge multi-leash type of thing, fill me with intense delight.

And it's not even just that all seems right with the world -- all pretty much is right with the world right now, or at least the world chez Lynx. I am, overall, happier than I have been in a long time, I think. Here are a few reasons:

The Goodness )

And a pensive note... )
misslynx: (Small Manageable Goats)
In belated honour of my recent 2006 Goats post, I have created this user icon, which contains the phrase the goats/goals thing originally sprang from, and applied it to my past goat-related posts. Just had to show it off...

Back to work now.

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