I watched a reel of a guy talking about the Cinerama today. How the plan for it is to allow it to rot until a corporation is paid to rip it up and build another shitass strip mall in it’s place. And I’ve realized that’s pretty much the plan for the whole US.

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I have no cheeks and I must clap.

So desperate to be rid of this sinus pressure I got the spiciest buldok ramen.

And by the dark gods did it work.

I know Things Are Bad Everywhere. I just want to be somewhere chilly, with rain, and free health care for a bit.

There’s a Costco in Glasgow, Scotland

Viral photo from some years back of a man nonchalantly mowing his yard with a tornado on the horizon .

How it feels doing literally any task right now.

I don’t think he’s sick I think they’re wrestling the nuclear button away from him.

I no longer connect with all my favorite experiences.

I wasn’t well equipped to be alone in my adult life. No real “Fuck It We Ball” education. A lot of Corporate Drone and pop out some kids indoctrination. No wonder I’m lost.

I mean not like I was destined for greatness or anything. But I just thought I’d be able to manage a little more I guess.

Being 42, weirdly “employed”, and living with my grandparents. What am I doing? What is my life?

I was reading blogs about living in Scotland and then I had to remember to temper my excitement. People who right blogs like that are typically well off already.

I could, and should, be way more unhinged.

“What relevant job experience do you have?”

Uhhhh I’ve… sold kilts before?

If I did move to Scotland, which is the fantasy right now, I’d be starting over. I can do it but oof. Big oof. Don’t know what I’d be doing.

The amount of documentation I need to get to complete my UK citizenship is really frustrating. A name change decree from 21 years ago. My grandparent’s birth certificates.

Blurry photo of New York City with the text “we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine and the machine is bleeding to death” over it

Economy mood

So, looking at a 2-5 year window should I plan to live out of a van or try to start over in a different country?

The jacket is turning out real good though.

Broke the stencil. Ah, well. I’ll try again later.

I’m glad grandma is getting excited about going to the No-Kings protest to march around for a bit holding signs and accomplishing nothing but getting merch for everyone is going a bit far isn’t it?

Making stencils for the patches I’m working on and somehow the first one, FUCK turned out perfectly but the others have not been going well. Do I just make 30 FUCK patches?

A little cel-shading/weathering action on these pants with a sharpie.

Before devastation.

I was hoping to print and paint a bunch of greebles but my 3D printer stopped working. And I don’t want to invest in repairing it.

On the cosplay side I’m painting a jacket. It’s… partially worked. I made some late additions and they washed out. Oops. I really need to figure out accessories. Greebling.

I’m also trying to make patches and buttons and other tradable goods. They talk about barter being popular. At a Ren Faire up in WA trinket trade was big and “do you want a shiny rock” was an incredible conversation starter.

I’m going to this really cool cyberpunk event in the desert late next month. It’s costume-enforced. I’m working on my own costume stuff but it’s really frustrating. I’m woefully short on resources and skills in this area. In spite of many hours spent watching videos.