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Have you heard of Sartalics?

Not too long ago I was complaining about the difficulties of conveying sarcasm in writing. Now I find out three interns are attempting to solve this problem with Sartalics! Sartalics is a reverse italics font, which is just like italics but leaning left instead of right.

To make their campaign known, the interns are gathering a Twitter mob of 10,000 people to simultaneously tweet at tech giants Yahoo, Google, Twitter, Facebook, Microsoft, Tumblr, YouTube and Apple. The tweet “@(company name and person in charge of decisions at said company) needs a sarcasm font style option way more than another layout update! #nosarcasm.” will be sent automatically when the campaign hits 10,000 participants. Last I saw, the Sartalics twitter account had 2,304 followers already.

Let’s all join the twitterblitz for Sartalics!

 

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Noisy toys in the middle of the night

Ginger is feeling completely at home by now. Did I tell you about her favorite toy? By the way, whoever said “buy your cat a toy that makes noise so you’ll know when he’s playing with it” does not have a cat. Either that or he locks his cat out of the house at night.

Well, Ginger has a few toys that make noise. I have to admit when I bought them I had that advice in mind and really thought it would be a good idea. How cute would it be to be doing something and all of a sudden hear her playing with her toy? Adorable right? I could see myself doing dishes or working on something on my computer and hearing her playing. Adorable.

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It has feathers. And a bell inside. And she throws it in the air to play with it. Adorable.

Now imagine that the thing you’re doing is sleeping, and that it’s anywhere between 3 and 5 in the morning. How cute does it sound now? Still cute?

Then imagine that she is grabbing the toy with her paw or with mouth and throwing it up in the air, only to hit hardwood floor. Still cute?

Now imagine she’s doing that under your bed, right under where your head is resting on a pillow, making the toy hit the metal part under your bed before hitting the hardwood floor.

And do you know what’s more frustrating? Every single night when I wake up to try to fetch the toy for her and hide it, I promise myself I’ll remember to hide it the next night before going to bed. But do I do that? No, of course not.

Apparently I’m a glutton for punishment.

 

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Of name changes and refrigerators.

I woke up this morning and I just knew her name was Ginger. I tried to name her Phoebe yesterday, but who was I kidding, I can’t name her, she names herself. And that’s how I woke up thinking “Ginger. Ginger is her name.”

Maybe she was whispering that in my ear during the night. Who knows? I just know that that’s her name, just like I know that she picked me when I went there to adopt a cat. She adopt me, and not the other way around.

So after I woke up this morning I went looking for my mini purring machine. She saw me passing in front of the kitchen and gave me a meow. She was on top of the fridge, hiding behind the cereal boxes.

I went on with my morning routine, got some coffee, took a shower, got dressed, etc. When I was brushing my teeth I heard a noise. “Great. Did she drop my cereal box behind the fridge?” Just imagine the mess. Plus, if it was one of the opened boxes, I’d have cereal under the fridge and that would be a mess I didn’t want to clean up. But no, all the cereal boxes were still there. Weird.

It only took me a few seconds.

I started pulling the fridge away from the wall, yelling her name (the right one, mind you) and nothing! Not even a tiny meow. When I pulled enough I looked and there she was, not moving. I know the poor thing was scared to death, but couldn’t she at least let me know she was alive?

When she finally summoned the courage to jump out of there I hugged her tight and didn’t want to let her go. Then I pushed the fridge against the wall as best as I could.

She hasn’t been there since then. We’ll see.

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Look at me. Do I look like anything other than Ginger? Of course not.

 

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E as in ‘Ello there, mate!

Everyone, meet Phoebe!

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Phoebe. That’s P as in Phoebe, H as in hoebe, O as in oebe, E as in ebe, B as in bebe, and E as in… ‘ello there, mate!

She’s the most adorable little thing ever! She’s been walking around the house, making sure everything meets her expectations, I guess. But the place she chose to spend her time was under the couch. Sure, because who doesn’t like to take a nap on a hard, cold floor during winter?

Anywho, she’s adorable! Did I say that already? She is! She lets me grab her even when she doesn’t want me to, and she doesn’t even try to jump from my arms all that much. And when I talk to her she comes from under the couch for some snuggles. And she purrs! A lot. And they are loud. Love it!

P.S.: If you don’t get the title, click here.

P.P.S.: You can also click on the link if you get it but want to relive the moment. Seriously. Go on. Don’t be shy.

P.P.P.S.: Name change: Phoebe is now Ginger. I don’t really know why, but I woke up and somehow I knew her name was Ginger. I guess most of this post won’t really work now… Oh well.

 

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I have a feeling this will only make sense in my head.

That moment when you forget you had something in the oven so you rush to rescue whatever is left of it, but then you get there and the cheese is overflowing and the chicken is all “Rawwr,” and you’re like “Get over it, chicken. You’re just a chicken,” and you realize how much you miss your mom.

Does this make sense?

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This is the look I was going for, I guess. The actual end result was… well… a bit scarier.

 

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A new tattoo. Because who doesn’t need more tattoos?

I had to get a new tattoo. I just had to. Okay, maybe I didn’t necessarily need a new tattoo, but when you have a tattoo artist as a friend it’s kind of hard not to. Especially if he’s pretty awesome at what he does. Yes, he’s my friend. No, I don’t think he’s awesome just based on that. I’ve seen lots of his works and have already 3 tattoos designed by him. Most of all, I respect him as an artist. So I came to him with an idea and he created the design for a tattoo that only I have. Well, until someone finds it on the internet and copies the idea, that is. But at least I was the first one to have it. And hopefully they will ask their tattoo artist to add their own twist to it and it will be different.

Anyway, it’s a very simple tattoo, but it amazed me to watch Mauricio doing all the fine details in it. Doing the lines, the shading, the lighting, and all the tiny things in it. Pretty awesome. It was my first time being able to watch the tattoo being made, and I loved it!

Owl Tattoo by Mauricio Huber (Old Friends Tattoo)

Owl Tattoo by Mauricio Huber (Old Friends Tattoo)

My opinion: if you get a tattoo, ask the tattoo artist to make you something original, something that is you. I usually go to him with some examples of tattoos I like and throw my ideas at him. He then shows me his drawings for the tattoo and we discuss any (if necessary) adjustments.

P.S.: If you use the picture anywhere please include the tattoo artist’s name. Thank you.

 

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The Passenger

Okay, since I’m a little obsessed with in love with enjoying looking for new animated short films all over the interwebs, here’s another one:

The Passenger is an animated short film by Chris Jones. It was an one-man project created between 1998-2006. You can find out how and why at chrisj.com.au, where you can also see all kinds of info on the making of the film, including useless information, which was the first link I checked. What does that say about me? Never mind, better not know.

 

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