“… when anyone elects to speak or write discourses which are worthy of praise and honor, it is not conceivable that he will support causes which are unjust or petty or devoted to private quarrels, and not rather those which are great and honorable, devoted to the welfare of humanity and our common good.” — Isocrates
“The affection of the mind for argument by analogy may afford a fertile theme to the cynical philosopher. The ambition of human beings to extend their knowledge favours the belief that the unknown is only an extension of the known:” — Winston Churchill (on Analogy)
“Lincoln, a master orator, debater, and rhetorician, was the most consciously rhetorical of our presidents. He once incisively attacked an opponent for employing a particular metaphor-using a metaphor of his own: “I wish gentlemen on the other side to understand that the use of degrading figures [of speech] is a game at which they may not find themselves able to take all the winnings.” — How to be as Persuasive as Lincoln
My husband is the Dungeon Master, and we play with three of our friends every other Sunday at our kitchen table. It is THE MOST FUN THING IN THE WORLD because it is just playing pretend and rolling dice sometimes. I want to go back in time and teach it to past me, age 7.
It is also the best thing ever because I spend the entire time drawing. I can’t HELP but want to draw what we say — and do. Our games are funny, if slow.
Ken’s character, Sarius, is not the most…stalwart…adventurer.
My character, on the left, and Aurelia visited a salon while the other half our posse was getting drunk in the bar and “fact finding.”
Aurelia disapparates at the end of a battle.
Anonymous asked: Hold up, you like TNG more than DS9!? What!?
Yeah, I’m thinking about ending my foray into DS9 partway through the first season. Just don’t dig it — or any of the characters except Quark.
I miss TNG. I don’t like Deep Space Nine nearly as much.
figure drawing, january
Cupcake Mystrey Tour!
Last fall I tried to convince my baker friend to bring her cupcakes back to my event. We tried brainstorming unusual booth setups — and I promoted a booth wherein cupcake selection would be a surprise to the buyer. Probably not the best idea, but I thought an illustration might help my case.
It was parked in our driveway overnight this January, and they just pulled up next to it, crawled underneath, and sawed off the catalytic converter. We figured it out the next day, when Scott went out to start the car and it ROARED to life. Our car is a 4-cylinder Honda Element. It could never roar.
I had to drive it to pick Scott up one very cold night before we had it repaired. It was so loud as to be embarrassing. I am not an easily-perturbed person, but driving a car as loud as Bessie is without her converter? That’ll do it.
Driving into town, I willed other drivers to avert their eyes from my loudly belching car.
It was very cold that night, and I drove with the windows open. Without the exhaust system, lots of fumes waft into Bessie’s cab and make me dizzy. So I bundle up in my warm hat and thick coat.
I felt ripped from a scene of an indie movie. Not a good indie movie. I felt like a character in Away We Go.
I pulled up for Scott.
I had to lay on the floor for a little bit after we got home because of the fumes.
Later that week I got the car repaired, It was expensive and sucked. I cried twice. The mechanic was incredibly patient.
But at least that week I learned how much eating a fruit pizza on the kitchen floor with friends can fix.
(A lot. It can fix a lot. It’s definitely worth enough to counter-balance the shittiness of thieves who strike in the night.)
“Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making something exist by observing it. And his hope for other people is that they will also make it exist by observing it. I call it creative observation. Creative viewing. ” —
William S Burroughs
I found this in my herb garden on trash day.
