Defenders of Daybreak OT thread

[thatdarncat]

I don't find that mysterious at all. But has your team met Quevee or Jo yet?

Evil. Evil evil evil. but we already knew that.

 

[WizarDru]

Siala,

just thought I'd mention that I finally got around to checking out your gallery, and I really, really like the "Never Afeared are We" picture. It's just great, really.

Have you ever done prints of some of these pieces?

 

[DrZombie]

On a similar vein, the ones that really get me are the diamond commercials. One I watched flat out said that women will love their diamonds more than they love their significant others! Someone needs to put a muzzle on these people, seriously.

Diamonds aren't even that valuable! They're just the perfect instance of artificial inflation of a product. I can't wait until our knowledge of chemistry and geology is good enough to create diamonds... I mean, it's just carbon matrices, right?

Eeeuhm, allready done mate, you need to do a spectrum analysis or sumpthing to notice the difference, the impurities you find in normals diamonds are absent. Diamond-traders in Antwerp are going bananas over it...

EDIT : allright, I vow never ever ever to reply to a post again before reading the rest of the pages. Someone allready beat me to it. Aaah well. I'll just wise-ass about something else then. Cheers.

 

[Sialia]

Siala,

just thought I'd mention that I finally got around to checking out your gallery, and I really, really like the "Never Afeared are We" picture. It's just great, really.

Have you ever done prints of some of these pieces?

Thanks!

I've done a few "prints" for my personal use (i.e. to send to Mom) on my inkjet. It doesn't handle color as well as a high end printer might.

I lose my reds particularly.

I'd love to do something professional with my art at some point. I just haven't found quite the right project yet. One of the hardest constraints to doing anything professional is being able to get stuff to come out on schedule as instructed. The current method of "drawing when the mood strikes me" and "just seeing what comes out" is very limiting. I'd like to be able to use the ability at will.

Feedback from folks here on the boards has been immensely helpful in getting the muse to talk to me more often and say more interesting things.

 

[ledded]

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Feedback from folks here on the boards has been immensely helpful in getting the muse to talk to me more often and say more interesting things.

Yes, I've found that threats of violence and witholding of basic necessesities doesnt seem to bother the muse either way. Hard little bastard, that muse can be sometimes.

 

[Bronz Dragon]

Imported Discussion

[I’m indebted to Rainer Thonnes for telling me about this little ditty, which appears in an anthology called Catscript, edited by Marie Angel. However, it was first published in 1933 in a limited edition of Geoffrey Taylor’s poems entitled A Dash of Garlic. The baited breath spelling is clearly not that new.]"GW

I think that was intentional and a pun. Not ragging on ya, just expressing a thought. I've been guilty of similar misspellings myself (at least I'm not a wizard). Something's wrong with the English language today, though. Either people haven't been studying it enough (my Father, a College professor, is often heard to complain about High School graduates who don't even have a basic grasp of grammar), or it has mutated so much and so many words have been added or dropped that people often use them incorrectly in such sayings as this, which use anachronistic words or meanings. My personal favourite(to hate) is 'Highly doubt'. Don't ask me to explain why, but it's just wrong dammit!

It really is a sad state of affairs when people who have learned English as a second language can correct people who have been speaking and learning it since birth.

The only solution I can think of is for people to read more classic literature. Dickens, anyone?

- BD

 

[the Jester]

My personal favourite(to hate) is 'Highly doubt'. Don't ask me to explain why, but it's just wrong dammit!

Unless you say it when you're high.

 

[orchid blossom]

We just recieved an email from our DM detailing treasure and a note found with it. The note reads thusly:

"My erudite Professor. If you would, please identify the included items. Some of them are the result of our own work out here in the bay, others are from our fine friend with the huge galley. Either way their true owners won't be needing them any more. Ha ha! Yours truly, P. C.

Sad that the first thing we thought was "Piratecat!"

 

[Sialia]

So, umn. The embarassing moment. To appreciate this, you have to realize that my parents are the kind of people that the Eric's Grandma rule was made for. If I keep my posts to things I could post in front of them, I won't come close to saying anything that would worry Grandma. And, uh, I don't let them know I post here at all anyway.

So, the story:

For an engagement present, one of my bridesmaids gave me a mandoline that came with with a whole bunch of fiddly vegetable garnish making appliances.

One of the doodads was supposed to make corkscrew shaped curlicues. I'll attach a photo of the thing. What the hey, here's one of a mandoline, too, just in case you've never seen one, and didn't get why the thought of Nolin strumming one was inherently humorous as typos go.

ANyway, I was fascinated by the device and went in to the kitchen and got a carrot. I strolled back to the living room to sit amongst the wreckage of the party with my mom and a few leftover bridesmaids. The guests were pretty much gone by this point.

And I could not get the darn thing to work. I stuck it in the carrot and twirled it around and around and around, and no corkscrew curlicues. Nada.

So my father walks in to the room, and looks at me bent over the thing in my lap and says innocently enough "What are you doing?"

And without even thinking about what I was saying, I replied "I'm trying to screw this carrot but the thing isn't working," I said, and then turning to my mother without really having heard what I had just said, I added "Mom, I don't get it, do I have to take it out at some point?"

You have to imagine the look on my mother's face as she tried not to tell me that there are certain things she didn't think she was ever going to have to explain to me because she expected me to have learned them in college, because she wasn't quite sure she could get away with saying that in front of my father.

 

[BSF]

Okey Dokey! I can see where that might be a tad embarassing. But, I laughed and trust me, I was laughing with you, not at you. Thanks for sharing, 'cause a laugh is always nice. ;D