Today’s #throwbackthursday is this simple animated NiGHTs chao that I did sometime in mid-2009. All of the frames were drawn in MS Paint, and I used a website to animate it, don’t remember the name of it right now. My chao anatomy went through a weird phase during that time.
Let's go back to fall of 2011 to maybe give us some of that cool weather vibes. Here's me at a park as a scarecrow standee where my kid (it was 2011, the youngest weren't born yet and my middle one was a newborn still) put on a lovely jacket and hat to just make me look amazing.
I found this track among dozens of tracks I made from the early 90s. It doesn't have a name so I can't find the DAW work file easily. This was digitized off a four-track. I used hardware synths but I don't recall which ones. (Is there a way to find out the synth model from sysex dump?)
The question is should I try to recover these lost tracks I made and clean up and record them digitally and release them?
Bertie was a seamstress and milliner, and had very little money, so I'm guessing she made this outfit herself.
Bertie was obsessed with cleaning. She walked my mother to school and polished mom's shoes in the hallway before mom could enter a classroom. Her grandchildren were forbidden to walk in the center of the living room carpet ("you'll wear it out"). She had mothballs in every drawer and closet in the house, even inside our toy chest. And when her husband placed his wooden leg at his bedside every night, Bertie waited until he fell asleep so she could put it away in the closet where it belongs (god forbid he had to get up in the middle of the night to pee).
My mother's last memory of Grandpa Eddie was him sitting on a metal chair placed on cardboard in the middle of his living room. The cardboard protected the carpet... and Grandpa wasn't allowed to sit on the upholstered couch ("you'll get it dirty").
I was cuddling with my cat Tennessee, giving him tummy rubs, and found myself singing to him “Yummy yummy yummy I’ve got love in my tummy, and I feel like loving you.”
Where did that memory come from? (And can it please disappear?) Does this qualify as a #ThrowbackThursday post?
This is the 3rd of my images honoring the unknown artists of Pompeii. This excavated Pompeiian painting of a beautiful woman shows her with a stylus delicately pointed to her lips. I have placed a dried orange rose in the foreground; her eyes are drawn to it in contemplation.
#throwbackthursday Heres Junior five years ago at his first vet visit! We named him Junior because he showed up as a stray kitten in June and looked like one of our other cats Varmint. #catsofmastodon#fedicats#cat#cats Kitty #love 😻❤️😻
For #ThrowbackThursday, on this day in 2019 I was at The Bourse, which was a bustling "food hall," with multiple vendors I loved. There was a bar that served excellent non-alcoholic shrubs, and a great fresh pasta stall. Has it recovered at all yet? Last time I stopped by it was dead and the stalls were empty.
COVID-19 hadn't happened yet, and normal people didn't know it was going to happen (despite Cassandras who knew we were not prepared for the next pandemic).