I’ve been thinking about what a damn shame it is that Aspergers doesn’t turn people green (or blue, Ms Naiad!), once more.
There was a bit of a disturbance over at Chavistan, with the new tenants running some pretty hardcore DOOF, like Richter-scale stuff. Could I go over and ask my delightful new neighbours to think about limiting the damage to “ruptured internal organs at 300 meters”?
No, I couldn’t, because my “nervous and hesitant” apparently looks like “shall we fight to the death”. For that matter, the Good Woman says, any intrusion would probably be regarded as a declaration of war: dunno what they were on.
Anyway, I revised an old design and came up with this:
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