and I was all, “Gnarly! I’ll get Fairchilds to go sledding and then we’ll drink beer and eat wings!”, but then I went to the window and there was only a dusting of snow, so I was like, “Whaaaaaaat?” and everyone was like, “DEAL WITH IT”.
i’m still waiting on that text.
February 10, 2010, 7:51am Comments
baileygenine asked: Ah, shit.
baaaaaiiiiiiiillllllleeeeeeyyyyyy?
did you not put ice on your burned arm?
WELL IT’S OK COS I HAVE PLENTY OF SNOW AND ICE HERE IN VA FOR YOU
February 10, 2010, 7:39am Comments
A FUCK TON OF SNOW AND SCHOOLS STILL GOING
like hell it is.
i honestly can’t drive in this.
February 10, 2010, 7:36am Comments
NO! STOP! GO AWAY!*
*unless you take away my school day tomorrow, i will be very upset with you, Weather.
February 09, 2010, 11:58pm Comments
My eyes are written as black in my birth book.
I’m fingering my butthole as I type this.
I don’t have a butthole to finger
I have no idea what I want to do with my life.. and it scares the shit out of me.
I’ve been ice skating since I was seven
There are pictures on the internet of me in a skirt. I look hot.
i can wiggle my eyelids horizontally. not joking.
February 09, 2010, 11:52pm Comments
Please forgive the quality of these pics, I took them in a hurry, and since my webcam isn’t working, my phone is the only option.
These cups are my favorite. They keep the coffee/tea warm for a long time, it fits comfortably in my hand, the lip isnt uber thick, and I love the glaze.
There are left and right handed mugs tho they don’t have to be that way. My mom is left handed and I am right handed, so I originally took a pic of both so you could see how the handle is. When you hold it, your fingers go in the mug. No, not in the coffee, but a part carved in the clay. You can also turn it and hold it differently.
I would love to learn how to make these but its been years since I have used a wheel.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?! you just blew my mind more than that starbucks cup.
February 09, 2010, 11:27pm Comments
monkeyfrog asked: Do you sell the cups you make?
yep! at the moment i’m working on setting up a website, and i have an etsy account, but i’m just waiting for my new work to finish with the firings before i put anything up.
on etsy i’ll probably just stick to bowls, plates, and cups. on the website (whenever it gets finished, which i honestly have no idea when that will be) i’ll have a bit of everything. cups, bowls, platters, tall vessels, large bowls, whatever i’m working on at the moment really.
when i start to have my work up on the internets i’ll post a link!
February 09, 2010, 11:21pm Comments
wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooord, i used to be the champ of cold drinks when i was a barista at the starbucks.
but god forbid you put me near any hot drinks.
I actually rarely ever drink Starbucks cause I don’t like coffee. But I love to drink my cherry coke with a straw and NOT from an aluminum can. So when I saw these reusable, insulated cups with the built in straw, I was elated.
I actually got a Christmas one too a couple of months ago, but I dropped it on the concrete and it cracked. boo.
! i thought that was a disposable! you just blew my mind.
February 09, 2010, 11:13pm Comments
i’m not sure if i’m just an idiot, or if that’s a different language, or if i’m just an idiot, i think i might just be an idiot because i don’t know what that says, but I LOVE THIS CUP. such a nice shape, it looks like it’d be great in the summer. mmmmmmmm
I wouldn’t have posted it had I known that I couldn’t post text along with the image (yeah, you took my photo reply virginity,) or “undo” my post, but there’s a wonderful story behind this cup.
I got a matched pair of these cups from my sister, who made them at some crafts shop. Inside the box was a piece of paper that contained a selection from what I’m assuming is the preface to Slaughterhouse Five.
I taught creative writing in the famous Writers Workshop at the University of Iowa for a couple years after that. I got into some perfectly beautiful trouble, got out of it again. I taught in the afternoons. In the morning I wrote. I was not to be disturbed. I was working on my famous book about Dresden.And somewhere in there a nice man named Seymour Lawrence gave me a three-book contract, and I said, “O.K., the first of the three will be my famous book about Dresden.”
The friends of Seymour Lawrence call him “Sam.” And I say to Sam now: “Sam- here’s the book.”
It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre. Everybody is supposed to be dead, to never say anything or want anything again. Everything is supposed to be very quiet after a massacre, and it always is, except for the birds.
And what do the birds say? All there is to say about a massacre, things like, “Po-te-weet?”
So that’s why it’s my favorite cup. My fingers barely fit in the outrageously effeminate handle, it holds a sub-standard amount of liquid, it apparently needs a good washing, and I’m terrified I’ll break it every time I set it down. But goddamn, I love it so.
this is exactly why you should be able to comment in the photo replys.
i like this even more now that i know the story.
February 09, 2010, 11:08pm Comments
