Thursday 21 June 2012

Ode to Crochet

A hook, a yarn, and I'm alive.
How big to make my granny square?
It matters not, I'm in the zone
Without a care.

Monday 11 June 2012

A Pirate's Life [GW2beta]

Some piratical pics from GW2 beta weekend 2. This time round they added a pirate captain town outfit in the in-game store. Even better, donning it replaced your skillset to:
(1) series of cutlass slashes
(2) shouting "yarrr!"
(3) "walking the plank" - you collapse with a big splash
(4) summon a parrot (5 min cooldown)
(5) summon a cannon (30 min cooldown)

Yarr!



























Fire!


























Guildmate Pirate Co-captains (gender equality rules)


























It's Zii & me :)

Spider Cave [GW2 beta]

This one was near one of the Commune at place of power for skill point areas where I'd just killed a veteran spider thing that guarded it. Felt the place looked gorgeous so decided to take a screeny. I was so long the spider respawned and was close enough to get aggro on me. I thought, I can't be bothered doing that again, so I beggared off. The way out was also full of mobs though, but I bravely ran away, as we thieves do. ;)

Saturday 2 June 2012

Eye of Abzi

Just finished making this. Not sure if it's awesome or crap...

Tuesday 20 March 2012

Mannequin [sonnet]

The world has heard of empty headed girls,
And some have heard of those with empty hearts.
But empty souls, like iridescent pearls,
Can shine though formed of salvaged, gritty parts.
The lifeless moon illuminates the sky,
Recycling incandescence from the sun.
And pallid cloth absorbing gaudy dye
Is bright - at least until the colours run.
A law of nature; vacuums must be filled.
So watch for what's in your locality.
As anyone around who's stronger willed
Will supersede your personality.
Take care with what reflected light you shine,
Thus never place your pearls before the swine.

Sunday 12 February 2012

Cats & Dogs (a sonnet)

Cats & Dogs

O stubborn boy. Why must you be so fussy?
Your petting choice so oft leaves you alone.
Instead of trying in vain to feed a pussy,
Experiment and give a dog a bone!
I understand your fear you'll be unable
To satisfy his lust for meaty treats;
He'll jump you while you're at the dinner table,
At night he'll lick your face and mess your sheets.
But is the other option any better?
A creature so unnaturally clean...
A lick, a lick, a lick - but still no wetter.
Is it her fierce disdain that keeps you keen?
Don't think that folk must like just dogs or cats.
Some like them both. And others favour rats.