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Hey there! I got it working. We're about to shovel a pound of food into our mouths and then go on an adventure! The missus felt awful after her errands yesterday, so we just kinda chilled out. I still like little adventures though, as I think they're the spice of life. Picking a place on the map and going there, and then regretting picking a place on the map and just going there because you're ill prepared for whatever is happening "there" =P! Hehehehe! I just love that mystique, even if I come out with scratches and said pound of food turned into a pound of sweat =P!

My partner is starting a business with a friend and it revolves around 3D Printing which they're gaga for. I get the utility of it, and I love craftsmanship in all forms. I feel conflicted because I freakin' HATE plastic. I mean, get it out of here! Just get it gone. I know there are some solutions one can do to alter their impact, but as usual the cheapest and most easily replicated solution seems to be the one on the table. I'm not one to squash hopes, dreams or anything like that. We don't sit in opposite camps, but we do have different feelings towards certain things. I think if it's something that interests her and she wants to pursue it, I can't stop her. I don't like the material though, as a whole. I wish we'd hurry up as a people and find better solutions for wide-spread management of materials.

Ah, yes! Me too! I will actually take some pictures every now and then for my own records. My camera isn't good, but for the longest it was worse and I still look fondly back at those picture so I don't really care. I figure as long as they invoke a memory, the rest is really irrelevant. I think you can see I'm no photographer =P! I often see people walking around with their lenses the size of my arm and I ask them about what they've shot that day or whatever. I am envious because it seems so lovely to be able to walk around and capture these little moments in nature that would otherwise go unnoticed (because they tend to be something human eyes can't capture). My grandfather was a lovely photographer, he'd go to botanical gardens and capture these beautiful pictures. Sometimes I feel like I am doing his memory dirty by not picking up the torch, but to be honest two gals on a trail is already a target enough for bad actors. I wish I was joking, but it's just the world we live in. I keep it light, but always bring little snacks and water for the both of us. Especially my gal, who gets cranky if she gets hungry =P!

It's always important to remove meta-data because like I said up there, we just live in a different kind of world. Folks, whether for good or for evil, can be nosey nellies. I actually really loved the pictures, because they conveyed something very tangible. My instance is abstract, and it's harder to grasp the overall concept. I thought, I could sketch it out for you, but figured it wasn't really worth the venture, as ultimately the utility was the most important part of its existence.

I grew up with little guidance, as to be honest with you black schools are fucking horrible. I mean they tried their best but the budgets were just not there. There were a lot of kids to classrooms, and a lot of classrooms split into two in order to sustain them. I often think of how dirty America plays with their educational system. I am so bizarrely thankful that I have always loved books. If I didn't have libraries to go to (school x local) I think I would have been absolutely screwed. Finding my way to forums, and founding one when I was younger really helped too. My father had a computer, and when he slept I could sneak out and do whatever I wanted. Which was apparently to geek out with a bunch of Europeans. Which I kind of feel like a return to form here, because in general it seems that Europeans are far more worried about the ethics of technology than Americans. Le sigh~

I have a health issue that can seize up my hands some times, which actually is why I need that control. I have lost a bit of my faculties in general, and it makes me sad. My sibby has is too, and we're both artist and it's affected us both in profound ways. I'm doing okay right now, as I'm taking some fun-timey experimental medication for it. The window for it is only up to two years though, and to be absolutely honest I am terrified of what's going to happen when I can't take it anymore. Just because in a way losing your ability to control your hands really dampens even the simplest of things. I have a great partner, but I want to be able to do what I want, when I want it. That's the thing that frustrates me the most.

Eeak, she's calling me I've got to go! But I was gunna say - I learned the destruction of my precious things from a gal I had a crush on in high-school and the damn thing never left my brain. She was Mexican-American (she became a famous singer, down there - get out!) and she would burn every damn thing she didn't want anymore that was personal. Basically she romanticized it, and I romanticized her so in my brain it feels right to let go of things in some grand and destructive gesture.

Okay, gtg! Be well and talk soon hopefully! Thank you for everything by the by. I read along, agreed, hummed, made footnotes and the works! Just gotta run!

p.s. - People so often dyed their black hair that I actually didn't know it faded the way it does =P! CHEERS!!

p.p.s. - Got on the forum =)

No worries, fellow friendo! Keep making good stuffs like this =)

Something delicious Homer made that breaks him? It wasn't the pig, because that went flying. I wish I could remember.

Okay then, is it the scene where he goes ham and like goes into the vents and Willie has to track him down? Idk if that's right but it's the only other thing I can think about right now.

Hey, I am not Canadian but I was wondering what you're guy's forest management looks like? I'm not saying this to be rude, I was honestly wondering this the other day and figured I could ask here.

Ah damn, I've got nothing. There's the Stampee one, the puppies one, the homeless one I think? There is the homeless one where Bart takes him with him. Doesn't he? Nah. I think he's actually solo in that one. Idk, but I wish I knew.

Episode where he might have to get rid of Santa's Little Helper and he's reasoning with him that he has to listen to him and sit and shake. By him, I mean Bart. Right?

Nah, the shading in this isn't a mess. I FUCKING love your shading, and I swear to god if you talk shit about it again I will come to your house and braid your hair. Don't got hair? You're gunna get a braided wig. It's on! Anyways, I totally am a "do I stop now, or do I keep going at this until it's pure black because I can't stop inking all this shit" kind of person. I get it! I've said it once and I'll say it again - if you can capture the essence of whatever you're drawing you got it. and clearly - you got it. So you done good! Don't be mean to yourself! I just figured I would say the thing about the ear because it might help in the future. What are you gunna do? Get in a time machine and fix it? Nah. Just a little thing to tuck away for the future =)!

I love this! Idk if that's you, or if its like someone's sassy aunt but I feel this vibe so hard! Only thing I have to say is the hatching on the ear is kind of hard core. I mean, the ear could be in complete shadow but typically ears tend to have spaces of highlights kind of on the upper rim and the outer area. I am not sure if you catch me, I don't know anatomy like that so this is how I have to describe it. I also think it's brave as hell you did this whole thing with dip pen because my ass would have fifty splotches everywhere by the time I was done with something like this =)!

Cheers!

I don't know why but it's bugged out when I try to edit this post. Maybe it's too long? Idk. But I am reporting back and I got it to work! Success!

a) I hope you don't loose all your memories, but I do understand it's a very real fear.

b) I personally do not trust corporations like Apple to do my personal information properly. My gal found it so quaint that they have handwriting recognition, it struck terror in my heart.

c) Instead of archiving every piece of paper (which by the by you can do at a local library for free if you live in any sort of populace hub in America) I suggest you might consider archiving just the pieces that pull you. Perhaps small snapshots that comprise the greater moments of your life. Perhaps the little things that remind of you the kindness of the world. I think that's really up to you, but I think digitizing your works if you'd like to is quite a good idea!

d) You can archive them on a cloud service you enjoy or backup them on external memory just in case you are afraid of losing your content. I like to backup my most important things on all three. I use Sync for my cloud service needs, and a micro sd/usb flash drive for the physical. I also have a SSD hard drive, but I keep it hooked up to my lappy so I don't consider it all that safe. Besides which I have heard for archival purposes a safely stored HDD hard drive is actually better for this. Although I don't have the skinny, and others might have better input to assist on this.

As for making something searchable, to be honest I would start with how you name your files. Figure out a dating system you can recognize immediately. Think of your file hierarchy. Do you want to store your excerpts by year, and then store those by month? Then create a folder for the year and twelve sub-folders and plop your files there. As for automating the process, I don't know anything about that to be honest. It's plausible it's all something you could automate. But I am unaware of the process.

I am a person who moves a lot. I have lost most of my precious (materialistic) things through out my life. The way I archive them is either through photo, or just through memory. I share my memories, which is how I keep them alive. This is probably not the most efficient way to handle things, but it is how I handle things. I have noticed as I age that my system's cracks begin to show. I also figured that things just fall out of your head for a reason, and that perhaps as we age we sort of need that emptiness to let go. It's kind of dour, but I once worked in a (god-awful) restorative home and it taught me a lot more about aging than I ever witnessed in my day to day.

By the by, the reason why I suggest selective keepsakes is because it's how I've had to execute my own collections. I keep what I feel means quite a bit to me, even if it's a small hand-written note just saying "hi!" It's just about what "sparks joy" as Marie Kondo says =)! It keeps things succinct, although I don't always keep/let go of the right things. But there really isn't much I can do about that, and I am thankful I have anything at all. Good luck, and I hope you find a solution that not only works for you but is pleasurable to execute =)

Also good luck with any memory issues you may be facing, they're terrifying and if you are facing some I am so sorry for that.

Yes, I hate the way that people in media thought they could empower women by creating absolutely moronic and attractive male characters that they could sexually harass. Like, what!? That's not the way! I think people in general need more support because we've sort of nullified the way support networks used to exist.