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...hopefully with less FAIL.
The subject may seem a bit prosaic, but I made it as a thank you for my pal. For driving me all over Cornwall on holiday. It's designed to go in her van.
Subversive Cross Stitch.com was the inspiration for the idea, and looking at the site again to get that link. I realise I should do a bit of adornment on it. I also have to work out how to mount it in some way. So a bit more work to do yet.
I used the text generator at Stitchpoint.com, which is linked to from Subversive cross stitch.
I'm now working on some other projects using the online image converter Stitchpoint 2.0 though you'll have to wait a while to see those.
Here's the cross stitching I've been working on. It's to go in a friends van. I just need to finish off the edges in some way & work out a way to hang it.
Conan: "To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women."
Cha0tic: "WRONG! To sit in your own chair at home and take your boots off after wearing them for 16 hours"
Barbarian Hoard: (As one man) "HAAAIIIII!"
...finished work.
Home.
Drinking.
...Followed by a great Sunday mooching around the Science museum, but when I got home I had to get ready to go on site first thing Monday morning at the 'V' Festival. I'm now working my arse off there, so I'll have to catch up when I finish working there in a bit.
What do you think happens to you after you die?
Do you think they mean in a Philosophical/Religious way, or in a practical way?
Philosophically/Religiously I have no idea. I'll be sure to let you know when I get there though*.
On a practical level. The people at the NHS will take my giblets out and give them to someone else, assuming I haven't wrecked them completely. I'd be quite happy to leave my body to culinary science. Although the NHS will have my giblets, so there'll be no gravy.** I'm not sure how legal that is though.
Otherwise. I think I should write a will.
*I quite fancy the idea of Valkyries taking me off to Valhalla for an eternity of feasting. Or maybe haunting someone. Or coming back as something else.***
**Or Liver Pate, they take your Liver. There could be sausages, I don't think they take your intestines.
***We have a saying at work if we're having a shitty day:
"I must've been really bad in a previous life to be re-incarnated as a stage hand"
Two adverts, for different dating sites, with the same woman. She must be gagging for it :)
...but then I work in Rock 'n' Roll.
...at the top of this Blog as I've got into messing with Photo Shop again. I'm not sure I like it though, I'll leave it a couple of days and see if it grows on me.
Votes for and against or advice on improvement in the comments please. Ta.
A 360º Panorama this time. 24 pictures stitched together. I actually liked the way that my 'puter had to 'think' about the stitching, it took about 3 minutes to perform each of the optimisations and the stitching. It reminded me of using my Amiga to render things in the olden days.
