You are probably going to see this one again, as I am going to put more ink on it tonight. The whole Photoshop mixing-and-matching was giving me a headache, so I will just say I am "remaining pure" with the whole ink thing.
Ever since the PayPal account verification thing* happened, I've been trying to think of a good prize to give out monthly for whatever-the-hell-floats-my-boat. Some of you were suggesting slapping a book together out of (I'm assuming) the blots and their interpretations. I was actually thinking of doing this for my own needs, and the only thing really holding me back was organization skills and a slight aversion to going to Office Max to get things printed out nicely. (Might be worse than getting that book out from the library.)
Would you give me your address if I told you you won something?
*It kind of went under the radar, but a $10 donation to the International Association For Correctional and Forensic Psychology was made, and was going to be the standard prize until PayPal starting asking for my bank account. Why this requires small text, I am not sure.
Just About Everyone Saw
A Gas Mask Over The Weekend
I had an epiphany, and that was that I should really draw my interpretation before I even post the blot, because I get really influenced by what people say. Particularly when Suciô Sanchez stops by with his interpretation AND his punny titles:
|"Keep Your Eye On The Ba'al"|
Suciô is also sending some traffic my way, so thanks for that, and my apologies for having to follow up on your interpretation with my feline fecal Fantasia:
|See Yesterday For Title|
I posted it a little earlier on Facebook. Dalek, in his CONSTANTLY CRITICIZING MANNER, made his own observation.
|Not exactly sure I am protecting his identity there. Still...MAGIC CAT.|
Speaking of Facebook, I have to share this with you non-Facebook people (not sure if that is a good or bad thing.) To protect her identity, I will not be mentioning Hanna's name:
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lace as a lowly house waitress in Earth's Connecticut."bottom left,) from the planet Zigdabor 9 to rise up, and beat her back to her p