I’m not totally happy with this lil critter, but it’s time to do other stuff.
coolbabydragon is cool
My second Keynote animation. This time, I wanted to try and do some fake 3d animation using keynote. I think I probably spent around 20 hours on this? Again, when I exported it to video, the video loops within each slide only loop once. That’s why there’s not as much flapping as there should be. This looks much better played back in Keynote (framerate, quality,etc), but yeah.
HOLY SHIT KEYNOTE???!!!«<»>
I am 28, and it is dawning on me that I need to change the way I eat.
I love all kinds of food. Tasty is where I’m at, and while I love a clean and delicious and artisanal-everything meal as much as the next coastal elite, my love of tastiness includes crap junk food. My grocery staples are: eggs, milk, bread, spinach, mushrooms, and once a month when they’re on sale at Ralphs, jalapeno-flavored Kettle brand chips. When I’m lazy and distracted (so, during the entirety of my workweek) I will eat whatever involves the fewest steps of preparation. That means on good days I eat a lot of avocado toast, and eggs and toast, spinach and mushroom omelettes, frozen Chinese dumplings and some kimchi from the back of the fridge, veggie burgers on toast. And on the other days I’ll make a meal of butter almond thins. Or a banana and a bunch of cookie butter. Shrimp chips. Hello Pandas. Pocky! Or Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. Snyder’s honey mustard pretzels. Or, yes, jalapeno Kettle chips. (I really do live in The Snack House.) It’s disgusting but it’s so tasty.
What forced the realization? Not my full understanding of the vital importance of green leafy vegetables and the serious damage that even one fast food meal can do to a person’s arteries. Not Michelle Obama, one of my favorite public figures, and her healthy eating crusade. Not even my family’s terrible history with heart disease and high cholesterol.
This week I had a pretty nasty stomach bug. I really don’t think that much about my diet, but this week I became very aware of it because I couldn’t properly digest anything I was eating. I tried my version of the gentle stomach recovery BRAT (bananas, rice, applesauce, toast) diet. I made myself a soothing carrot and mushroom soup in chicken broth. I ate an apple for lunch. The next day I had a banana (and cookie butter) for breakfast. Serious stomach unhappiness continued. And then I got lazy. I had a bowl of cereal. I went to McDonald’s for dinner (seriously, after two weeks of Olympics commercials that told me that I, too, could be a world sports champion if I ate a chicken nugget, I moved toward the drive-thru with a truly detached powerlessness over my steering wheel). Stomach trouble continued. Kevin’s always trying to get me to eat better, and usually it’s this running joke between us, but this week he got impatient with me. “I have no more sympathy for you,” he railed on the phone when I asked him if I was dying late one night.
Julianne this is great
RIP Robert Ashley
where did my cat find a stamp with his sister’s face on it
decided I’m going to start posting my old Q:/A:-format jokes here, under the assumption that they will all go mega viral