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Happy 2019! General discussion thread
This thread still says happy 2018.
So far in 2019 I have cooked and eaten a goose with the help of the amazing Mrs Scarf, and used the remains to make goose chow mein, which was all my fault. Life is making it progressively harder for me to find time to draw and yet, I'm looking forward to finishing my strip and approaching the next with renewed optimism. Picture this against the backdrop of the UK self immolating to the tune of Babylon's Burning by The Ruts.
What have you done so far and what do you hope to do in 2019?
Ironscarf wrote:NO IT DOESN'T!
This thread still says happy 2018.
You must be high…
>_>
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So far I have quit drawing for a while and devoted myself full time to making a white and cream 18th century style suit of clothes, all modelled around this cheap coat I bought online and have just finished modifying into a proper 18th century style coat!
Reorganization of cast members and original characters and actually managed to build a set for the Belle's Best Drunkduck awards after party scripts I wrote two months ago.
Outside of that it's been all damage control with house woes and my new car with very low mileage but concealing a terrible secret? Real life drama as I sort out evidence and watch every Lupin III movie and OVA ever made.
I hope it's not too expensive Bravo!
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The comment sections on Youtube videos…
They're well known for being full of evil and idiocy, and that is true!
But they can also be good sometimes so I always go back and check… and come up against the same annoyingly idiotic things people post
The thing is though that they CAN be really good- when they're not filled with memes, whining, sycophancy towards the vid creator etc the GOOD comments are the ones hat shed more light on the subject of the video. I really appreciate those. It almost make the shut comments worth it.
ozoneocean wrote:Ironscarf wrote:NO IT DOESN'T!
This thread still says happy 2018.
You must be high…
>_>
There goes my New Year's resolution. The coat is looking quite impressive I must say.
I called a realtor to arrange a showing of the cutest most perfect house. And it was unavailable. Within two days of listing, and the same day I called it went under contract. -_-
So, Wednesday, I'm going to go look at a second choice home instead. It has a lot of good points and is in a neighboring county with lower tax rates. It's been on the market since September (asking price is too high, imo).
I got all my paperwork to the loan officer, so I hope to have a pre-approval letter soon.
House hunting sucks. I'm tired. Good houses are sold before I can see them. The others are nightmares. Some make me cry because they have so much potential but need tens of thousands of dollars of work.
And my loan approval has come to a dead stop. The bank can't verify my employment in the National Park Service because our government representatives are a pile of quarreling babies.
I lost my paternal grandfather yesterday afternoon, he was ninety-four years old. I have been coping by watching comedy shows because it is good to laugh, but then in the quiets of the night, I listen to Doris Day or Bing Crosby’s version of “Moonlight Bay”, a song he would sing to me when I was really, really young, and I let out a good cry.
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So earlier yesterday morning, I was supposed to go to Tijuana, when I first stepped out of bed, I read a text message from my friends asking if I could leave earlier. I looked outside and my dad had taken my car, so I asked my mom for a ride to the train station. When I arrived at the station, I found out there was a weekend schedule where trains only ran by the hour. I had missed the train. My mom told me to go home and eat breakfast, so I did and I was very upset. I decided that all those indirect road blockages really did not want me going to Tijuana that day. One hour after that was when my dad called saying that my grandfather was having difficulty breathing and three minutes later, we received a text that he had passed.
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We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
As we sang love's old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
My grandfather was a sweet man, a respectful gentleman. He knew how to dress in style. He would never leave the dining table if I was still there. We shared an interest in the same music and he came from a magical generation.
DONPICASIO1921 wrote:
how do i upload the comic books i draw?
Click on your profile pic and go to your profile. Then click the "create a comic" link:
https://next.theduckwebcomics.com/comics/create/
kawaiidaigakusei wrote:
I lost my paternal grandfather yesterday afternoon, he was ninety-four years old. I have been coping by watching comedy shows because it is good to laugh, but then in the quiets of the night, I listen to Doris Day or Bing Crosby’s version of “Moonlight Bay”, a song he would sing to me when I was really, really young, and I let out a good cry.
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So earlier yesterday morning, I was supposed to go to Tijuana, when I first stepped out of bed, I read a text message from my friends asking if I could leave earlier. I looked outside and my dad had taken my car, so I asked my mom for a ride to the train station. When I arrived at the station, I found out there was a weekend schedule where trains only ran by the hour. I had missed the train. My mom told me to go home and eat breakfast, so I did and I was very upset. I decided that all those indirect road blockages really did not want me going to Tijuana that day. One hour after that was when my dad called saying that my grandfather was having difficulty breathing and three minutes later, we received a text that he had passed.
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We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay
As we sang love's old sweet song on Moonlight Bay
My grandfather was a sweet man, a respectful gentleman. He knew how to dress in style. He would never leave the dining table if I was still there. We shared an interest in the same music and he came from a magical generation.
My condolences Kawaii!
kawaiidaigakusei wrote:
My grandfather was a sweet man, a respectful gentleman. He knew how to dress in style. He would never leave the dining table if I was still there. We shared an interest in the same music and he came from a magical generation.
He sounds like someone quite special, I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm so sorry kawaii.
I'm still hating house hunting. At least it's an excuse to see my parents more frequently. They've met with me several times to look at houses. Godawful broken houses. Or beautiful perfect houses that require traversing the temple of doom to get to and have no place to park when you get there.
With the government (temporarily) functioning, maybe I can actually get my loan approved. Big *maybe.* I am filled with dread and self-doubt. I'm going to get rejected. This is all going to fall apart.
same wrote:Hello Irish ducker!
Can I get… uhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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I'm sick :(
Ill
Poorly
Under the weather
Ailing
I went to the doctor and got some antibiotics… I think it's a bacterial throat infection. I'm getting worse :(
It's probably not helped by staying up till 2am every night and sewing like a mad person.
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