Still recovering from pneumonia but I’m well enough to look back at the past week and realize how totally sick I was. I get terrible fever dreams that seem so real they bleed into real life and it’s hard to separate them from reality (is this normal?) and one of the strongest happened Wednesday when I fell asleep reading Ready Player One and Victor woke me up with a “medicine ball” from Starbucks and he tried to explain that it was some drink from their secret menu that he read helps when you’re sick (hot tea, steamed lemonade, honey, heroin probably) and I took it and honestly thought he’d slain some orcs and this potion had dropped when he killed them and I was super impressed for an hour until I fully woke up and realized that I was being crazier than normal. But I do recommend the medicine ball if you’re sick even though Victor said that he felt like an idiot ordering something that wasn’t on the menu because the baristas always make him feel stupid and what if it was a trick, but then when the barista was like, “Totally. I can make that” he thought it would be funny to start asking for made-up, nonexistent names of drinks at Starbucks. Like if he said “Make me a Butthole Surfer” the barista would be confused and then he could say “WHO LOOKS STUPID NOW?” and then they’d be even. But then the next day he decided to actually do it and he ordered an “Old Wizard’s Beard” in the drive-thru and he said “They asked if I wanted it iced and I just drove off, terrified of what they had back there.” So, point Starbucks.
Does this make any sense? Sorry. I am on a LOT of meds.
In other news, I asked people to share pictures of their finished images from YOU ARE HERE on twitter and I was not disappointed so I put them in a storify right here and now even more are coming in so I’m going to have to do another. Tag your images with #youarehere if you want to share and I’ll do another round up soon.
Forgive the typos. I’m still 45% dead.
And now…time for the weekly wrap-up!
Shit I made in my shop (Named “EIGHT POUNDS OF UNCUT COCAINE” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- NOT DEAD YET. (Celebrate the small things, y’all.)
- I wonder how many dead bodies are buried by badgers? They are nature’s tiny murder accomplices.
- The virtues of solitude.
- Why did no one ever tell me about Chris Fleming before?
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