#dec 30

[fe-smashorpass]

KNIGHT OF THE WIND - Sonic and the Black Knight

[shadoothys]

Happy new year's eve eve ! Have an Audrey Hepburn I drew in july (no connection at all)

[mistfunk]

Mistigram: if the song lyric is to be believed, not only is this #goose a-laying, but there are five more just like it just out of sight. Me, I think the #ANSIart illustrator AdeptApril was perhaps taking some shortcuts here. (Granted, I would too in that situation!)

[msbarrows]

Dec 30 - scanned about 1/4 of the final storage box of photos, which is exactly what I was aiming for, as I'd like to finish it off within the next 3-4 days. While scanning I did my usual things that work well alongside it, such as fairgrounds in Flight Rising and keg running in LotRO.

Best find today: photos of a year where my BIL was at moose camp with my dad & his friends, and assorted sons (& friends of sons) of same, and someone got a moose calf - iirc hunt camp stories correctly, it wasn't their (large!) group that did, but instead a guy most of them knew, and they ended up helping him to get it out of the bush, back to his place, and hung up in the garage, since they didn't have a moose of their own to deal with. Which was true the vast majority of years - they averaged 1 moose every 7 years until around when I was in my late 30s/early 40s, and then their group never got another. So lots of photos of them in various combinations doing all of that, plus of them doing their own hunting, and sitting around at camp deck hunting.

For supper the nephew and I collaborated on taking a second stab at replicating my sister's pulled pork recipe; we have a note of what seasonings she used and at what temperature to cook it, but otherwise no instructions. Our first attempt (back in the fall I think) did not come out anything like correctly (cooked too long, in an insufficiently sealed roasting pan - no lid apart from aluminum foil), so it dried out and was not particularly shred-able). Looked for similar recipes online to get a better idea of what to do. Today's attempt came out much better; we used her Le Creuset dutch oven, and it retained moisture properly. Didn't get the cooking time right though, the pork was still a little pink inside and didn't want to shred at the end of the cooking time. Cut it into a few large chunks and put it all in the Instant Pot pressure cooker for half an hour, after which it shredded easily and had even more pot liquid. Delicious! And now nephew knows that the next time he attempts it, he should do either a longer cooking time and/or a higher temperature, as 3.5 hours at 250C was not nearly enough.

Spent the late evening, after I was finished with scanning for the day, in playing my TS4 family some more.

[kcyars189]

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Dec 30, 2022

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Dec 23, 2022

[moaninmoonen]

Ryan Garcia vs. Rukiya Anpo Press Conference | Live from Beverly Hills

MMA Junkie

Time Stamps:

0:00: Intro w/ Brian Campbell 1:46: RUKIYA ANPO vs RYAN GARCIA 6:25: Nobuyuki Sakakibara 9:37: Solomon Engel 11:14: Takeyuki Nakao 12:38: Henry Garcia 14:08: Derrick James 15:08: RUKIYA ANPO 17:27: RYAN GARCIA 20:22: Q&A 44:30: Face Off

[monicadeola]

[darkenergyslivers]

NASA’s Juno Gets a Close Look at Jupiter’s Volcanic Moon Io on Dec. 30, 2023 (via u/enknowledgepedia on r/spaceporn)

[bpdloop]

may the universe bless all of her stars, given that they are free from sin, given that they are holy

no text thumbsup

[moomoofoo]

thank you magia record

[fe-smashorpass]

Mor Ardain - Roaming the Wastes - Xenoblade Chronicles 2

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Times Square is covered in a white blanket during a snowstorm, December 30, 1935.

Photo: NY Daily News via Getty Images/Fine Art America

[msbarrows]

Dec 30 - didn't do much today. Made pasta with meat sauce and a salad for supper.

[nomanswindow2846]

Angel or Demon, you are still my love Ch. 1 Part 1

(this is my half!tim thing)

Tim knew he was shit at taking care of himself. He did. 100%. No doubt about it. Part of that was neglectful parents, only getting a ‘normal’ parental figure by the time bad habits formed. Then he had left, living alone with other teenagers who also didn’t have the best habits for keeping their meat suits running. When he came back to Gotham, he hadn’t gotten any better. In fact, it got worse.

And it stayed that way for years. It was completely unhealthy. Not that anyone said anything. Sure there were looks, gentle removals of cups, and guiding to a bed. But never any words, not real words of concern. When he had been shocked by the realization that no one else was this deep into unhealthy habits, part of him told him that this was he got for meddling into Batman’s business, replacing the irreplaceable. That if he hadn’t gotten deep into proving he could help, that he wasn’t just a kid who knew too much, he would have a better life.

Right before he could completely break, he was saved by an angel. After being knocked unconscious by a random goon, Tim seemed to have unlocked a meta ability. As long as his body was knocked out for whatever reason, even sleep, he could float around as a sort of ghost. He couldn’t interact with anything. Except his angel. No, his angel was also a ghost of sorts, and they could touch and talk and exist together.

His angel came to him the second week after his ability developed, when he was unconscious, which wasn’t while he slept. No, he had been tired and got knocked out during a sparring match with the newest addition, Duke Thomas. Apparently their abilities didn’t match up well since he didn’t react to his presence. But his angel had.

His face was a soft pale white, blue ting around his lips. His eyes glowed green, but his actual irises were a deep teal. His white hair flowed as if underwater or in a constant breeze. He was dressed in a plain dark brown tunic, tied off with a simple leather belt. Black pants, boots and a long sleeved undershirt completed his ensemble.

His angel simply smiled when they locked eyes, whispering promises of a reunion, caressing his face. When he went back to his body, he had to rush away, to hide the tears that had suddenly threatened to pour out. That night, to everyone’s concern, he said he was staying in. He did his best to dismiss their concerns, their questions of if he was feeling ill, unwanted, or otherwise out of his mind. Maybe he was. His angel would be waiting for him if he slept and come hell or high water, he was going to meet his angel again.

[bearforceone3]

christmas lantern for christmas month

[scott-pilgrim-daily]

day 29: they're so silly who agrees