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Day 643: birds and more birds

One Among the Dead

Sometimes you need a project that’s just for, y’know, goofing around. This is the ongoing saga of my Minecraft character. For lack of a better title, we’re going with “One Among the Dead”. 

Day 643:

The only true bird I’ve seen here has been the ducken. (The nightmarish flying things that attack at night appear to have membranes for wings and no feathers.)

The place where I’m digging and clearing right now has so many duckens that they sleep on me at night. And I don’t mean like one or two curl up behind my knees like a dog. I mean I’m at the bottom of a pile of ducken. Thank the stars that they don’t poop on everything.

They are hot and they don’t settle very well so I’m constantly sweating and being stepped on and getting nudged and quacked at all night. It doesn’t make for the best sleeping arrangements. I’ve tried blocking them from the chamber but they’re getting in anyway somehow. I need to look for holes tomorrow, when I’m done clearing this area. (If I’m done tomorrow.)

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Narbonic Perfect Collection Volume 1, by Shaenon K. Garrity

Impressions

Not quite reviews, I talk about books I read and enjoyed.

Narbonic Perfect Collection Volume 1 is the first in a two volume series capturing all of the webcomics in Shaenon K. Garrity’s Narbonic series in print.

Helen Narbon is:

  • A strong female character not afraid to be ruthless or gentle when needed
  • A scientist (okay, a mad scientist) with skills in biology, physics, and many other areas of study</li
  • A loyal friend and occasional mischief maker
  • My personal definition of mad scientist.

Seriously, I imprinted on her like a duckling on a roomba.

Dave Davenport is the actual main character of the Narbonic series, as he is Helen’s sanest henchman (that’s not saying much, the other two are a college student and a gerbil with an IQ of 250) and the progenitor of the plot line. The story starts with Dave becoming Helen’s “IT guy” and proceeds through numerous adventures involving gender swapping, taking over the moon, battling Helen’s mother, taking on the secret society of Daves, and going to Helen’s 10th class reunion.

It’s, um, complicated working for Helen.

But oh heavens do I look up to her.

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Please excuse the delay…

One Among the Dead

Sometimes you need a project that’s just for, y’know, goofing around. This is the ongoing saga of my Minecraft character. For lack of a better title, we’re going with “One Among the Dead”. 

…we are on a short hiatus while I get some health / food / exercise regimen stuff straightened out. I never manage to stay way from Minecraft for too long though…

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Day 642: kaboom

One Among the Dead

Sometimes you need a project that’s just for, y’know, goofing around. This is the ongoing saga of my Minecraft character. For lack of a better title, we’re going with “One Among the Dead”. 

Day 642:

It’s really hard to grade an area to protect the wildlife when the wildlife wants to blow you up. The explosions make smoothing the dirt a lot harder, and for the matter, they make ensuring you have enough dirt harder.

Still not a fan of the exploding giraffe-corgis is what I’m saying.

On the other hand, I chopped down a whole lot of conifer today and I’m thinking perhaps instead of grading this hole I’ll stick a building on top of it to keep the animals from falling in. That’s probably cheaper and more efficient — definitely more effective than fencing. And logs may not be super explosion-proof but if I’m not living here anyway I’m not sure I care.

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Day 641: Free and dry and grouchy

One Among the Dead

Sometimes you need a project that’s just for, y’know, goofing around. This is the ongoing saga of my Minecraft character. For lack of a better title, we’re going with “One Among the Dead”. 

Day 641

Apparently I didn’t become deaf because when I heard the sheep start baaing outside this cave/waterfall combo (worst bed and breakfast ever) I woke up.

Boy I haven’t been this stiff and sore since I landed here. Or was abandoned. Or began hallucinating. Whatever.

Anyway, I swam out. WITH my ore, I might add! Not giving that up. And I climbed out of that cave and went back to my nice warm heated cave and took a long nap.

Then I repaired my tools, checked on my animals, and now I’m going to bed.

Tomorrow I’m going to ensure my bag has plenty of food, water, etc. (much of which I used up yesterday) and then do some more landscaping. I definitely want to keep the sheep out of the torrent of death pond.