Stupid Toy Pictures Guest Pictures Invitation!

stupidtoypictures:

stupidtoypictures:

Hey stupid toy picture appreciators!  I know a lot of you have figures of your own, and a sense of humor tragically affected by ours.  Would you guys like to fill in for us while Orin and Schala are vacationing in October?  We’ll need 8 days covered, so 8 guest stupid toy pictures in all… but honestly, getting more wouldn’t be a problem.

Interested?  Submissions are open until Friday, October 17th.  You don’t need multi-page comics, you don’t even need text; do what you want, make yourself laugh, and submit some pictures!

Reminder reblog!

Whatcha doing this weekend?

evil-robot-cat:

The robot cat will be at Realms Con!  Stop by and have a look at my posters, paintings, pillows, and a ton of other cool things that don’t start with the letter p!  Not sure where my table will be, but you can look for my bright pink display and listen for the sound of my annoying awesome String Game pitch!

airspaniel:

drunkwario:

Anon hate from the late 1800’s.

What I love most about this is that this person was SO INCENSED at the recipient that they couldn’t even wait the days/weeks it would take for the mail to go through. No, they had to say “FUCK YOU” as soon as fucking possible and, AND, let the recipient that they were not done with the fuck you, nay, this was merely the first volley in what would undoubtably be a dressing down of Biblical proportions.

No way in hell this is a 19th century telegram. No typewriter ever has used a font like that, and in the late 1800s, odds are high that the telegram would’ve been handwritten as it was being translated from Morse code. Observe:

1895 is about as “late 1800s” as you can get. Also, the other data boxes would’ve been filled in with SOMETHING, even if the message itself was somehow left anonymous. Offices gotta keep records of that shit.
A joke’s a joke and I’ve got nothing against this one, but admit you ran a blank form through your printer or add no comment at all—don’t make shit up about “lol look at this super-old anon hate I found wow so random”. Ugh.

airspaniel:

drunkwario:

Anon hate from the late 1800’s.

What I love most about this is that this person was SO INCENSED at the recipient that they couldn’t even wait the days/weeks it would take for the mail to go through. No, they had to say “FUCK YOU” as soon as fucking possible and, AND, let the recipient that they were not done with the fuck you, nay, this was merely the first volley in what would undoubtably be a dressing down of Biblical proportions.

No way in hell this is a 19th century telegram. No typewriter ever has used a font like that, and in the late 1800s, odds are high that the telegram would’ve been handwritten as it was being translated from Morse code. Observe:

1895 is about as “late 1800s” as you can get. Also, the other data boxes would’ve been filled in with SOMETHING, even if the message itself was somehow left anonymous. Offices gotta keep records of that shit.

A joke’s a joke and I’ve got nothing against this one, but admit you ran a blank form through your printer or add no comment at all—don’t make shit up about “lol look at this super-old anon hate I found wow so random”. Ugh.

bunnyroth:

Carrot porn. Because skype is the place where all your wildest dream worst ideas come true.

bunnyroth:

Carrot porn. Because skype is the place where all your wildest dream worst ideas come true.

I’d like to apologize to my followers in advance for this…

robotcatreblogs:

AW FUCK YEAH JJ WATT DID YOU FUCKING SEE THAT?!  FUCKING GO TEXANS!!

*googles* Holy shit, dude, he was right there o_o Pretty sure the Bills still don’t know what happened.

How Etsy Changed the Rules & What It Means for Indie Designers

inevitablesurrender:

shinythingsbyorindrake:

This article was just brought to my attention.  And since I’ve heard a lot of Etsy shop owners have had massive drop-offs over the past year… I think this may be part of why.  A summary from the article itself:

In the fall of 2013, Etsy shifted their loyalty from the maker to the shareholder as it made plans to further scale its business model. How did this change things?

Because Etsy’s policy changes happened at the maker’s expense, many of the people who were once making a living off of their shops are now seeing a fraction of the sales. The difference between Etsy, and let’s say, Wal-Mart just got a whole lot smaller. At the core, Etsy changed its mission. No longer is it a website for makers of one-of-a-kind, original goods. Instead, it has become yet another website for the mass-produced and cheaply made goods that satisfy our insatiable culture of mindless consumption.

Bold text is my own doing.  The advice is frighteningly slender and rather sigh-inducing, but being aware of this seems rather important to start.

Reblogging since I know there are some Etsy folks here.  This is somewhat incredibly discouraging.  Nothing against Etsy making money, of course, but… it’d be great if you didn’t completely fuck over the people you’re supposed to be serving in the first place.  Start another site for that shit, for fuck’s sake.

I kept up with Regretsy.com almost daily, and gotta say, this does not surprise me. Etsy’s operations and management have been slimy for a long time.

Guess who found a $30 frame today, marked down to $7 because it had no paper mat in it? SURPRISE IT WAS ME.
A while ago, xylune was a total sweetheart and got me a pillowcase from k-koji's online print store. I didn't dare actually put it on my bed, because I have three cats who love my bed, and sure as shit, their claws would pick the smooth material to hell in no time. I’ve been waiting since it arrived to find a frame for it, instead AND HAHA I DID. I may go back later and cut a piece of cardboard to back the material and squish it flatter against the glass, but at least it’s protected now!
(also, spot the awsum evil-robot-cat art.)

Guess who found a $30 frame today, marked down to $7 because it had no paper mat in it? SURPRISE IT WAS ME.

A while ago, xylune was a total sweetheart and got me a pillowcase from k-koji's online print store. I didn't dare actually put it on my bed, because I have three cats who love my bed, and sure as shit, their claws would pick the smooth material to hell in no time. I’ve been waiting since it arrived to find a frame for it, instead AND HAHA I DID. I may go back later and cut a piece of cardboard to back the material and squish it flatter against the glass, but at least it’s protected now!

(also, spot the awsum evil-robot-cat art.)

As a genre, I do not like horror. So, why the hell am I drawing it? Like, four sketches of it are open right now. I like them all. I like the concept and the character—what there is of one so far. Stupid brain.