Birdfeeding
Nov. 17th, 2025 01:50 pmI fed the birds. I've seen a large flock of sparrows.
I put out water for the birds.
EDIT 11/17/25 -- I trimmed brush along the south edge of the house.
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- Tara the griffin reacting to Nanase and asking if she's royalty on the next page (From Part 4 of So a Date at the Mall)
- "Our babies figure out how to do that" (from Part 7 of Balance)
- Discussing royal auras with Tara and Andrea (from Part 8 of Balance)
- Po Phantom arm (which is indeed much bigger)
Don't worry about it, Grace! Just the fact that you can do that much says a lot about the mirror! It might also say a lot about you? More testing would be required. It also most surely doesn't imply that Po is more powerful!
Probably!
Look, we're very scientific here. We need SO much more data.
INKING...!
I'm in a weird place production wise right now because I learned how to ink much more intuitively and faster. Because I only just learned it, however, that "faster" part comes with an asterisk while I get a feel for it, and experiment with what the best practices actually are.
That said, it's both faster and gets better results, so I'm ultimately happy.
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I considered Voltaire having a general fondness for animals, and decided against it. He has a general neutrality for animals, some fondness for animals that cause problems for people—he once complimented an angry hippo—and a special place in his heart for cats.
Voltaire began in my mind as contrariness to the idea that villains with depth don't think of themselves as evil. There was a very long gap between that initial spark and him actually showing up, however, and he's gone through a lot of changes. The fact that he wound up being an immortal means there's an asterisk next to him saying he's evil, and that asterisk is "by human standards." That's effectively the rejection of the morality of others and claiming the word "evil" as a way of expressing it, which isn't exactly what my original contrariness was going for.
Which, frankly, is fine. A lot of ideas that young writers get as gut responses to being told not to do things are probably best evolved or forgotten. Good things that come from seeing it as a challenge, or getting a good idea, but contrary just for the sake of contrary? I imagine that results in far more misses than hits.
Though, to be clear, Voltaire is evil by my standards. No amount of hugs or power of friendship is going to unearth a heart of gold buried somewhere in him.
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In case you can’t read it, the security screen in panel 2 says “EROPASS” at the top, and the screen says “Think about your favorite orgy, you dirty space trollop. -X,xox” and there’s a little heart there too. This first X is for Xuriel, the rest are the usual hugs and kisses, which, uh… Well, I guess that panel would probably not be written in English. Probably that sexy space French-ish sounding language they usually speak with each other. I know I wrote down the name the language in the post under a comic, but I don’t really have a way to search that, so I don’t remember what I called it. I thought it was a good name too, like “Exhora” or something. A lot of times when I make up words in my head, I seem to go a little consonant heavy, coming up with words like “flerng,” or “himlrrg.” Oh, look, I invented Welsh. Hah. Seriously though, sometimes I get stuck in that mode and it’s like, “No alien words for you today.”
The thing I wanted to bring up is that the security system Dabbler created for her “not good enough to be her primary weapon, but still it was super cool, so she didn’t sell them to vendors and kept them in her stash inventory.” Literally anyone who’s played an RPG knows that exact category of equipment. The “almost good enough or was my best weapon but doesn’t synergize with that cool unique shield I got, or just looks rad” stuff. That’s what this vault is.
So anyway, the security system basically scans (in a future space tech MRI way) for specific, uh, orgasms? Recollections of orgasms. Erotic memories. You don’t have to reenact them. Not that Dabbler didn’t consider that option. Maybe if you fail the scan three times. You have to train it with a bunch of specific memories, but that does seem like it’d be a pretty hard thing to fake, and it’s not something someone’s going to socially hack by causally asking about your first pet or something.
Doors that slide into the surrounding walls/floor are really not good for vaults. You have to have a vault door sized gap in your wall, meaning your vault wall has to take up a lot more depth, and leaves a big hollow space, which might be exploitable somehow? I don’t know, like an employee stick gum that isn’t really gum but is actually remotely activated acid to part of the door that slides into the hollow space and lets it build up over a long time until you have enough to do detrimental acid stuff. How often does the door hollow get checked for gum-acid?
So, there was a whole docking the ship, seeing another ship in dry dock… is it called dry dock in space? More like a freeze-dry dock, am I right? The point is the StarForge has a ship construction hangar. Then they go though security, decon, Sydney makes a joke about War of the Worlds, Cora says hi to a bunch of people, etc. The vault isn’t just accessible via an external airlock or anything. I just didn’t want to spend like 4-6 pages on all that stuff. I’ll get to a little “establishing the interior scenery” stuff later, though this base isn’t intended to a long visit.
The signs under Sydney’s word bubbles are for a gun and a hammer. The chain-whips and boomerangs and other miscellaneous weapons are in the corner of the armor vault, which is on the other side of the central elevator, not so much for balance. Mostly just for symmetry.
Kobold Sydney vote incentive! Is finally done!
So… you know, check it out. Oh, and as usual, Patreon has a scales only version.
Double res version will be posted over at Patreon. Feel free to contribute as much as you like.
Robert R picked up a bug in his company's event scheduling app. Sometimes, events were getting reported a day off from when they actually were.
It didn't take too long to find the culprit, and as is so often the case, the culprit was handling dates with strings.
const dateAsString = event.toISOString().substr(0,10);
return new Date(dateAsString);
toISOString returns a "simplified" ISO8601 string, which looks like this: YYYY-MM-DDTHH:mm:ss.sssZ. The substr pops off the first ten characters, giving you YYYY-MM-DD.
The goal, as you can likely gather, is to truncate to just the date part of a date-time. And given that JavaScript doesn't have a convenient method to do that, it doesn't seem like a terrible way to solve that problem, if you don't think about what date-times contain too hard.
But there's an obvious issue here. toISOString always converts the date to UTC, converting from your local timezone to UTC. Which means when you pick off just the date portion of that, you may be off by an entire day, depending on the event's scheduled time and your local timezone.
This code doesn't simply truncate- it discards timezone information. But for an event scheduler used across the world, tracking timezones is important. You can't just throw that information away.
Assuming I've been tagging them correctly, this is the third and final punch in all of GWS! (Albeit only the second - and final - intentional punch.)

could be both a ponzi scheme AND a sex cult

It’s Trans Awareness week. Mind if we talk?
I have a NSFW Patreon, did you know? And while usually it’s just shitposting naked people, sometimes once in a blue moon something canonical pops up. Not a story. But an image, a snapshot of something that probably actually happened. Or maybe something that should’ve happened a little more under hopefully audio-dampening covers. Sorry, Sarah, I also had a sexually-active roommate in college, but in your favor I imagine fingers are a little more discreet. But not completely. Oh, what a terrible day to have ears.