This morning's prompt was 'sausage inna bun', and appropriately it's a bit of a dogs breakfast...

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 I ran out of prompts so I went with 'big right toe' for this morning and 'sausage inna bun' for tomorrow.

I put a nail in my brt Sunday evening but as of my foot doctor appointment last night with Dr Hopkins I seem to be doing good.

I want to try some stupid triangle and tetrahedron tricks this weekend, bossed around by the dot and cross products.

I think I should get on with Ben's story. I know it ends well, I like these characters, but I am a stickler for realism and it ends...

Write the GD outline, you have one and a journey based plot and put your big fat very large consumer pants on, dongma?! 8-P

This morning's prompt is 'two prong fork'.

(Now I am out of prompts again)

I'll say it again; by the grace of God and to the very delight of the devil, Scots Irish. We cause trouble where ever we go.

A smithy in the zpocalypse is full of scrap and hard-scrabble hope.

This morning's prompt is 'calamari', in this case fried calamari for dipping.

"Tastes like fried calamari."

"I thought that the joke was 'everything tastes like chicken '?"

"Well I say that this tastes like fried calamari!"

This morning's prompt is 'tuna fish'.

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This morning's prompt is 'steak', although this looks more like a chicken breast! 8-P

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This morning's prompt was 'sandwich'.

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This morning's prompt is 'fallen tree'.

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This morning's prompt is 'rye bread'.

I'm out of prompts again.

So I'm Mom's driver after her surgery this morning and took a picture of the flowers beside the stairs...

After her procedure we came to the Milford Diner and I made an unnamed thing with my placemat.

This morning's prompt is 'pressure cuff', as in why does that zombie have a pressure cuff on their arm? 8-P

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So what I'm going to do is pick a point to generate a(n initial) PR#, with which the page generates pts and triangles. I need the north and south poles and then a line of points on the equator.

This morning's prompt is 'shopping cart'.

I squished this down in post and copy pasted it back into my blog from my journal in Google docs.

Something weird, something wonderful!

Triangle subdivision

Make some landmass shapes inside an interrupted sinusoidal map. Place points in the rectangle and let the page figure the peeled orange bit out, including the curve of the peel? For now, use the point picked to make a PR#.

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This morning's prompt is 'candy bar', and I'm out of prompts again! 8-P

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Brickwork could be thought of as rows of bricks offset by half a length, cut down, etc.

Each brick in a column gets offset sideways to overlap row by row.

My quick and dirty 'equilateral' triangles are quads offset by row or by column and subdivided by the shortest diagonal. Won't be exact, but it will be 'good enough'.

I've been making some sinusoidal world maps with a diamond grid of diamond quads subdivided into triangle pairs and further subd six ways and grouped by original vertices; gives me an irregular bunch of twelve sided 'not-hexagons'.

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"KitKat?" Tom offered Brenda a candy bar, which she took.

"Are they still any good?!"

"Let's see."

"I'm the guinea pig?" Brenda was smiling.

"Hey, I could keep them to myself..."

"Let's just open one and share the love." She nodded to Ben and Carol, who had joined them in the store room after blocking off the hallway. The rest of the place was not yet cleared out and the hard learned procedure was to presume danger and block for it.

Tom shrugged and tore his open, breaking the kitkat into four sticks. As it happened, there was a little 'bloom', but the chocolate was still good and the wafer hadn't gone stale.

"When it's gone, it's gone," Carol said, and shamelessly licked the residue of the inner wrapper.

"Mom!" Tom was faintly scandalized.

"Back to it, peeps," Ben and Brenda said together, and they all laughed.

Orange you glad I came back to this? 8-P

Make some landmass shapes inside an interrupted sinusoidal map. Place points in the rectangle and let the page figure the peeled orange bit out, including the curve of the peel? For now, use the point picked to make a PR#.

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I made sure to watch the season finale, now the series finale, of NCIS Hawaii with Mom tonight. It was the end of a globetrotting two parter and meant to be a season cliffhanger with the return of Maggie Shaw which now will hopefully get worked into what may be the final season of the original. They will want the actors to do guest appearances, at least bring Sam and Tennant to the original series...

I am a little shocked but support Tennant's ruthless streak, as I feel she helped to engineer the prisoner's escape and subsequent death; it felt a bit like execution, shot while holding the medical examiner with a scalpel to her throat. Sloppy or ruthless or a mix of all three?

But Maggie Shaw is the anti-Gibbs and was always coming back later in the show. I firmly believe Sam was on the island to monitor Tennant and wait for Shaw.

This morning's prompt is 'mayor'.

BTW, this *is* the revenge of the sixth, also known as a Monday.

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Madeline is the owner of the two dogs and the cat from last week. The animals were a test, after Madeline decided to risk it. The four have been taken to a place under guard, and that rubbed Brenda wrong, because of the group who originally put Ben and Brenda on the road.

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"Are you the mayor of this sorry little settlement?" Brenda asked.

"As it happens, yes."

Today was revenge of the fifth, or is that tomorrow, the sixth? 8-P

This morning's prompt was 'designer handbag'.

I found a very interesting design...

This morning's prompt was 'rider mower', which I haven't drawn yet.

I also need more prompts!

 May the fourth be with you!

Interrupted sinusoidal world map. Build these up or down from the equator.

This morning's prompt was nothing, but I went to highest searched item and eventually got a bear charging across a river...

So 'bear attack', and tomorrow's is 'rider mower', because ad!

Anyway, da bah is coming for your ass cheeks, good bye! 8-P

Making Triangles

Grid of dots.

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This morning's prompt is 'asteroid hobbit hole'. I'm going to have a time working that into the zpocalypse...

There was an dirty icy asteroid, and in this dirty icy asteroid was a hobbit hole... And in this dirty icy asteroid hobbit hole was a standard human who thought of himself as a hobbit. He liked his creature comforts and his micro gee garden and he supposed he liked people, in small doses.

Very small doses.

Just now he had visitors, old friends and reasonably close relatives, come visit on his 111st birthday as it happened, and this was decidedly not a small dose of humanity.

He was playing host and it was damaging his calm.

Hexes

Incognito Hexes.

grid

Grid of dots.

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This morning's prompt is 'calico'.

I lo- like calico, orange and gray tiger stripe cats. I think I did a great job with this one.

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(Yesterday's bit)

https://vincesalienzoo.blogspot.com/2024/04/this-mornings-prompt-is-doberman.html?m=0

Tom dropped back with Ben. "Brenda said to give you a heads up, there's a dog..."

"Leading us?"

Tom looked really young, for once, because he was, and finally spit out, "Begging..."

Ben was about to say something about how they didn't take in strays and instantly reconsidered it. Instead he asked, "I suppose Brenda suggested-"

"No!"

"Don't be squeamish, kid," although the idea would have revolted Ben before one became two then four stomachs to fill.

"Besides, it's a Pekinese."

Ben was frankly shocked. "How?!"

"I don't know, but, ah maybe we can ask that doberman over there, no sudden moves, she looks mean."

"She?"

"Pretty sure."

(Today's)

Ben heard a noise and looked down, a few feet from their, well, feet.

"And that's a calico," Tom said. He sounded sneakily happy, Ben thought grumpily.

"At least it's not stupid and trusting..." Ben said as it rubbed up against Tom's pant leg. The cat looked smugly up at Ben. Ben glared at the cat and Tom in turn.

"No!"

"What?! I didn't ask-"

"Brenda will never..."

Ben became aware of an approaching asthmatic wheezing, and turned to see Carol, Tom's mother, managing to carry the Pekinese and totter along on her crutch. She was a one legged force of nature. Brenda walked with her but broke away to meet a nosy undead American and provide him with grace.

"Oh, hell no!"

(I know there's a quick (?) story here and I need to finish one for my self respect and for my birthday last Friday)