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telophase ([personal profile] telophase) wrote2005-01-08 07:27 pm

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OK, my current favorite title is now "The Cannibal Cathouse of Jessie James." It's from the Random B-Movie Title Generator over at http://www.seventhsanctum.com/.

If that inspires any of the creative poeple who read this journal, please give me a link to the results. :)

In other news, my cat hates chicken, cooked hamburger, ham, turkey, cat treats, and butter. She likes stale popcorn, stale Fritos, stale potato chips, moths, and weird unidentifiable things off the carpet. She deigned to nibble about a teaspoon's worth of raw hamburger when I offered it to her, and will eat one small piece of tuna if I hand-feed it to her but turns her nose up at any more. She's always very interested in the kitchen when I go in there and demands to smell whatever I'm making, and then gets offended and disappointed that it's not what she apparently expected it to be. I have no idea what she's looking for.

In other other news, I just made in impulse buy of a large-format printer. It's the HP Deskjet 9650, and it will print up to 13 x 19" and will print borderless images up to 11 x 17" Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now if only I could find an affordable scanner that would take comic board, I'd be a happy camper, but I expect that it'll be a long time before I do.

[identity profile] rustybitch.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
I now have printer-envy.
Don't snigger, it's a serious condition.

[identity profile] telophase.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
I am not sniggering. I am entirely in agreement with you - I've been jonesing for a long time for a large-format printer, and when I saw it in Office Depot, with a price tag that well, wasn't exactly affordable, but was low enough to justify slapping on my credit card ... I was in love.

[identity profile] mistressrenet.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Cats + weird unidentifiable things on the carpet = OTP.

Why's comic board hard to scan?

[identity profile] telophase.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Because it's 11 x 17" and most desktop (affordable) scanners are 8.5 x 11" so you have to scan it in two parts and try to merge it in Photoshop. And inevitably one of the scans is inexplicably .05% smaller than the other, and they're rotated a fraction of a degree off true in opposite directions with a center of rotation that's different for each one.

Life would be so much easier if a scanner that scanned 11 x 17" was to be found for $300 or less. But they tend to be in the $1500 range.

[identity profile] mistressrenet.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, yeah, I know the fun of trying to knit scans together. I found a resonably cheap legal-size on but that's still not 11 x 17. Woes.

[identity profile] telophase.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Woes, indeed. There's a tabloid-size Microtek scanner that I want, and the cheapest I've seen it is $1K. So, until I win the lottery, or make TONS AND TONS OF CASH with comics (hah!), it's going to remain a dream.

[identity profile] melster.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Be happy that your cat doesn't like butter. If i'm not careful and I leave some measured out for a recipe, the cat comes up and starts licking it. You'd think that would be enough, but no - if the rest of the butter is too close to the side of the counter, the DOG is likely to jump up and steal it! Butter is one of those foods that we are careful to keep in animalproof locations like, say, the fridge :p

My cat also likes chocolate, apparently - we found the center of a butterfinger bar once.

The dog likes the taste of plastic plant. She doesn't count.

[identity profile] telophase.livejournal.com 2005-01-09 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
My mom's cat is a butter fiend, and since my mom makes toast every morning, they've got a routine now. And if you don't give her any butter when you've got it out for toast, baked potatoes, whatever, it's your death knoll.

My current cat's morning routine is to run like an insane thing into the bathroom ahead of me, jump up on the counter, and wait for me to close the drain and run about an inch of water into the sink, so she can have the freshly-killed water instead of that horrid, poisonous stuff in her water bowl that I dare give to her.