Just a quick thought. A couple of minutes ago I decided to change the font I’ve been using for photo captions! From now on, instead of “Modernica Bold” 18 points I’ll be using “Radcliffe Semibold Italic” 17 points. “Radcliffe Semibold Italic” is elegant, snazzier and has a lot more personality. You can check it out up above. Like it? If you desperately need to voice an opinion about my font change, you can either comment on this post or shoot me an email. Thank you (I think).
More freebies, boys and girls! Once again I’ve got a fabulous variety of free fonts for you … all kinds of scripts (“Balina,” “Anchorage,” “Sunpalm Addict”), display fonts (“Khalif,” “Nersans,” “Baby Monster”), hand-drawn fonts (“Fudgie Sticks”), a traditional slab serif font (“Gimbal Egyptian”) and a gorgeous assortment of layered fonts (“Quechely,” “Miracle,” “Kingsman,” “Blue Phantom”).
I’d like to mention a couple of things here. First, “Khalif” includes a small (but nice) collection of pirate clipart in AI vector format. Second, “Gimbal Egyptian” is a slab serif super-font with three different widths (standard, compressed, condensed), each with eight weights and matching italics, plus circled numerals, reverse circled numerals, circled letters of the alphabet, assorted geometric shapes, every conceivable fraction and small caps. Woo-hoo!
Please note: The “Kingsman” script font, inexplicably, is a separate download from its fancy shadow. In other words, to get the look you see below, you’ll have to download “Kingsman” AND “Kingsman Extrude.” Got that?
You’ll find download links below the graphic in case you want any of these for your own private collection.
Fudgie Sticks • Nersans • Bomb Track • Miracle • Kingsman • Kingsman Extrude
Blue Phantom • Gimbal Egyptian • Curious Monkey
Baby Monster • Sunpalm Addict
Blue Phantom • Gimbal Egyptian • Curious Monkey
Baby Monster • Sunpalm Addict
I only have one word to describe today’s new background textures: GORGEOUS, GORGEOUS, GORGEOUS! Since I’m unable to splurge on Chinese food during the stay-at-home Coronavirus pandemic, I’ve decided to fill up on various digital treasures from Etsy.com. Today I’m showcasing 42 Seamless Gold Pattern Overlays and 18 Seamless Shimmering Tropic Leaf Backgrounds, both from Digital Curio, and Sparkling Seamless Glitter Textures in 100 beautiful intense colors from ClipHeart Creations.
I also bought an excellent collection of 100 Rose Bouquets from Things by Lary, which is one of my all-time favorite Etsy shops. This is basically the same bouquet of roses in 100 different colors … high-resolution images measuring 12" x 12" on transparent backgrounds.
It’s 12:51 a.m. Sunday morning, and I believe I can describe the last 24 hours of my life with one word: WET. I’ve been peeing like Niagara Falls … a never-ending flow … that’s saturating my pads, diapers, nighties and towels just about every hour. It’s exhausting for Sam and miserably uncomfortable for me, earning the latest Shit-O-Meter reading:
Click here for a detailed explanation of our Shit-O-Meter readings.
The fact that I’ve been so unbelievably wet also means I’ve soaked through to the mattress on my hospital bed, and all that moisture has traveled to various parts of my body that should never be peed on, resulting in a miserable skin rash on my lower back, my sides and my butt. Sam had to shmear me with barrier cream and Extra Strength Gold Bond Powder, the latter of which burned like holy fuck and actually made me SCREAM.
Tomorrow (Monday) I’ll need a complete bath to make sure the rash is healed up, and this is a major hoo-hah that involves rolling from side to side … something that’s nearly impossible for me to do because the pain in my knees and legs is absolutely excruciating.* I’ll have to prepare for this with Xanax, Hydrocodone and a large dropper full of Hydromorphone. (Drugs rock.)
In case you didn’t know, I’ve been immobile and bedridden for more than three years. I can’t stand, I can’t walk, and I can’t even sit up in bed … the end result of arthritis, advanced diabetic neuropathy, gout, and six years destroying my joints as a dancer with the Radio City Rockettes. I might be lying about the Rockettes.
Sam and I are watching Ben-Hur this afternoon. It’s a favorite of ours, and every time it’s aired on TCM we always record it and watch it and recite it. Today, though, I feel like I’m missing something that I haven’t had for years and years: BUTTERED POPCORN. The craving is almost overwhelming right now, which means I might have to ask Sam to include microwave popcorn on his next Wal-Mart shopping trip. You know, a little box of three bags … if they sell them in small quantities like that. I don’t want a box of six bags or a box of 12 bags because the point is, I have zero lower teeth and I honestly don’t know if I can eat popcorn or not in the first place. And in the second place, obviously I also don’t want to get stuck with a ton of popcorn if we have to throw them out!
Does that sound like a Marx Brothers routine, or what?
I guess I’ll sign off now and publish this post. You know what they always say about too much of a good thing …
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