This post is a reprinting some snark from etsy forms. Specifically from the snark thread, which miraculously remains unclosed. Anybody that has a problem with it, well, I snark you. (lol):
desnarkification is futile
Snarkaholic - People who are drawn to snarkiness. lol
I guess I gotta go to Snarka-anon
Snark-weiser: a tasty blend of beer and snark.
SnarkMart - a place where snarks go shopping. lol
ensnarklements: when two people are snarking back and forth incessantly
lmsao (you know it)
snarkcophagus where dead snarky people go.
snarkfest!
snarkmark - claiming your snark term
snarkabration: when too many people are having too much snarky fun
desnarking- the act of disproving someone else's bad snark
snurker: when a snarky person is a lurker
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Disagree. True snarkers cant keep their snarks to themselves.
I cant stop laughing... or snarking I m snarkeling
Snarkometer - to measure ones snarkiness.
snarkation- the act of turning a comment into a snark
The Church of Snarkatology
Snarkvo = convo gone bad
snarkometer
M.F.S. degree: Master of Fine Snark
PMS premenstrual snark
Snarksters - - aren't those urban hippy snarks?
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Only if they live in New Snark City
snark-at-us interuptus-
when the thread gets closed before you get to hit the post button on a particularly well planned and typed snarky post
Snarkitute - someone who snarks for money! hehehe
snarklopedia - what we are writing here
Snarkie = newbie snarker
Snarkobreak.. I m back now.. whew...
snarktator: one who exercises absolute snarkiness
There once was a Snark from Nantucket
loves snark so much would post "F*ck it"
The OP cried lame,
it caused her great pain
but the snarks all said you could suck it!
Snarkenstein --It's alive!
snark pit - you don't want to go there
I. AM. SNARKTICUS!
snarkblivious ~ unaware that a thread has been hijacked and responding to the OP
And here are some of the snarkators of the above snarks: theeye, ScentedLuxuries, cctexan3, DesignedByLucinda, paperstreet, sunflowerexpress, Art2ArtColorado, azjewelrydesign, KreatedbyKarina, fivelittlegems, LovelandBeads, peaseblossomstudio, BambooFashion
Snarknificent
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Resolution
Its the New Year. I'm not into resolutions. Not really. Its like I look around and say I've been meaning to do that, and that, and oh yeah that. Same old same old, in other words. Like I don't know how many times "brush up on my Spanish" has made the list, though this year "organize" is there too. (I know hopeless, and "organize" on any list of mine pretty well defines that.) So this year "eat more chocolate" is there, and I bought some chocolate fudge brownie frozen yogurt to get the New Year off to a good start. *I would have put down "drink more beer" but I didn't want to get redundant.*
I have this theory, that if you pay attention to what you were into between the ages of 10 and 12, you can peg what kinda makes you click. So like, for me, since I spent those years squirreled away in a workroom, messing around with different materials like twigs and sawdust, varnish wood burning lead soldering slate and chalk and beans and peas and boxes and clay and a jigsaw and whatnot... getting a job in a public relations firm, for instance, might not meet with the happiest of conclusions. *I still have that jigsaw, by the way.* So same old same old resolutions are like a scrap book revisited. They may not take you any where new, but they can make you smile.
Another thing that sidesteps into view, is the definition of success. Which is problematic with me. Because, well, I've thought about living out of a step van and (again) as a kid drew cartoon pictures of bums. At the same time, I *adore* showers, clean clothes and sufficient heat. I like being able to buy the metal and stones and tools I want. Money abstractly is not attractive, but anyone that says it isn't important has enough heat in their dwelling. You can't diss money with blue lips.
So if I were to add a resolution targeting my definition of success? a resolution about making stuff? What would it be? Selling would be nice for sure for sure. But more than anything, I want to make great stuff. I want to sit in my work room and have fun. I want to continue to evolve.
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Here's a pic of the pendant I've been mulling over. I've finished carving it now, just needs casting. I'm still up in the air about whether to have it molded, or just make it a one-off. I think there's enough slack there for molding (you need to allow 5% shrinkage.) But. Haven't decided. It will be cast into sterling silver, and the stone is torquoise.
And here is a pic of Linda's very fun piece. *The picture doesn't do it justice at all! Plus, the wall isn't right for it. but I have cats that like dangly things. so. What can you do.* *and the flash x'd out the shadows.*
I have this theory, that if you pay attention to what you were into between the ages of 10 and 12, you can peg what kinda makes you click. So like, for me, since I spent those years squirreled away in a workroom, messing around with different materials like twigs and sawdust, varnish wood burning lead soldering slate and chalk and beans and peas and boxes and clay and a jigsaw and whatnot... getting a job in a public relations firm, for instance, might not meet with the happiest of conclusions. *I still have that jigsaw, by the way.* So same old same old resolutions are like a scrap book revisited. They may not take you any where new, but they can make you smile.
Another thing that sidesteps into view, is the definition of success. Which is problematic with me. Because, well, I've thought about living out of a step van and (again) as a kid drew cartoon pictures of bums. At the same time, I *adore* showers, clean clothes and sufficient heat. I like being able to buy the metal and stones and tools I want. Money abstractly is not attractive, but anyone that says it isn't important has enough heat in their dwelling. You can't diss money with blue lips.
So if I were to add a resolution targeting my definition of success? a resolution about making stuff? What would it be? Selling would be nice for sure for sure. But more than anything, I want to make great stuff. I want to sit in my work room and have fun. I want to continue to evolve.
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Here's a pic of the pendant I've been mulling over. I've finished carving it now, just needs casting. I'm still up in the air about whether to have it molded, or just make it a one-off. I think there's enough slack there for molding (you need to allow 5% shrinkage.) But. Haven't decided. It will be cast into sterling silver, and the stone is torquoise.
And here is a pic of Linda's very fun piece. *The picture doesn't do it justice at all! Plus, the wall isn't right for it. but I have cats that like dangly things. so. What can you do.* *and the flash x'd out the shadows.*
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
I Want a Wes Welker Jersey!
lol.
But before I get into that there's been something bugging me about the NFL game between the Colts and Jets. I know tons of ink has been spilled over this the last couple of days. But I've been mullin' while other's have been spillin.' Why did the Colts toss that game. Because that's what it was. Resting the starters? Nobody believes that, right? Next week the Colts play the Buffalo Bills. The Colts could rack up 35 plus points by halftime and chill. Then they have a bye week. Nobody believes they tossed the Jets game to "rest" the starters.
The baddest reason would be something to do with playoff teams/gambling/point spread. I don't know enough about that stuff, and also think the Colt's coach is too smart to be that stupid. So we can dismiss that. "Resting" the starters is, as I've already pointed out, ludicrous. Could it be superstition? The Patriots in 2007 were a pretty smooth machine. I think the combine pressures of Spygate and a perfect season added a teaspoon of bilious sulfur to the odds of eventually not playing their best, which lead to the final game-which-will-not-be-discussed, and loss. That loss. That loss-which-will-not-be-discussed. (!)
If its superstition then the Colts are gutless. Completely and totally gutless. I don't think a team can have the kind of record the Colts have and be gutless. No. What I think their goal was? Pissing Belichick (coach of the New England Patriots) off. lol. Consider. The Colts said "Pishha. Perfect seasons *like the Patriot's* don't matter! Our goal is more lofty! Its the Super Bowl!" (loud snickers are heard in the background.) And, it is rumored that Belichick has decent hearing. See, the deal is, the Colts want a bigger challenge, bigger than a mere perfect season. They want to face a pissed off Belichick in the play offs. Makes sense, doesn't it? Its the only thing that does.
So send the Wes Welker jersey to XXO! ;)
GO PATS!
Friday, December 25, 2009
Cheers!
Merry holidays everyone. I'm not into Christmas presents. I've got way too much stuff already, and every time I visit a person's house that has a rather overwhelming, ah, texture about it I want to come home and get rid of more stuff. Stuff is the stuff of stuff. It makes me feel stuffy. *Exempted from the stuff category are tools, of course.*
But I did receive two excellent presents this year. One was a fabulous meal, totally vegan except for one rather small and lonely platter of meat. I also must complement my niece on the presentation, nicely interactive, as well as the food itself. And the other present was one of my nephew's t-shirts:
Truly, a good Christmas. I even have some cute cards to mail out sometime (soon!) And here is a clip of a part of this season I've been enjoying for some weeks now. *Christmas lights rock.*
But I did receive two excellent presents this year. One was a fabulous meal, totally vegan except for one rather small and lonely platter of meat. I also must complement my niece on the presentation, nicely interactive, as well as the food itself. And the other present was one of my nephew's t-shirts:
Truly, a good Christmas. I even have some cute cards to mail out sometime (soon!) And here is a clip of a part of this season I've been enjoying for some weeks now. *Christmas lights rock.*
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
They're Here!
My newest pretties. I think its taken me so long to finish them up because, well, time has been at a premium. But I also just wanted to pet them for a while. The Lucky Bird pendant has a moissanite stone in its head, and a pink troumaline in the bail. The moissanite is way more expensive than a CZ would be, and I'm not sure anyone would notice. (Unless I was standing right there saying ain't it cute.) The moissanite does have better light qualities than a CZ. But the main reason I wouldn't set a CZ in something like this is, after going through all this effort why not use a nicer stone.
The Lucky Lips pendant, (not sure how lucky it would make anyone's lips!), has a mexican fire opal for an eyeball.
Sometime I'll collect all my writings on the penny pieces and post it under a link at the side. It has to do with finding coins in the street and the lottery. The luck of the jewelry, by the way, is for the pennies. They were lucky to be found and given a new life. Hopefully they'll spread the love.
(ugh. another bad pic!)
The Lucky Lips pendant, (not sure how lucky it would make anyone's lips!), has a mexican fire opal for an eyeball.
Sometime I'll collect all my writings on the penny pieces and post it under a link at the side. It has to do with finding coins in the street and the lottery. The luck of the jewelry, by the way, is for the pennies. They were lucky to be found and given a new life. Hopefully they'll spread the love.
(ugh. another bad pic!)
Sunday, December 6, 2009
To Show that I Enjoy...
...Other games. *so you don't have to worry about my sanity should the Patriots stuff an otherwise winnable game IN A POOPY TOILET SEAT!* *Not that the bad beer good neck bar suffered a poopy toilet seat 2 weeks in a row. Or that the good beer bad neck bar has ever suffered a poopy toilet seat. I'm just sayin'!*
One reason I listen to Sunday morning NPR is Will Shortz. *The other reason is I need to get up sometime.*
And while I'm ripping off pics (the first was a Johm McPherson pic from UComics,) think I'll include one whose provence I don't remember. From somewhere and stuck in a folder at sometime...
Sometimes, you know, we live in a sick sick time. Other times there's the advances in modern medicine, technology of communication and movement and energy technology you name it. We are the prism of a lab tube. It is within us to succeed. We need to keep an eye on the clock, and the goal line.
GO PATS GET THE @#$@#&@! OUT!
One reason I listen to Sunday morning NPR is Will Shortz. *The other reason is I need to get up sometime.*
And while I'm ripping off pics (the first was a Johm McPherson pic from UComics,) think I'll include one whose provence I don't remember. From somewhere and stuck in a folder at sometime...
Sometimes, you know, we live in a sick sick time. Other times there's the advances in modern medicine, technology of communication and movement and energy technology you name it. We are the prism of a lab tube. It is within us to succeed. We need to keep an eye on the clock, and the goal line.
GO PATS GET THE @#$@#&@! OUT!
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