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2011-01-15T09:26:00.001-08:00

Website back up blogs

2010-10-04T07:11:00.000-07:00

I'm shutting down a website and do not wish to delete my items from the internet so I'll be posting the majority of them here and at http://tinyfoodplanet.blogspot.com/

Please to enjoy a view of the past.
Evil Plans Or Green Schematics?

I'm planning the dollhouse of my (most recent) dreams. It will house a room of genetically modified superplants and a tiny zoo. There are also plans to make it a green lair so the sub(sub-sub-sub) basement will take advantage of thermal energy. With a solar heated watertank, and more solar panels on the roof You'll have to ask "Is this really the house of an evil villain?" Well you would if you ignored the army of robots downstairs or the security vines that trail all over the grounds.

If you can think of Green ideas or sinister add-ons for the house tweet me @Adaser or @ThePoshPanda. I'll be posting pictures as it's built and new ideas and inspirations that will help make this dollhouse fulfill the dream of any morally bent nerd's dream. Any small touches will be great too! Want one of the robot's storage locker to be covered in Kpop posters? Cool. Tiny blue box and miniature man walking around the zoo? Excellent!

It's getting a white wash today so ever room will be fresh for designing.

-TPP THU09SEP2010

Stories-Tales of Wonder and Delight!

NaNoWriMo Part One.

I woke to an overcast sky. Delayed rule on my window if I could make it through another day. If I could survive what was coming. For the past year and 1/2 to news reports talk to win at what happened. Scientists across the planet had tried to determine the exact time and a day. Only I have succeeded. And I will tell no one. If I did it would cause nothing but panic and wine at that can go in peace. The drizzle the softly against my window. But even though still are Lehigh knew there was no time to waste. But there is something had to attend two before starting my day. As to its lonely and reached under the blanket. If this was my last day on this planet I was going to make it memorable one. I brushed my fingers over mind by my leg. With the other hand at the large plastic object that laid on my nightstand and slid under the blankets. As a tip beside me for good luck. I grasp of the blanket with both hands and flung it upwards. I don't deny feet from the angles down. The sub run tonight feet instead in the middle of the bad. As I stood on my bed I glared at the ceiling. I'd been over slowly and grab the plastic shovel that lay next to my feet. He Woodalled one night headlong, too deeply. For vengeance will be nine times nine divided by four squared. For Iceland, I slammed the shovel into the ceiling for that was its destiny. Over and over again night as the hard plastic shovel cracked the ceiling tiles and plaster of the vengeful are all falling about my head. I grunted with each lunge. The slot trip down from eyebrow was made by the sweat. A jerked Dale Downes drug my forehead across the ice sheet.

He had left me in Iceland to suffer and die. But I did and I was a resurrected demon. I moved into the apartment below him and waited for my time. Those resurrected me where the cause of the end of the world. And I lunged over and over again forcing the shovel into the pale green tiles of my ceiling. Sweat dripping down my cheek, over my collar bone, and down between my breasts. And if that if if it were up, if that the file man was awake yet to the pounding of my sweet sweet shovel. If the noise sensitive explosives i placed under his pillow would soon make sure he never woke again. And in 30 seconds time a muffled fwump and a small plant with nearly ripened cherry tomatoes exploded through my ceiling. I was flung backwards clutching through my closet doors. Plaster and wood shards fell from the ceiling through the now gaping hole. as the drifting debris and goose feathers slowly settled on my mattress, I peered up. I tried to concentrated through the ringing in my ears and hopefully identify an arm or a vital internal organ. I saw the flash of the muzzle a split second before the bullet tore through my right shin. The second shot I blocked with the head of my shovel. They had raise me right and by raised I mean from the dead. He volleyed off three more shots before making a run from his position. The struggle to stand was shorter and more strict because of my training. For the bill was faster. I heard him start on the stairs, and at the same time there's a knock on my door. I hobbled to the front door and flown in open gym class the Chinese delivery man. I grabbed a shotgun he was holding, an album heart, a real wood one. I elbowed him in the face. It was a good model. Ethel to run the shotgun and fired a blast on the stairs. Damn, missed. While it was arty starting to heal, that's what I called my leg, the bastard had made it down to the four story building entrance. I made a choice and began to spread, holly giggled as I realized I was wearing any underpants. I winked her, blew her a kiss and sprinted down the hallway to the pane glass window that separated my floor from the 3 story drop. I was counting on the dumpster being underneath it, and it being full. I plop it with a shotgun before I jumped. I realize my leg was better today despite a gunshot wound up in eight places. As Ethel I try to spot him. She was a snippet that lived in a grain in my brain. But I couldn't see him. But as thankful as I was to be falling into three weeks of garbage it still feel polled by lake snap. It all went back to Iceland.

I was so young then. And at the same time, I was exactly the age I am now. I was a simple grillwork an innocent farm hand. They trained for three years, the people that led me to my destiny. I was in charge of making goat porn. Artificial insemination with robots had been made illegal. The government decided to take this matter into their own hands. they had taken out of the cold affected the hands of the robots. Some farms had even gone so far as to ban the artificial part altogether. This is where Dole porn game in Iceland started. Turns out goats get frisky to fruit. And fortunately I used to be a Sid photographer. Sid was the largest manufacturer of cloned fruits in South East Asia. Iceland, the country who depended on goats for 60% of their exported goods, was in a recession within three months. Their northern climate made it almost impossible to get enough of fruit. This created this job and I applied. I became one of the lead fruit porn creators in the northern hemisphere. It was a job I was good at, instinctively I found the right angles. the exact light to fill the bananas in. Just what combination of citrus and melon made the goats just go wild. I was happy with my job. I had won several awards over the two year span that I worked in the trenches of the Icelandic fruit porn industry. When the news came into my station that I was going to be one of the first to step aboard a quick shuttle service to the Moon, I was astounded. Training set in. Was hard work that I was used to it, becoming more flexible, more agile, more flexible, and also I could lick the back of my knee. I was a prime specimen of what a fruit porn producer could be. And the night of the shuttle launch, it was just one of those nights, or those fabulous nights and I could hardly contain myself. If I had bought a different measure and maybe even a pineapple, I would still be doing the job. I was starting a new product that night. Something radical. I was gonna turn this fruit porn industry on its head I was gonna introduce vegetables. I done some test samples earlier that month and the results were astounding. Not only do that vegetables raise the virility of the goats, it worked with cows and chickens. Pigs were mildly interested, until a broad and the soybean. Dale downs, the most trusted cameraman, was there but in the shoot he acted strange. I just thought he was try to fix a bit. Turns out I was wrong, dead wrong.

As a fishing cracking my bags of the light, he had complete control over what women were paid for our movies. Unfortunately for me, he decided that I wouldn't be involved, ever again. How was I know he was a fruitist? Someone who is anti vegetable. He never shown any signs. Then again, that's why it was the park mall that I met him at. If I had known what he was I would never gone. Malls are notorious for his hangouts. The room with 12 all locked up for the month, I took my bag and headed to the mall. If the weather had held off the blizzard I might never have found out. On the way to the mall i got a call saying that our ship was canceled. They could reschedule for a week from then, but that opened up my night. I was able to meet dale at the mall. When I got there he was already raging. Calling my work a travesty, against the foundation of nature, of something he could not allow. I begin to grow concerned but was too late. he said I wasn't the first to try to combine vegetables into porn. He grabbed my arm and said I would be silenced just like the rest. I tried a struggle and holes in the future appeared in my mind of where my film would never be. I yelled and fought that he was due to strong arming the people and I couldn't escape. Dale struck me across the face and I slumped against by car. He pushed me in the back seat, bound my hands, up to this nine on past we drove. He stopped by one the ice lakes and opened the door. I tried to kick at him but he grabbed my feet and Gender Neagle and my leg. Gender Neagle was the name of my porn. He tucked into my jacket and pulled me out by my feet. My back and head slammed against the concrete ice.

Payne consumed my mind, I had loved her, I was thinking of proposing to cut back the Moon settler cost. If a married couple went they received a discount. But I didn't want her just for her discount, her sparkling gray eyes had pull me away from working too late, and her ample body had comforted me on the dark cold nights after editing my latest film. sometimes after making love, we would lay there, feeding each other steamed lima beans and potato croquettes. God that woman could eat a bean in a way that made legs feel useless. Though the winter wind shrieked through the town, and made others seem like walking chicken men, Payne's lips were always soft and supple. I knew it was helped by her love of fried chicken, but I liked to imagine it was mostly because God would never let lips like that be hardened and cracked by the cruel winds. I would never see those sweet kisses fall on my body again. Never again hold her in the fading half light of dusk and breath in deep her natural scent of fresh baked pastries. I had left her only hours before, promising to bring her back some of the rare sugared moon flowers they had on the moon. I wondered if she would find the opal ring under my collection of readers digests from the early 1750's. If she would know what the milky white stone meant. What I was willing to promise her with the shifting sparkles of rainbow hidden in its depths. Maybe, I hope she would. An abrasive sound threatened to break through my half coma-state of happy memories, but i fought it with every bit i could. I tried to hold onto the memory of Payne for as long as i could, knowing the world was going to take her from me as soon as I regained consciousness. It was little use. She was slipping away and in her place a different kind of pain. Severe, raw, and almost all encompassing.

I cracked my eyes and could see the silhouette of Dale chopping away at the ice with a shovel. he had laid a flashlight up on a tripod to light his way. I had given him that tripod that son of a bitch. A sharp pain lanced through my head making me retch uncontrollably. He realized I was awake and jammed his shovel into the ice to hold it there. He walked towards me and looked down frowning. The sharp pain that exploded in my head could only mean he had kicked me. Well, that, or hit me with an acme hammer he was hiding behind his back, but I'm gonna go with the first option.

Just a couple of things while the changeover happens.

-GGG

I Heart Salads! My Way

2009-11-05T13:25:00.000-08:00

Cooked the cherry tomatoes in the oven until the skin burst off.

Put the spinach in the micro for 1min20 sec.

Chopped a large green onion up like:green tops chopped short ways until I got to the pale green, then cut in 1/8 strips and separated.

Put the spinach down, drizzled basil vinaigrette over it, put down chopped green onions stems, slivered raw onion, skinless tomatoes, 3 finely crumbled oyster crackers, and a pinch of salt on the tomatoes.

Shredded some Colby Jack cheese and put it on a pan under the broiler until edges crisped up. Made sure to lift the edges before it cooled slightly so i could remove it from the pan later. Pushed the edges into a heart shape and as soon as the center was solid enough to lift, places it over the arranged salad and sprinkled with a few more green onion stems chopped fine.

I like my salad this way, but next time will toss the vinaigrette with the dressing. Got a couple of strong bites.

Greens are people too!

-GGG

Hey Look!

2009-11-04T20:12:00.000-08:00

Check out this sweet sculpture based on a Kinokofry comic strip!

Please Excuse the printer paper background and the edge of my thumb. I am not the best photographer! The Price is going to be split between me and Rebecca Clements. Price $120 US. Shipping cost to be determined based on location.

Free hug coupon with purchase!

-GGG

NaNoWriMo Post #1

2009-11-03T22:52:00.000-08:00

I woke to an overcast sky. Delayed rule on my window if I could make it through another day. If I could survive what was coming. For the past year and 1/2 to news reports talk to win at what happened. Scientists across the planet had tried to determine the exact time and a day. Only I have succeeded. And I will tell no one. If I did it would cause nothing but panic and wine at that can go in peace. The drizzle the softly against my window. But even though still are Lehigh knew there was no time to waste. But there is something had to attend two before starting my day. As to its lonely and reached under the blanket. If this was my last day on this planet I was going to make it memorable one. I brushed my fingers over mind by my leg. With the other hand at the large plastic object that laid on my nightstand and slid under the blankets. As a tip beside me for good luck. I grasp of the blanket with both hands and flung it upwards. I don't deny feet from the angles down. The sub run tonight feet instead in the middle of the bad. As I stood on my bed I glared at the ceiling. I'd been over slowly and grab the plastic shovel that lay next to my feet. He Woodalled one night headlong, too deeply. For vengeance will be nine times nine divided by four squared. For Iceland, I slammed the shovel into the ceiling for that was its destiny. Over and over again night as the hard plastic shovel cracked the ceiling tiles and plaster of the vengeful are all falling about my head. I grunted with each lunge. The slot trip down from eyebrow was made by the sweat. A jerked Dale Downes drug my forehead across the ice sheet.

He had left me in Iceland to suffer and die. But I did and I was a resurrected demon. I moved into the apartment below him and waited for my time. Those resurrected me where the cause of the end of the world. And I lunged over and over again forcing the shovel into the pale green tiles of my ceiling. Sweat dripping down my cheek, over my collar bone, and down between my breasts. And if that if if it were up, if that the file man was awake yet to the pounding of my sweet sweet shovel. If the noise sensitive explosives i placed under his pillow would soon make sure he never woke again. And in 30 seconds time a muffled fwump and a small plant with nearly ripened cherry tomatoes exploded through my ceiling. I was flung backwards clutching through my closet doors. Plaster and wood shards fell from the ceiling through the now gaping hole. as the drifting debris and goose feathers slowly settled on my mattress, I peered up. I tried to concentrated through the ringing in my ears and hopefully identify an arm or a vital internal organ. I saw the flash of the muzzle a split second before the bullet tore through my right shin. The second shot I blocked with the head of my shovel. They had raise me right and by raised I mean from the dead. He volleyed off three more shots before making a run from his position. The struggle to stand was shorter and more strict because of my training. For the bill was faster. I heard him start on the stairs, and at the same time there's a knock on my door. I hobbled to the front door and flown in open gym class the Chinese delivery man. I grabbed a shotgun he was holding, an album heart, a real wood one. I elbowed him in the face. It was a good model. Ethel to run the shotgun and fired a blast on the stairs. Damn, missed. While it was arty starting to heal, that's what I called my leg, the bastard had made it down to the four story building entrance. I made a choice and began to spread, holly giggled as I realized I was wearing any underpants. I winked her, blew her a kiss and sprinted down the hallway to the pane glass window that separated my floor from the 3 story drop. I was counting on the dumpster being underneath it, and it being full. I plop it with a shotgun before I jumped. I realize my leg was better today despite a gunshot wound up in eight places. As Ethel I try to spot him. She was a snippet that lived in a grain in my brain. But I couldn't see him. But as thankful as I was to be falling into three weeks of garbage it still feel polled by lake snap. It all went back to Iceland.
I was so young then. And at the same time, I was exactly the age I am now. I was a simple grillwork an innocent farm hand. They trained for three years, the people that led me to my destiny. I was in charge of making goat porn. Artificial insemination with robots had been made illegal. The government decided to take this matter into their own hands. they had taken out of the cold affected the hands of the robots. Some farms had even gone so far as to ban the artificial part altogether. This is where Dole porn game in Iceland started. Turns out goats get frisky to fruit. And fortunately I used to be a Sid photographer. Sid was the largest manufacturer of cloned fruits in South East Asia. Iceland, the country who depended on goats for 60% of their exported goods, was in a recession within three months. Their northern climate made it almost impossible to get enough of fruit. This created this job and I applied. I became one of the lead fruit porn creators in the northern hemisphere. It was a job I was good at, instinctively I found the right angles. the exact light to fill the bananas in. Just what combination of citrus and melon made the goats just go wild. I was happy with my job. I had won several awards over the two year span that I worked in the trenches of the Icelandic fruit porn industry. When the news came into my station that I was going to be one of the first to step aboard a quick shuttle service to the Moon, I was astounded. Training set in. Was hard work that I was used to it, becoming more flexible, more agile, more flexible, and also I could lick the back of my knee. I was a prime specimen of what a fruit porn producer could be. And the night of the shuttle launch, it was just one of those nights, or those fabulous nights and I could hardly contain myself. If I had bought a different measure and maybe even a pineapple, I would still be doing the job. I was starting a new product that night. Something radical. I was gonna turn this fruit porn industry on its head I was gonna introduce vegetables. I done some test samples earlier that month and the results were astounding. Not only do that vegetables raise the virility of the goats, it worked with cows and chickens. Pigs were mildly interested, until a broad and the soybean. Dale downs, the most trusted cameraman, was there but in the shoot he acted strange. I just thought he was try to fix a bit. Turns out I was wrong, dead wrong.

As a fishing cracking my bags of the light, he had complete control over what women were paid for our movies. Unfortunately for me, he decided that I wouldn't be involved, ever again. How was I know he was a fruitist? Someone who is anti vegetable. He never shown any signs. Then again, that's why it was the park mall that I met him at. If I had known what he was I would never gone. Malls are notorious for his hangouts. The room with 12 all locked up for the month, I took my bag and headed to the mall. If the weather had held off the blizzard I might never have found out. On the way to the mall i got a call saying that our ship was canceled. They could reschedule for a week from then, but that opened up my night. I was able to meet dale at the mall. When I got there he was already raging. Calling my work a travesty, against the foundation of nature, of something he could not allow. I begin to grow concerned but was too late. he said I wasn't the first to try to combine vegetables into porn. He grabbed my arm and said I would be silenced just like the rest. I tried a struggle and holes in the future appeared in my mind of where my film would never be. I yelled and fought that he was due to strong arming the people and I couldn't escape. Dale struck me across the face and I slumped against by car. He pushed me in the back seat, bound my hands, up to this nine on past we drove. He stopped by one the ice lakes and opened the door. I tried to kick at him but he grabbed my feet and Gender Neagle and my leg. Gender Neagle was the name of my porn. He tucked into my jacket and pulled me out by my feet. My back and head slammed against the concrete ice.

Payne consumed my mind, I had loved her, I was thinking of proposing to cut back the Moon settler cost. If a married couple went they received a discount. But I didn't want her just for her discount, her sparkling gray eyes had pull me away from working too late, and her ample body had comforted me on the dark cold nights after editing my latest film. sometimes after making love, we would lay there, feeding each other steamed lima beans and potato croquettes. God that woman could eat a bean in a way that made legs feel useless. Though the winter wind shrieked through the town, and made others seem like walking chicken men, Payne's lips were always soft and supple. I knew it was helped by her love of fried chicken, but I liked to imagine it was mostly because God would never let lips like that be hardened and cracked by the cruel winds. I would never see those sweet kisses fall on my body again. Never again hold her in the fading half light of dusk and breath in deep her natural scent of fresh baked pastries. I had left her only hours before, promising to bring her back some of the rare sugared moon flowers they had on the moon. I wondered if she would find the opal ring under my collection of readers digests from the early 1750's. If she would know what the milky white stone meant. What I was willing to promise her with the shifting sparkles of rainbow hidden in its depths. Maybe, I hope she would. An abrasive sound threatened to break through my half coma-state of happy memories, but i fought it with every bit i could. I tried to hold onto the memory of Payne for as long as i could, knowing the world was going to take her from me as soon as I regained consciousness. It was little use. She was slipping away and in her place a different kind of pain. Severe, raw, and almost all encompassing.

I cracked my eyes and could see the silhouette of Dale chopping away at the ice with a shovel. he had laid a flashlight up on a tripod to light his way. I had given him that tripod that son of a bitch. A sharp pain lanced through my head making me retch uncontrollably. He realized I was awake and jammed his shovel into the ice to hold it there. He walked towards me and looked down frowning. The sharp pain that exploded in my head could only mean he had kicked me. Well, that, or hit me with an acme hammer he was hiding behind his back, but I'm gonna go with the first option.

Next time:Zombification! Trips to Paris! And A Volcano!!

Leave things you want in the story in comments.

-GGG

AHH!!!

2009-11-03T19:47:00.001-08:00

Ok Folks!

For the month of November this blog will be taken over by NaNoWriMo, NaNoMangO, pictures of ornaments and a couple other projects. This means, less (per ratio) posts about food! OH NO! Dont worry, there will be plenty of food pics.

There will also be a daily update of my story for NaNoWriMo. I am using the speech to text feature and (trying to) not editing anything. if I read something over and it is neither funny nor making sense, I will change it. Other than that, it stays.

Also I'll be posting some ROUGH line art of my 12 steampunk pin-ups later tonight after my NaNoWriMo. AND, if I can get good pics, the rough molds for my new steampunk ornaments. They look super neat and if anyone would like to donate (coughcough) to help me buy more mold making materials, I'll send out a complimentary ornament (or several) depending on the donation. Min 10, because of shipping costs.

Now I'm off to write smutty thing about Bohemian Squirrel Hunters!!

-GGG

Chocolate madness!!

2009-10-26T20:58:00.000-07:00

Oh, so, I went a bit 'sweets' crazy. I made 5 different kinds of chocolates and still managed not to make the rainbow cake truffles that was my intention. But i think these will help delay the candy hounds a bit longer.

Here is a Peppermint bark shell with a marshmallow inside. Peppermint bark is white chocolate and crushed up candy peppermint sticks.

I've hidden more peppermint bark inside a milk chocolate shell. Sneaky me!

Chocolate shell, fondant dot, marshmallow insides. Wish I had had some graham cracker to top this with.

Chocolate squares sprinkled with bacon pieces. Oh yummy. Bacon makes everything...more bacony!

Peppermint bark top and milk chocolate bottom with a dried blueberry inbetween. The surprise flavor hit of the batch, each layer manages to hold its own and the mint flavor goes wonderfully with the blueberry.

Another Chocolate shot!

I also made some cinn-sugar apples to go over ice cream after the dinner of avocado&p.f.r. which everyone decided was amazing and delicious.

Will be making the R.T. later so save room for those.

"oh god...so much sugar... I can feel my diabetes coming"

-GGG

Avocado over Pork Fried Rice

2009-10-26T12:46:00.001-07:00

Sliced avocado pan fried with popcorn salt on one side. served on rice, chopped polish sausage, the meat bits of bacon, and green onions. The creaminess of the avocado goes really well with the rice and pork. Super tasty!

mmm just get a whiff of that goodness

-GGG

NaNoWriMo & Beans!

2009-10-25T03:26:00.000-07:00

3 Meals of beans, rice and sausage later, it's still delicious!
...but...
There are repercussions. Dire repercussions. That's all I'll say on the matter.

Tonight I finish making the HarveyJames xmas ornament cast and work on my NaNoWriMo ideas.

Ideas like:
1)Reader's choice directional novel. I make a plot tree, tell you when there is a branches split, and you decide which way to go.
2)Illustrated novel. I write a heavily illustrated novel with a short story in it and end with 108 pages. (50K words written equivalent)
3)I make hand/stick puppets and write 50K words/actions/dialog/narration/story and in December, Vlog it in it's entirety.
4)Write several short stories based on the same set of characters.

My website is live! as you might have been able to tell since you're on it! I'll be figuring out how to make more pages, and do fancy things. Gonna talk to a few people about webpage design too. Have a crap budget, but we'll see if we cant spiff up the place later on.

Welp, best be off then, got craft things to do!

-GGG

I love this video so much.

2009-10-22T03:37:00.000-07:00

*watches again*

-GGG

Teehee!

2009-10-22T02:40:00.001-07:00

Well, sorts of things, it has things in it and Tits. So that's good. But I'm working on a few more shirts that are more than phrases.

http://www.cafepress.com/ThePoshPanda

Also got a new site, THIS ONE!

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!

-GGG
(Mad with imaginary power)

hurk

2009-10-20T08:08:00.000-07:00

Sickness is sweeping the house right now. nothing but plain rice and oatmeal for us, maybe some steamed veggies. How... exciting.

Least we'll be all better for H day and Thanksgiving! Turns out, I might be making Tday dinner here for me and my fella. Anyone have suggestions for dishes?

-GGG

Oh, how I love them.

2009-10-17T04:52:00.000-07:00

-GGG

Sickysick soup

2009-10-14T23:55:00.001-07:00

chopped bacon, cooked with avacados, green onion, chicken ramen and spinach. added beef broth flavor packet.

for to make me the healthy!
*coughcough*

-GGG

Dinner with the Neighbors

2009-10-14T23:02:00.000-07:00

Clockwise, stuffed chicken wrapped in bacon with bbq sauce, Roasted potatoes and broccoli with cheese broiled over the top, ramen noodles with onion cream sauce and spinach.

Super delicious.

-GGG

ZOMG! Look out lil pandas!

2009-10-13T16:40:00.001-07:00

BWAHAHAH! Behold! My Creation!

Also, cause this needs to be at the top of the page, Here are some delicious things I've made this week!

Contains:sourdough bread, homemade onion dip, pastrami, spinach, cherry tomato, feta cheese

Thin sliced pork chops served on chopped potatoes, feta cheese, green onion, garlic, topped with briefly pan fried cherry tomatoes.

Ramen cooked with thinly chopped ham, spinach,green onions, sour cream, and alpine touch.

Please to enjoy!

-GGG

Need more cake ideas!

2009-10-10T19:45:00.000-07:00

Hey,

I have a craving to make another cake but I don't have a reason, so I'm leaving it up to you. What should i make my next cake based on? Style, Color, Inspiration all needed! here are some I've already done from last spring. Please help and all your wildest wishes will come true! Maybe.

For the Glory Of Steampunk!

Death Ray Gun
Fob watch
Zeppelin
Goggles
The Handy Cog
Graduation cake

Psychostick Cake

Mother's Day

Easter

Birthday for Garret
House Warming

I'll be making this cake in the next 2 weeks, so if you've an idea let me know.

Happy Birthday!

-GGG

PANDAMONIUM!

2009-10-10T15:51:00.000-07:00

INSIDE JOKE ALERT!

Hot tomales, cheese caves, pork, "fuck my daughters, i want to die", slippery babies, "he probably picked it up and fucked it at her head" "My this chair's a bit slippery" using his moobs.

Skype = win.

-GGG

Cat Girl -Sold out!

2009-10-09T22:28:00.001-07:00

Prepare! Take a deep breath. .... Good all relaxed now?

I have sold all of my cat girls, and a separate figurine, to an unnamed source for just over 200$. Please please, calm yourselves, I shall be making another group, but in a different style. so if you would like to become a proud owner of these delightful creatures, a bit of patience is needed.

If you would like to commission a personalized character, or sculpture, the price starts at 15 and goes up depending on how much time and the level of difficulty involved. There would also be a bump for special supplies needed (fairy wings, colored beads, ect)

Please stay tuned as we return you to your normally scheduled program...

-GGG

Kitten introduction

2009-10-05T16:17:00.001-07:00

Oh look at them, arent they CUTE! well, they are now. When we first brought Kenni home there was a hissy fightfest cause Sundae didn't like the tiny smelly intruder.
THIS stinky food hoarking snugglefest is Kenpachi, or Kenni. He eats, he sleeps, he snuggles, and poos like he's got a nuclear reactor in his butt. Stink. He also likes climbing on things he shouldn't, like his papa's leather computer chair. He's a slow learner, unless its "if Amanda's in the kitchen i can get food" That took him one day.
This is Sundae, she is as friendly as she looks, which means, sometimes. We got her a lil over a year ago and she was a secret at the time. She prefers chicken over anything else, my lap Over my Beau's, and Hates when Kenni steals her sleeping spot, which he does, all the time, just to spite her. She isnt spayed yet, so she still has "butt dances" and is currently pushing all of her nails into my arm. But in the loving way. *winces*

I think you all should know my kitties cause they are cute and when I talk of them, it will help you know who is whom. And now you do! so yay!!

Live free and Have Honor

-GGG

Food explosion

2009-10-05T15:59:00.001-07:00

WOOT!

Ok Food time! I made this today with beef ramen, chopped spinach, mushrooms, green onion, spinach infused bacon fat(to cook onions and mushrooms in), milk, and sour cream. It was for a sick beau who needed something warm and delicious to help him feel better.The orange will be sugared and put over vanilla icecream later tonight.

And from the top, oh, yes, you know how I like my noodles! *licks screen* OH..*clears throat*.. I mean, I've been working on presentation.
Peanut butter and Jelly cookies, with raspberry, straw berry, blueberry, and huckleberry fillings, they didn't last an hour.

Look at them there in the sunlight, absorbing all the goodness!

And food from the week of birthday, Double 1/3 lb Hoagieville buger with bacon, cheese, and mushrooms. *drools* this thing was as big as my head!

Melon and Wildberry Gelato from Caffe Dolce. So num!
Bacon, turkey, egg, cheese, chopped up left over chicken gordita, and bacon.. with some bacon. All cooked together in the oven until it turned tasty.

Dim Sum night awhile back had this little beauty, Creamy mushroom soup with green onion. Everyone loved it and my neighbors went home with 1/2 a gallon.
There you can see it in the back ground! *waves* Clockwise from midnight, broccoli feta pasta salad, pork juicy steambuns, tritip bacon cheese'burger' cups, and tritip 'sushi' on rice. All..so...tasty.
There's my food post, gosh I should do this more often.

-GGG

Cat Girls.

2009-10-05T15:39:00.000-07:00

Allo Allo!

So my store isn't up because I think I managed to sell all my cat girls to a friend of mine from Chicago. It will be final next week, or so, but I will post some pics of them here so you can see what you missed!

Also, they are about $15US each, but I will make commissioned work for the same price. IF it's as complicated. The more complicated it is, the more it will cost. I will be doing more commissioned work in this next month. Baby Space T-rex Faery+space sheep, Bust of Space T-rex Faery, and some figures from an couple online comics. Will tell you about them once they are done.

Read the TTNS story on ustream and got a great response. Will be writing up a rough draft soon. Will probably ustream the character designs sometime this week. I'm breaking up the posts into a few today so I dont have one huge post.

-GGG

My birthday!

2009-09-27T04:05:00.000-07:00

Cat Girls are done and will be photographed here shortly and put up for sale. That is, the ones that didnt start to run because of the sealant, are going up. i'm also repainting the bases so they look a bit more crisp.

I fell into a wonderful story idea with the banter between myself and Scott. The working Title is :Viskers, Midnight, and The Twinkle Techno Night Squad. i'm waiting for my caffeine to kick in....any second.

Also, got woken up by a rab/beatbox/singing pair of friends who brought me a box of donuts with candles in them and a grande caramel mocha frappe with extra espresso. <3 my birthday. It started with a large birthday chocolate milk, (enev thought today is chocolate milk day) Later I went out for Loaded potato bites from Arby's and a subway 6inch italian BMT. mmmm. and then I had 1/2 a birthday danish and 2 big cups of milk. THEN I slept for most of the day. So it was friggin fantastic!

Sippin on my drink still and got the sleepin Sundae on my lap. gotta get today started. I mean it's already 5:41 AM!

-GGG

*sips more and reads MLIA*

Blame my birthday

2009-09-16T01:08:00.000-07:00

Another late night update.

Ok, I got supplies for hats, got plans to build hats, even started them. Then people wanted to do things for my birthday, some dinners, rockband, shopping. I cannot be held responsible if my Etsy shop is delayed.... obviously.

Ok tomorrow night I (probably) swear! I will finish the hot egg balloons before sew a stitch on the hats. Also, Cat Girls Assemble!! *action pose*

-GGG

So tired..

2009-09-14T03:19:00.000-07:00

Going to sleep now, language failing me. Got hats& hot egg balloons started, cat girls parts drying, long day gotta stay focused. Should have Etsy shop up by late tomorrow(mon). that is if etsy comes back from site maintenance. GOAL: Have done-cat girls, hot egg balloons, post them on Etsy.

Don't know if I should buy tickets to Steamcon, or wait and see how much I can make between now and then to help cover costs. I guess we'll see. Taking Kenpachi kitty to the vet's tomorrow and maybe getting him snip-snipped. Let's hope that doesn't take too much time.

Tomorrow during the day I'll try and post pics of the current stage of products.

*passes out on keys*

Ball+hill=rolling

2009-09-11T15:37:00.001-07:00

Allo there people of the interwebs!

OK then. I am back from the land of dissidence and hard times, mostly. I changed up the blog and it has a new purpose. Also barring any insta-comas or kidnappings, I will be updating every weekday. I shall also be doing this in cahoots with my Daily Ustream. So if you would like to see something drawn, sculpted, or read, just find me there. Don't have a schedule set up yet, but should have such things figured out in the next day or so. I'm going to go work on schematics now. you guys have a shiny day!

-GGG

This is.

2009-06-17T11:56:00.000-07:00

Art, crafts, random stuff. I will be posting my drawing/paintings/sculpture and the rest on this blog. I will be starting with the back log of art topics from artjumble.

I wont be doing all of them probably but at least 90%. Also will have my scanner hooked up soon. Yay! Here's to art and dancing and cake!! *cheers with glass of milk*

-GGG