At the depot.

L.I.O.N. A1, previously known as Lionel Olsen, is getting fitted for a new leg and being repaired, after a "program error" caused it to fling itself down a shaft. Cybernetics specialist, Dr. Spencer Ledman is working to determine which parts to remove altogether. They're being guarded by JD-5, or, John Dabbers (who used to have hands, until he did naughty things with them and had to have them, as well as parts of his brain, replaced). Young Dr. Ledman had better be careful. The cyborgs of the Underworld are hardwired to be dangerous and cruel.

Pardon me.

I've been grumpy and dismissive lately. Now I've made kola with choko-mint and am happy again.

But personally, I think reviews are pointless.

Personal opinion, and so forth.

Not enough snow.

There are no nuts in spruces, so the squirrels eat spruce cones.

It's one of those days.

The germs in my nose are overstaying their welcome. And not even ice-cream.

Maybe I've gotten a bit too serious over time.

Here's a picture of a tuft of steel-wool.

Hi. Hello.

If you look at it in a certain way it moves.

Disco-Tjo, Disco-Hej.

Do the Shepard!

Ethernet mishaps.

I'm so out of ideas right now.

The indistinguishable hero is back.

Forever rescuing everything. He is... Power Flower!

There, I made a sequel. Now give me money.

First there was candy.

And then there were none.

So many of the many.

But what was I really thinking?

Sleeping-Pillow.

Oh, no! Watch out, prince Adrian! The Angry Crab is angry and it got into your room!

Skyltsöndag today. Bring your hammer.

I am speechless.

Maybe the laidies prefer Bounty.

I think the corner of my eye is haunted.

Happiny. Prr.

It's a big happy family for the Dungeons and Dragons game.

The scariest vampire.

He frightens kittens.

Maximum over the top jar.

My brother painted this beautiful portrait of me. It is for you to awe me.

More fanart.

Is he lucky tonight?

Lamenting the loss of the Boohbah website.

Kablam is sad too. The hedgehog is Kablam.

Currency.

I have a follower. It is great milestone to blogger when first followed.

He makes funny games for the computer.

Alea jacta hest.

I've made three horse-paintings in a row. Now you get a wish.

I win.

Jenny thinks she can outsmart me by drawing a tiny horse. So I painted a much smaller horse. It's standing next to a carbon dioxide molecule.

Real-time radish.

It was meant to be. Wonderful.

I keep forgetting.

The cursed and the condemned
Sing in multiple voices

Blubberflah.

Happily linking video that made my day:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xBU6p-Ahrko

It the cutest. It wins the award for being cutest because it has an iguana in a rainbow wig and happy singing.

There is no tragedy at all in this picture whatsoever.

It is just a doll, and nobody owns the doll, because it was made for an experiment where it was intended to burn and melt, which was very successful, so everyone was very happy about it. The skateboard was donated to them as a charity, which made them even more happy. The scientists were all granted a larger stipend for their resourcefulness. The fire was all environmentally friendy as far as fires go, and the waste-products were properly cared for, so all the animals in the forests and seas were happy too and had a great party where they ate food and had many hugs. The scientists hugged too.

Furthermore the doll and the skateboard could not have been proper toys for children, because they were poisonous, but not in a way that kills, just slightly unpleasant in a way that made them unfit to play with. The experiments instead made the toys useful without harming anybody at all.The experiments helped produce toys that were flame-proof without using dangerous chemicals. The scientists all got the Nobel Prize and went on to make more great advances for the benefit of all people on earth. They also got the Animal's Forest Prize as evidence that they were all kind and could be trusted by all animals in the world.

One particular scientist was very happy and decided to throw a party for everyone who wanted to come. And of course they all came, because everybody liked the scientists so much. They danced and planted flowers and nobody was sad or even slightly pouty all of the year. This assured that they were all given many kisses by their friends and there was no fighting or sadness anymore. The world was filled with rainbow smiles.

Then came Hitler and saw how good everything had become thanks to the kind scientists, so he said that he would never make anyone sad ever, and he never became a nazi, and instead travelled around the globe giving flowers to children and building monuments of peace and love everywhere. And people all said that it was good that Hitler had become so nice and they gave him candy and lollipops. Hitler never wore a moustache and instead wore a hat of flowers that smelled lovely. All because of some scientists who wanted to make a difference came along and showed him that it is always better to be nice. This was realized by people all over the world and there were never any wars or crimes again. Batman retired happy and rich but he still helped people whenever there was trouble, like a squirrel losing its nuts or a kitten getting lost in the streets. He also paid for road signs afterwards so no more kittens would get lost.

In short all was well.

Alomomola makes disappoint.

I have my own, personal theories on why the lemmings are dying. Never touch the dead lemmings without gloves.

Of a much grater quality.

It's better this way. For the young ladies and lads.

Roll.

It is great to be on it.

China things in China.

I made yet another self-portrait. The black things are not listed. Problems keep getting solved though.

Bacretkrutunrerabackeretuturururun.

With roleplaying-pants and the pretty girls of Småland.

A well deserved comeback.

It's my old wooden August. I made him when I was 14. He has a tail too.

I'm an idiot.

I have a Windows 7 now. Problem solved.

Well, almost... The new paint program sucks. I'll have to move my studio to another computer.

It's a heartache.

I drew this picture a long time ago on my Windows 98, Ulla-Bella.

I miss that computer a lot.

Now not even my beloved XP is supported anymore. My computers are way too old to withstand any upgrades to 8.1. And I can't afford a new one, so how will I be able to work? Even if I could afford buying a new one I don't want to. I don't want an ugly computer with a glossy touchpad that has no proper buttons, whose screen is shiny and reflective, and is built out of fucking frosting and will break within a year. I don't want a computer that's not compatible with my documents or pictures. That looks like a disgusting, bland, clusterfuck rapechild between a smartphone and a Vista (yes, I am aware that it has two modes).

I want my 98 back. I want to be able to keep my computers the way they are without having them turn into safety-hazards. My XP:s are all great, and I'm used to working with them. I'm used to DOS. Why does the new "user friendly" generation of computers heve to replace the comfortable XP:s with a nauseating design that looks like it was made to entertain neglected infants? I hate it.

My laptop that I use for work and entertainment every day is about eight years old, and it's still working just fine for those purposes. I understand that I will have to cave in and get a new computer sooner or later, and I do want technology to progress. But it's moving in the very direction I think it shouldn't. Functionality is being replaced with (poor) design. Backwards-compatibility is replaced with inflexibility. On the computer I'm using to type this I have programs that were made in 1982. Can the 8.1 support those? I'd be surprised. I was thinking about going Apple, but it's not suitable for the kind of work I'm doing. I'd go with a Windows 7, but no store, neither online nor IRL, has it anymore. All new computers come with 8. Because it sucks so much that nobody would buy it unless it was the only thing availible, I suppose.

Looking back and remembering computers that didn't have colour-screens I can say we've come far. The technology keeps pushing forward, straight into oblivion. And it's dragging us all with it by our wallets. Let's hope for something better in the near future. Otherwise I'm going to stay with the XP. Or get a new 98.

A challenge to the followers.

I made exactly five changes to the picture of Direktör Lundvall. Can You spot them?

Here to kick butt, but remains unnoticed.

It is... Direktör Lundvall!

Original intent in reverse.

Eyes depict a superiour existence.

Bad title in hindsight.

They're both the same colour, just a different hue.

(I watched a documentary about racism. This is my societal statement.)

Blondinbella's blog is much more popular than mine so I made her a pretty card.

Congratulations.

How it always ends.

I have too many theories.
Red frog.

LTU is ruining my education.

On the plus-side I have found that antennae are nice.

EDIT: I solved my problem. With candy, as usual.