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Everything else is where it used to be.







Characters Hank, Brenda, Brank originally from It's Hank! by qrstuv.
Character Bean originally from Doodles of Beans by pieguy.
Characters Kit, Tony, Zimmer by pmjv_prahou.
The Republic by stanley lieber.
I wrote a new rss generator and it changed the feeds a little.
Sorry if it fucked your shit up.


Seres Manda makes his way under the hill on which what once was the Vysehrad castle stands, the plush head of a panda bear strapped tightly to his backpack. A variety of corpses continue to litter the cratered thoroughfare that snails towards the remains of Koh-i-noor offices in the far distance. Most of the buildings are gone, the few that remain are without walls.
Stepping over the rubble of a once great bridge high above that at some point in time served as a favored final destination to many, the boy notices an outline of a fat bear in front of a house mostly intact couple hundred meters ahead. Some light creeps out through covered up windows.
"Clavicular!" The boy exclaims and cheers up.
The bear head says nothing.
The rustled street with tram rails long ripped, removed and exchanged for cigarettes and soda cans, left behind a trail just wide enough for the boy's small feet. He tiptoes through, carefully placing one foot in front of the other, immitating the sounds of what he thought a tram might sounded like.
After foot-stepping for a short while, the tram tracked crevice leads the boy to the establishment where the lights are still on. A panda in dark aviator glasses and a black suit stands guard by the door. Replicas of various ethnic carpets hang over the boarded up windows.
"Excuse me, can I come inside?"
The bear sizes up the boy, but doesn't hesitate. "Does little sir have an interest in our produce? This is the finest establishment of its kind in the city. And the last one too."
"That means it could be really bad!" Replies Manda quickly.
"It's not like little sir would know without comparison."
"That's true, I guess."
The panda smirks. Seemingly amused by Manda's playfulness. "That being said, if little sir would like a temporary lady friend, he certainly won't be dissapointed here."
"You mean a whore? Not really, I don't think. Are there any video games inside?"
"Well... There is a slot machine by the bar, but it's mostly decorative - it doesn't pay anything, mind you-"
"So it's true! Old gramps in Beroun used to tell us kids that whorehouses hoard the best games! I never played a casino video game before! I want to try!"
"And how will little sir be paying, if I may be so bold? One does have to buy something, if he's to come inside."
The boy takes off his backpack, places it by his feet and digs in. He pulls out 2 ziplocked bags with pieces of flesh in various states of decay, holds them up and announces boastfully:
"Meat!"

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/sludge section added. Contains standalone content from Funhole with cultural importance. New and past content will be added over time.
Titles are filenames.

"Professor? You know my husband."
It becomes a trick of the clock. A drip in time forming an evaporated puddle on a creased up carpet. A puddle you can reach in even when it's gone. It's a modest way to make an entrance. Of course I remember her. I taught them both once.
"Madame! What a surprise! What brings you to Maine?"
"I am not really here, you see. I am visiting New York. I feel the ticking getting ever so faster every morning. I don't know how many trips across the ocean I have left in me. My husband respects you very much, professor, but he's too stubborn to ask for help with things he tries to ignore."
Her husband the now professor of philosophy.
"As you may have heard, the General Land Centennial Exhibition will open in May. I thought it would be wonderful if you could come and write about some of the fabulous inventions of our... people."
She wanted to use a different word, but couldn't. She left quickly afterwards. Excusing herself for one reason or another, leaving behind a brochure with information about the event.
Belial is looking through a book in the next isle.
"Pretty thing. She'll be the first lady one day, you know."
"I do."
"She's not good at lying though."
"No."
"You're not thinking of actually going, are you? But then again, might be a good chance to see the old world before they raze it to the ground."
"What?"
"What."



How my digital art is made.
For creating content I use two computers. A generic OpenBSD desktop and a Lenovo Thinkpad x380 YOGA. I only use the x380 for sketching and inking and then color the pictures in OpenBSD with a mouse and keyboard. For the purposes of Fish Alpinism, the OpenBSD machine is unremarkable and only really needs GIMP and ssh.

The x380 is always folded into a tablet without a keyboard with a maximized GIMP running at all times. I operate it with computer pens and sometimes a finger.
It runs Alpine Linux and a handful of programs.
For the most part, I don't have to flip out the keyboard unless I reboot the computer, after which I have to type in the password. One can put the virtual keyboard inside the xdm login screen, but I didn't bother, since I usually just put the computer to sleep.
Everything I need I put inside an fvwm pop-up menu, which is accessed by clicking the corner of any titlebar.

I sketch and ink the pictures on the x380, then rsync them to the OpenBSD and continue there. I don't want any daemons or directory monitoring, so I just use two rsync scripts. One sends files into the OpenBSD machine, the other syncs it back to the Alpine. This way I can have the seemingly same file open on both machines and edit it back and forth just by running the rsync script and reloading the file in GIMP. The rsync code is ran only on the Alpine computer, where it's easily accessible from a fvwm menu.

#sync-out rsync -r ~/work/ fish@linux:work/ #sync-in rsync -r fish@linux:work/ ~/work/
To reload the file in GIMP after sync:
File - Revert
You can get a $3 Numpad and bind GIMP shortcuts to the various keys on it. Since I use a very limited set of tools in GIMP, this is plenty. Funnily enough, some of the professional external art-tablet keyboards have the exact same layout as a numpad. If you're into this, you can save a lot of money.

Most things can be bound directly inside GIMP's Edit - Keyboard Shortcuts. Panning (Spacebar) and Escape has to be bound with xmodmap ala:
# in .xsession xmodmap -e "keycode 63 = space" xmodmap -e "keycode 90 = Escape"
Find the keycode of the key on the
numpad in xev.
My setup:
/ - Escape (xmodmapped Escape) * - Show/hide docks -+ - Zoom 7 - Undo 8 - Pencil tool 9 - Redo 4 - Bucket tool 5 - Swap fg,bg colors (Eraser) 6 - Nothing! 1 - Cut 2 - Free select tool 3 - Paste in place 0 - Panning (xmodmapped Spacebar) Del - Move tool Enter - Select none (Deselect after pasting, etc) Backspace - Backspace
Because I only use black and white, I use 5 as an eraser.
The x380 screen digitizer uses the AES1.0 protocol. so if you get this computer and want a new pen for it, you need one that's compatible with AES1.0. This information was almost impossible to find. Thanks, kfx. Of the ones I own, here's a list of a few that work.
I do not recommend the Ink Plus. Of the three, it has the worst responsiveness. The regular Bamboo Ink and Digital Pen have interchangeable nibs.
I don't run OpenBSD on the x380 directly, because I want pressure sensitivity and xsetwacom.


Do no art.
Tarot cards by Aquirax Uno. Used without permission.


script formatter to plain text and html in rc
Previously: skrish
Write movie/theater/play scripts in simple plain text syntax and format them into attractive plain text or html.
By default scric outputs a page 72 characters wide, dialogue column 40 and the rest 60. These can be edited at the top of the code.
scric [file]
schtml [file]
First line is a title Second line is subtitle/author name/whatever #lines beginning with '#' are centered FADE IN Blocks of text separated by spaces are formatted as full-page-width paragraphs @CHARACTER NAME Followed by a block of text are formatted as dialogue @CHARACTER NAME (CONT) Notice that the line width is irrelevant. The only requirement is that blocks of text must be separated by empty lines. She said calmly. #END SCRIC
The default scric formats the previous like so:

schtml formats it like so:
<h1>
First line is a title
</h1>
<p>
Second line is subtitle/author name/whatever
</p>
<h2>
lines beginning with '#' are centered
</h2>
<p>
FADE IN
</p>
<p>
Blocks of text separated by spaces are formatted as
full-page-width paragraphs
</p>
<p class="char">
CHARACTER NAME:
</p>
<p class="diag">
Followed by a block of text are
formatted as dialogue
</p>
<p class="char">
CHARACTER NAME (CONT):
</p>
<p class="diag">
Notice that the line width is
irrelevant. The only requirement is
that blocks of text must be separated by
empty lines.
</p>
<p>
She said calmly.
</p>
<h2>
END SCRIC
</h2>
While it does look horrendous on paper, and is a major afterthought, it does make the html code somewhat resemble the script format when curling, ftping, hgeting or viewing source. The idea is that you should be able to read this without a web browser.
I made this for myself.
The html output looks ugly without css.
You probably shouldnt supply it with files that are not made for scric.
First two lines and #subheaders cannot be longer than page-width.
