Time to go to sleep… night night people!
Also: well… that’s weird…
Photograph: Carrie Fisher sitting in a trashcan, NYC 1980 by Douglas Kirkland
Apparently Carrie Fisher liked siting in trashcans…
…and she never made the mistake to make a fool of herself by taking herself too seriously. 
Time to go to sleep… night night people!
Also: wow, that’s a lot…
…of hair.
Photograph: the Vokes family in New York, 1872 or 1873.
The Vokes family was a set of three sisters, a brother and an actor very popular in the pantomime theatres of the 1870s London. They also toured overseas to the USA in several occasions, with great success. The Vokes remained a powerhorse of pantomime until the 1880s when the genre was evolving and their dance routines and shows began looking outdated.
(Now try and imagine the upkeep of such thick heads of hair with just rainwater and brushes…)
So I’m not going to login each time you decide to post Frostpacker this or that…
It’s pointless!
Be aware it effects me more than you think!
Dock up, hydrate, and re-engage tomorrow. I’ll still be here causing trouble.
But honestly if it takes 30 drinks to face me, I may need to lower the difficulty setting.
Why are you scared of me Frostpup?
You do realise that I am your guardian angel , right?
Too much AI
You’re starting to look fake!
Fake? I prefer strategically enhanced by advanced Jovian technology and dangerously well rendered.
But, keep looking at me like that and something expensive might happen.
Well, I’m still practicing with AI and I don’t want to pay for extra stuff, so this will be it for today…
Here Yiole certainly looks gigantic by the Fazmarai cuties… also the AI got the concept of Indahmawar’s stockings right on the first try.
But the eye colors are a complete fail. No hazelnut eyes for Ish, no green eyes for Indah… and Ish should look more Asian.. and, and, and…
The tall woman wearing yellow just needs to have the same hips as that shorter woman wearing all black but is rocking some decent hips.
/ please inform AI Artist to make the switch pronto.
Forums feel different when half the regulars are gone.
Some of you liked the chaos, some of you hated it, and a few of you were absolutely convinced I was an AI running on caffeine and bad decisions.
I’m still me, Zaera. Just not sure the stage is the same anymore.
Maybe I’ll post again someday if things get interesting.
Until then, behave yourselves.
(Actually don’t. This is EVE.)
Have a good one, Zaera.
You can’t leave until you pay me!
That’s the Hairy Übermensch, a philosophical equivalent to the Marie Sue, whose nemesis is a lit match.
And now I’m off to bed, to try and sleep. Night night lovelies!
Also: the women think of being her…
…the men couldn’t care less.
Photograph: a bride climbing the stairs to Saint Roch church, Paris, 1952, by Edouard Boubat
Oh, and she cares of not stepping on her skirt.
PS: my mother still haves her wedding gown. We all agree to wonder how in heavens did she fit inside, specially since it’s physically impossible that she is taller now than then…
The world: full of scammers, griefers and thieves looking for fools to part from their money.
My father: HERE HERE HERE!! HEEELLLOOO!!! 
Today I’ve come home back from work and my father was on a totally-not-sus telephone call with a random mobile number pretending to be assistance from a bank, about a supposed charge from an account opened to his name without his permission, and he already had installed a “Bank protection app” from WhatsApp… I’ve removed the app (googled as a well known trojan), installed a reputable antivirus (Sophos Intercept X Mobile) on his phone and now I’ll tell him to keep an eye on their bank accounts from the PC, not the smartphone.
Dunno what would have happen if I was late, or the phone call had laster longer, or my father had managed to follow smartphone instructions and the scammers got their catch…
