on people visiting and friends moving away and getting old and silent films from the 1920s, and pictures of miscellaneous humans, etc.

Hey Kids! Here is a thing. The thing is a post which we are posting. I have a lot to dither about so buckle your sea-tbelts of your sea-cars, MER-MEN and MER-MAIDS! Also, we hope you're having a positively delightful time existing lately.

 Here it is, hot out of the oven of my computer,  drizzled with battery fluid for that extra snappy little zing. 

SO 

Woolly wandy! You are a ware that we posted a post last year on our trip to Big Bend and it didn't make much sense but that's fine and stuff and the trip to Big Bend was a Thanking/Giving Thanksgiving outing which we do prolly erry year. 

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Mushy Marshgan! We're going back there this year! And it will be tinged with the glamour and awesome of our buddy, EVA, who we intend on kidnapping there because she just moved to Marfa. We helped her pack up and move and on the way home from Eva's house  Gus got snot all over me but it was fine because I was crying too then we went to barton springs and then underwater it felt like no one was there  at the pool or the Austin or the Marfa or the world and there was no time passing or any time to pass, but it was also kind of nice and then above the water it didn't feel like that. 

The GPA (eva) we speak of, costumed like Frida Kahlo because of her striky resemblance with the dame. Photo by Bus

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Flocking Frankler! Why now is the time we are saying this about Thanksgiving? We just rented our house-cycles (temporary home devices) for staying there, so yes we did.

AND

Below are some manifestations of camera clicking which are from last year's Big Bending

photo by Rat

I'm paintang a paintang of this lil pic, and it's my first oil panting ever ever and it's not good yet....

photo by Rat

Here's the personification of the word dignified, dolled up in mommy-crocheted beagle ears and a terribly delightfully awful book called Mariah Loves Rock!

photo by Rat

Miminy! 

photo by Falerie Vowler (Valerie Fowler, rat's maternal parent)

Anyways: My brother, Flexnit on Demand, also referred to as Idiot Sir Stupider than Everyone (Felix), just turned sixteen and also got a learner's permit for use in a driving machine. SO that happened to him. Subliminal message: WOW, big whoop! I care!

 

Bus and I, Rat, whent to Buffalough Essschange, and she pirchessed some lil white sneakers then we drew on them assorted objects with sharpie marker devices. THEN she wore them to a camp called Camp Shakespeare and then I saw the performance which was the fruit of the camp and it was a performance of Macbeth and it was really amazing and she was and continues to be able to scream really loudly and be really good at acting.

photo by Rat

photo by Rat

Towel face (pelt) has new glasses.

photo by Rat

Above is my beautiful porcelain doll cousin who is endlessly chic. Her name is Chilly Chic (she does not know this). Her not-fake name is Natalia. She visited and we went on an outing where we pointed cameras at our various respective selves.

photo by Rat

These are Bus' lil oxfords. They match her teeth and toes and that's that. It is necessary to own shoes which accomplish this for you! Make note, zombies!

photo by Rat

photo by Rat

photo by Rat

Natalia's lil oxford buddies which, predictably, also match her teeth and toes because she is Chilly Chic!

 

photo by Rat

Gnatalia is a savvy shoppette. Purse is Jason Wu for Target! 
 Fon-say!

photo by Natalia

We are slipping on our coffee with straws!

photo by Bus

photo by Rat's paternal parent, Brine Bette (Brian Beattie)

ALSO! I costumed/consulted/art directed a music video for the fabulous buddy and singer and musician and songstress, Aimee Bobruk, who is positively fabulous! It's upcoming (and uppity and up up and away) for her also upcoming album,,, which my dad produced. As you can see, in this photograph, I am being a distracted morona with satan eyes, while Aimee is a dapper man straight out of the 1920s. The song which the video is for is called Two of a Kind and it's beautiful and I'm so happy I'm doing stuff like this with people like this because I want to do this lots. Will we post the video when we grow up/it comes out? YES

Anyewayes, my dearest Graw Kay, Grace London, recently broke my heart in half by moving to California (though it was because her dad got a job there, so therefore was reasonable and doesn't amount to her running away from me). We played musics together in our now deadish band, The Little Galaxy, and she is awesome and everyone will love her wherever she goes. Lil' sparkle. And also, if you recall, our other friend moved away so double death whammy!

Below is one of those photos that I like because keep reading. It was taken at one of our gigs over the summer, at the Whip In, center for people who eat great Indian Food and attend live music. Whoa, I'm playing there on the 15th of September? WHO KNEW! 

photo by Rat's paternal parent, Brine Bette (Brian Beattie)

But before she left, she stayed at my home for a while and in that time,  we went to Uncommon Objects, the place on South Congress where there are old things sold, and I purchased some photos of people I do not related to in my self.

Above is a boy with a bowl haircut, petting a cat, next to a rock. Ominous!

I appreciate the striped guy, and it looks like the world around them is hot, like it is now, because it's snowing of course in Austin, Texas, the universe, my house, in August, and September, a million degrees o'clock. 

It is not snowing. It is not snowing.

It is snot snowing. It is snot snowing. It is snowing snot.

I am Sally I am Sally I am Sally

I am not Sally I am not Sally

This: I like it when there are pictures where only some people know a picture is being taken and some are only vaguely aware and some don't know and some aren't caring and so then it's partially candid and so I think, "Well, I, like, it, when, that, happens." 

Ratsy

Goat Camouflage No Big Deal?

We are nots smart. We have not written on our blog for three whole months! Wow! That's because we have been in the summer time and we kids get so very busy and travelly and make-stuff-y and worky that we don't write our blog for three months, which is quite silly, but also, you know, the way that the thing is. The thing called the way the summer goes. On about. 

So we have engaged in many things this summer and that's funny bunny! But we won't go into detail. Okay here are the deets! Rat has been interning/student-teachering at The Stitch Lab to help little 7-to-eleven-year-old buddies to make sock monkeys and so forth, a local fabric store that's local owned in this general locality. We are locavores. Like rabbits! They only eat in their own towns! And since we eat fabric, there's the big kicker! 

Anyways, Rat interned there and then went home and made tons of clothes (close) and then she got really good at it, and she also did that! And then I, Bus, made some too, but not very many and not as good...Oh well of that! So yes. Then we shoved Emmerf (Emma, the fairy princess from our last photo-shoot), our dear amie, into the corner that Rat covered in newsprint friendy papers and hung little squeaky white sculptures with fishing line and threw/threw some clothes (close) on her because she was naked and that just wouldn't do! Then I did weird things, including, twirly ironing, and flowers to her hair (HURR) and we maked her up! And then documented this whole ordeal with a camera device! And that's the way the cupcake finds its eternal mate/a photoshoot is! So here are them results you've been scanning through the text for and not really reading it (the text)! See you in the next part of the computer screen!

Here's a bad picture of Erf (Emma, resident fairy princess/pegasus power unicorn) and I, Bus!

Here are our supplies! That we used to makes clothes (close) out of! You'll need:

an empty altoids tin with nothing in it, coffee, a bandana, and a sueing mach-ine

Here are those very supplies, closer (clotheser) up, blurrier and bigger! Get a whiff of that crazy business!

The shirt was made by Rat Man! Peplums are suddenly your friends, because that's fine that we're a blogger that makes you adopt our opinions! 

We did some fun camera stuff with the camera from last time we talked in that other paragraph! That sentence sucked. It was sucky. Love, Ramona, who is editing this.

This is the wonderfully great back of the siiiiirt! It has red piping! 

Next is a shirt that I made with some Goodwill Clearance Center business and the skirt was made by Rat with Stitch Lab fabric depicting salad greens for all to share! The belt is from June's City-Wide Garage Sale (which is a fabu place to dress yourself from)! So are the shoes! There were ONE DOLLAR! Rat owns them. Alack the day!

"You could get a pretty penny for those locks," snickered that old sheep man!

The next look is one with a shirt made out of a sheet and painted by the Bus Machine which is just something that I said that actually means ME and some pantaloons from Forever 911 and some sparkly golden loafers from Modcloth, which is our new FAVORITE! Have a fun peruse! 

That's the baby back! 

Those they are the loafairs! 

And now for an outfit with a shirt made and painted by Rat and a skirt made by R(E)AT using algebra(s)! WHOA!

You're now in for an UMPALOOPA suit! IT CRAY! Lord love a duck! Ramona made both the top and the shorts and the booties are from Urban Outfitters, long before the boycott, before they were stupid becoming back when you were allowed to shop there! 

That's the the tulip back. That sounds like an insult! 

That's Erf's back! It's sounds beautiful! 

    This assortment of necklaces is an assortment. That's all you need and should want to know.                       

Now, for a final thing, I present the final outfit thing! This top was made by me using this Fleur de Lis stencil that my mom got for no monies from this person who sold her a stencil which we painted her office floor with (another excuse to not blog!). Anyways. The skirt? Whoa! That looks familiar! SAMESIES! 

Neck time kids!

This is the set that Rat made in her mommy's art painter girl studio! Her mother, as you can see, is wonderful at an art s. THAT EXPLAINS A LOT...

All gone now. Bye, I guess. We won't miss you, you stupid thing that no one likes. That's mean, but sometimes the truth is the best medicine for acne!

Okay well I guess that's the end of that. Have a nice visit I hope you have haved. Expect some stuff that comes with not disappearing again for three months! Oh! Rat and I are going to different schools next year unfortunately! She is going to an art s place, McCallum to be an visual artette. And I am going to school myself in a parking lot outside of an Big Lots sitting down. That is a sad but facty fact. So think about it and feel pain.