Posted in Guest, Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

Origami Turtle

Mr. C. Cow and Marslean went to the park today. I stayed behind to catch up on paperwork. When I say “catching up on paperwork” it’s usually me trying to do something constructive but making origami turtles instead. Today I, actually, did important paperwork for Bishop. I’m hoping that, if I finish all of the desk jockey work, he’ll tell me where he keeps buying all of his giant travel coffee mugs.

Marslean has been wanting to travel with us on occasion and has been practicing her postcard writing skills. To get a bit of practice in she decided to write me a postcard describing their trip to the park.

Dear Tipsy, 

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Greetings From The Park!

Mr. C. Cow and I went to the park the other day so I could practice my flying. It was “interesting” to say the least. I thought that the park would be a good practice spot and Mr. C. wanted to be there for moral flying support. While I was doing my amazing feats of aerial spins without hitting any trees, Mr. C. Cow kept sneaking off. I’m yelling “Did you see that incredible barrel roll?!!??” and he’s nowhere to be found. Moments later he would appear with a veggie dog or a cookie in his mouth.

“See my loop-de-loop? Mr. C.? Hey…Where are you!!??”

Moments Later….

“Wooo..get a load of my birdlike diving skills!!!”

“Munch…Munch…Munch…..Neato!”. (Eating a bag of popcorn)

This went on for well over an hour. After I was done with my practice I realized that Mr. C. Cow was nowhere to be found….again! Where was he wandering off to? Where was he getting all of the food? Why wasn’t I offered a snack? So many questions that I wanted answered! Flying high into the air I was on the lookout for a cow carrying snack foods.

After ten or so minutes I spotted him outside of a park refreshments stand buying lemonade. While I’m practicing my soaring skills he’s busy stuffing his face full of peanuts and french fries. This doesn’t seem fair and it kinda hurt my feelings. I needed to tell him how I felt but didn’t want him to get all upset. A cow crying in his cotton candy is not only sticky but sad.

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Is this where Mr. C. Cow found all of those nachos?

I sat him down and explained that he said he would cheer me on while I practiced but I felt that he thought food was more important than friendship. Mr. C. Cow started to tear up (I moved the cotton candy a cry-safe distance from his face) and apologized for his behavior. His stomachs got the best of him! We hugged and I explained that it was ok. Sometimes our stomach wins when we’re very hungry. In a surprising move, Mr. C. Cow pulled out a snack bag of food he had been buying me the entire time. He knew I would be starving when I was finished and had thought of me. Apples. Sticks of gum. A salad with extra cucumbers. Mr. C. Cow might seem like he’s not paying attention at times but he always means the best. No one could ask for a better friend.

Your ponycorn friend, 

Marslean

I am so glad that Marslean and Mr. C. Cow worked out their differences. He is always thinking with his stomachs and sometimes doesn’t realize that he’s being a tad bit rude. At least he shared!

I should be getting back to my paperwork. One cannot ask Bishop where he gets his travel mugs if one does not finish their work.

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Photos Taken In Second Life By Me

Second Life Location: Hardwood Park (M)

A big thank you to Marslean for helping out with this weeks postcard. Please show her some love and check out her website Marslean’s World”. 

 

 

 

 

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Posted in News, Real Life

Pain In My Paw

I hurt my paw hand the other day. I was doing a lot of things with my right paw/hand/whatever and my paw was like “Umm…Tipsy…can you slow it down a wee bit? I’m kinda tired!”. I didn’t pay that much attention to it at the time but now I can’t help but give it a lot of attention. It hurts! Mr. C. Cow has rubbed it. Bishop gave me a bag of frozen peas to put on it. Marslean looked up something called “acu-smacking”. Acu-punching? Puncture? I’m not exactly sure what it’s called but it’s suppose to help.

My paw hurt has made me really sad this week. We can’t drive far in the camper because it hurts to grip the wheel. I can’t expect Mr. C. to do all of the driving. It’s not fair to him. (He also gets tired real easy and tries to drive with his mouth. Safety tip: don’t drive with your mouth!)

To cheer me up Bishop gave me a bunch of photos he found in a safety manual so Mr. C. Cow and I could try to guess what they mean. He knows us so well!

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Moonwalking on a beam is STRICTLY PROHIBITED!

I think that, deep down underneath all that bear fur, Bishop thinks it’s funny when we try to make up our own safety sign meanings. He probably doesn’t think it’s funny when we do it in his shop but doesn’t mind if we do it sitting on the couch.

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1. Beware of mean steaks while walking on rocks.  2. When lightning and a lock love each other very much they end up with a screen baby.  3. Red buttons sometimes need band aids when pushed too hard. 

I’m going to go get another frozen bag of veggies to put on my paw. This bag of peas is starting to melt and it’s making Mr. C. Cow hungry. If I keep it on any longer I’m afraid he’s going to steal it and make soup.

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1. If you try to break up the love between lightning and a lock they will drop a beam on your head.  2. Don’t play with buttons while someones trying to jump over sharp rocks.  3. Be sure to use the proper wrench while taking a splinter out of a finger. 

“Tipsy” Cerulean

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Pushing buttons will not make guitar picks and soda tabs fall from the conveyor god in the sky. Ask nicely. 

I want to thank my husband who is the real life Bishop (and character model) for the safety photos. He’s not a polar bear in real life but some might mistake him for one. Especially when he’s wearing a hard hat.

I did hurt my hand from spending an entire day typing postcard related stuff, photo editing, and drawing for my other site “Lizzy Zilla”. I have to learn that one cannot draw three comics, do a postcard post, photo edit, AND all the other stuff I have to do in one day. My advice? If you’re hand yells at you to take a break TAKE A BREAK!

Also want to thank my daughter who is the model with which I base the character of Marslean after. She really did look up acupuncture stuff. Please check out her photography website HERE as a big thank you!

Posted in Nature, Park, Tourist Attraction

All About The Squid

Mr. C. Cow and I went to an underwater aquarium today and found that we were in desperate need of a lesson on the differences between an octopus and a squid. Not because we were writing a paper on the subject. Not because we were trying to impress someone with conversation. More on the lines of having to know what to yell when we were confronted by this:

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Mega Whale Vs. Giant Squid!

When confronted by two giants of the deep grappling to the death it’s kinda important to know which animal is which. It’s also very important to back slowly away from the aquarium glass just in case of a tail or whatever smashing into it. I didn’t bring scuba gear (Mr. C. Cow, strangely enough, had brought scuba gear) and I didn’t feel like getting my hair wet do to some sort of sea life spat.

Differences (And Similarities) Between Squids And Octopuses (And Other Such Things) As Figured Out By Tipsy And Mr. C. Cow

Squids have a triangle-shaped head. An octopus has a round head. I have a small head with big hair. Mr. C. Cow has a cow head.

An octopus lives in a den on the sea floor. A squid likes to hang out in the open waters. Mr. C. Cow and myself live in a camper when not at home.

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This is a squid.

Both a squid and an octopus use “jet propulsion” to get around. We use gas we get at the gas station.

A squid has a structure that acts as a backbone and an octopus does not. Do not tell an octopus that it doesn’t have “a backbone” in a mean way as they are not too happy when called names. Being crushed by an octopus does not sound like a great idea.

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Yup. Still A Squid.

We decided, after watching the squid and the whale go at it like some sort of underwater death match, that we might want to leave and come back to the aquarium at a later date. When a squid and a whale fight like that I’m always afraid that some innocent bystanders (namely ourselves) will get hurt on accident. It’s not like I’ve been to many squid/whale fights but leaving just seemed like the logical thing to do.

I wonder what they were fighting about….

“Tipsy” Cerulean

Second Life Location: Abyss Observatory (G)

Special thank you to Marslean for helping us edit our photo postcards today. Please go and check out her website “Marslean’s World“!