June 9, 2023

It was a rare occasion when the whole family gathered for an outing. My father-in-law, a mothman of considerable stature and renown, had flown over from his house up the street to join us. He was eager to see his children, who adored him and his stories of adventure and mystery. We took his wife the jackelope, who was due for a checkup, to the vet. She was healthy and happy, and the vet complimented us on her shiny fur and antlers.

Dinner tonight was Mermaid homemade Ramen and Blueberry pie, much to our great pleasure. Finished the night with an episode of Vera to digest with.

#mothman #cryptidfamily #jume092023 #vera

June 8, 2023

Tonight was a night of miracles. My mother-in-law, who had lived in a foggy world for so long, saw the light again. She underwent a surgery that replaced her clouded eye with a clear one, a gift from a human doctor who defied the laws of nature and compassion.

She had been losing her sight gradually, ever since she was a young jackalope. She blamed it on the harsh sun, the dusty wind, the polluted water. She said it was a curse from the gods, a punishment for her sins. She said she deserved it, for she had seen too much horror and sorrow in her life.

She had seen her mate killed by a hunter’s bullet, her children taken away by coyotes, her friends starve or freeze to death. She had seen the destruction of her home, the invasion of her land, the extinction of her kind. She had seen little but darkness and despair.

But my wife loved her dearly, and she wanted to give her one last chance to see the beauty of the world. She had heard of a human doctor who could perform miracles with his tools and machines.

@maximillian_deersteak and I escorted her to the doctor’s office, which was hidden in a small town near our burrow. We sneaked in at night, when the streets were empty and the lights were dim. The doctor was expecting us. He greeted us warmly and led us inside.

He asked her if she was ready. She nodded, nervously but courageously. He gave her some drops that numbed her eye. Then he used a laser to cut open her eye and take out the cataract. It felt strange but not unbearable. Then he inserted a new lens that looked like a tiny crystal. He sealed the cut with another laser and put a bandage over her eye.

After a brief healing period everything was clear and bright and colorful. She saw the doctor’s face, his kind eyes, his gentle smile. She saw Max and me, my furry ears, her twitching tail, our loving gazes.

We left the doctor’s office with a new sense of wonder and awe. We walked back to our burrow under the cover of night, but we felt like we were walking in daylight. We saw things we had never seen before, or had forgotten how to see. We saw the shapes and colors and textures of the world.

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#jackalope
#cataractsurgery #doodle #CryptidLife

June 07, 2023 at 01:32PM

Listening to an old episode of Bonanza while working in my office, and I heard mention of “tarantula juice” , so I did a quick look up during leftover taco lunch, and it is more interesting than I’d hoped.

“For those settlers, miners and prospectors living on the east slope of the Sierra Nevada, the local drink of choice was “Tarantula Juice.” This home-brewed beverage imparted a nasty “bite” due to the strychnine added to it. Strychnine is a poison, but in the early 19th century French scientists had promoted a diluted strychnine/prussic acid mixture as a cure for pulmonary disorders. In lethal doses, strychnine kills quickly.

In Carson Valley, traders purchased a strychnine solution in Placerville, California and then added it to what they called “gin.” Carson Valley gin was wood grain alcohol made from turpentine, oil of vitriol, rosin and essence of laurel. Sometime around 1852, local Nevada fiddle player “Dutch Nick” Ambrose added prussic acid as well as tobacco oil to his concoction and called it Tarantula Juice.

Strychnine is an alkaloid and probably produced an effect similar to the drug methamphetamine. The erratic bursts of nervous energy coupled with heavy alcohol consumption often resulted in violence. The moniker “Tarantula” alluded to more than the drink’s bite.

Historian C.W. Bayer wrote, “As the pleasurable effects of the strychnine whiskey wore off, muscle spasms set in and the celebrant’s skin would crawl as if covered by dozens of baby tarantulas. The name seems to have derived because men ordered two tumblers. The second tumbler remained for early morning — so as to combat the muscle spasms, the lockjaw. Left upon the table until midnight, a spare tumbler of the ‘juice’ killed off the baby tarantulas — that feeling of small hairy arms creeping upon the flesh as limbs began to stiffen.”

Mark Twain mentions miners afflicted with these “spiders” in his book “Roughing It.”

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June 06, 2023 at 07:22PM

As the moon rose high in the sky, casting its silver light upon the world below, I emerged from the shadows to prepare our meal. With practiced ease and stealthy grace, I gathered the ingredients: beans, veggie meat, flour tortillas, shredded cheese, taco seasoning and taco sauce. The aroma of spices filled the air as I heated up the beans and veggie meat in a pan and added the taco seasoning. Then I warmed up the tortillas and assembled the burritos with care, spooning the beans and veggie meat onto the tortillas, adding shredded cheese and a drizzle of taco sauce before rolling them up. The result was a symphony of flavors, a satisfying and healthy meal that even cryptids like @maximillian_deersteak and myself could enjoy. (If I do say so myself)

#domesticmonsterlife #mermaid #cryptid #tacotuesday #kissthecook #doodles #northbeachmd #june062023 #quickandeasymeals https://instagr.am/p/CtKs2M6M2gz/


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June 05, 2023 at 06:33PM

Today was the day I had to really dig in and pack up my man cave / office. It had been a long time since I last used this room, as it had become mostly a storage space for things I didn’t need or want anymore. It was a mess of boxes, bags, and piles of stuff about which I had long forgotten.

I am still sorting through the room, just taking a break on the couch before dinner. I look around the room, feeling a mix of emotions. I have spent hours sorting through my belongings, deciding what to keep, what to donate, what to trash. It is to a degree a bittersweet process, saying goodbye to things that have once been part of my life, but now only hold me back. I also feel a sense of relief, knowing that some of my things will make someone else happy. I still have a long way to go before I am finished, but I’ve made a decent start. Moving can be stressful, but also exciting.

I’m looking forward to having more room, and stuff well organized for a change.

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