The Human Night.
This crucifix I've had since the Uruguay trip before this last one. Ermagha, you can't even tell but I've curved it.
Of course this meant I had to look it up. This led me to an article called The wombat's cubic poop is one of nature's weirdest superpowers on a very interesting on line journal of geekery called io9. ("Giant prehistoric krakens may have sculpted self-portraits using ichthyosaur bones" 'Dafuq?)Now I'm even more enamored of wombats, if only for their "enormous storage capacity" for poop. However, still looks like regular poop to me.
Other finds from io9. What happens when you play cypress hill through a squid fin:
And what it would sound like if DMX combined forces with Reading Rainbow. WARNING: this is really offensive and sez the n-word and my hubs thinks I should take it down.
STOP. LOOK. SHUT 'EM DOWN OPEN UP A BOOK. - The Ruff Readerz Anthem
OK, I'll stop now. Back to pendants.
No More Than.
Finally fixed this one. I know you were waiting with baited breath.
See da gold edge?
I feel like this is really a supply... er, a supply pendant. I mean, there's TWO loops. You can hang it with a dangle, you can put it on your wrist, it's totes up to you. You can scrub your toilet with it.
But yeah, more resin! Had me a buncha set stones in no time. Well, in some time, but without bezel burnishing. Cuz ugh.
What would you call this style Mary is depicted in here? 50s cartooney?
I had this one bracelet up a while back that really wasn't working.