Doll head

Instead of blogging, I have been making weird dolls and lumpy bears out of old t-shirts. I am well on my way to being the dude who made a stuffed animal every day for 365 days, whom I would link to were his web site not in some 401 error hell zone at the moment, except that it usually takes me two days, which has so far only brought me to a total of four days.

If you ever plan to make your own stuffed animal, the rules are:

1) Do not learn anything about making stuffed animals or sewing. Just try to make one based on what you already know, which is probably nothing.
2) Do not be hurt if you hand one to a baby, and she says "weiiird," a word she has never used before, and hands it back to you with a scowl.
3) When you finish your first one, feel comforted by the fact that after the apocalypse, if you can still find rags and a sewing needle, you will be able to barter stuffed animals to zombies for dented cans, that is, if there is a market for homely toys during a nuclear winter. As a side note, once you are over 35, always decide whether any new pastime has currency in a post apocalyptic scenario. If it doesn't, consider moving on.