Cactuspilled graftmaxxer

 

I've just written something about a really esoteric pursuit of mine, except I wrote it for the dozens of fellow cactus grafting nerds on the internet, meaning it has no glossing or explanations for normals. I posted it free for all to read on my ko-fi.

After I wrote it, I thought to myself, "I wonder what it would be like to read this as the person I was before I became a cactuspilled graftmaxxer." Probably gibberish! Maybe I will adapt it into a more accessible essay, but life has a way of saying "eh, maybe not".

Zigged when I shoulda zagged

 Not a comic, but this is my site & I can post cactus pictures if I feel like it.

Upon the land

 

"We should say cactus things."

"Go hug yourself! Is that something?"

"The thingness is not in question. But is it a cactus something?"

(Tiny landscape cultivated and arranged by Andrew Livingston, who is also me.)

(CrustaceanSingles presents: Red Guy and Blue Guy, where the 'guy's are gender-neutral and the colors are an accident of birth, not a sign of political or sports affiliation. And they change shape! It's fun.)

Growth

 

Spiny lines of questioning

 

A journey through the desert

 

It never is

 

We are friends

 

The secret

 

Come over the garden wall

 Go ahead, punk. Make my day.

Knowledge and sentiment

 

I mean... Probably. Definitely.

Prickly Pete

 

I live many lives.

Achievement appeasement

 

 

Pretending to water my cacti is self-care.

Perfectly punctual in every way

 

Cactus counsel

 

Creative cultivation

 

The subject of today's Remake Monday was first posted on 2016-01-17.

Nothing actually changes at midnight

 

Smothering

 

Shrugs in the desert

Subjective secret