Occupied.
Holding a coffee cup in one and petting Bandit with the other. He’s playing “lap warmer” this morning while I post here and read the paper on my tablet.
I recently underwent a hand spa treatment. It is a time tested process where your hands are thoroughly coated with Turkey fat as you carve the freshly roasted bird. My hands have never looked better. My cat liked them too.
Covered in regret.
My eyes are looking; my hands are holding.
Hey @carl669 how are my hands looking right now?
/image The Pale Man
@Pavlov This made me think of the Stephen King short story ‘I am the Doorway.’
Occupied.
Holding a coffee cup in one and petting Bandit with the other. He’s playing “lap warmer” this morning while I post here and read the paper on my tablet.
I recently underwent a hand spa treatment. It is a time tested process where your hands are thoroughly coated with Turkey fat as you carve the freshly roasted bird. My hands have never looked better. My cat liked them too.
@accelerator
Dry. It’s hard to fingerprint me. Some touchscreens don’t register accurately. Not as cracked as before, but could use a lot of improvement.
@Salanth At her previous job my mom was used to test the fingerprinting machine due to the condition of her fingers.
@Salanth @yakkoTDI
What kind of job was that? And who did she work for? Just interested.
Naked. My hands are scandalously naked right now.
I know as to whom blood on my hands belongs. Or rather, the blood is now mine by right of conquest.
My hands look like raisins.
They’ve looked like that forever. Greasy though.
This winter is my first as an old lady (iykyk) and my hands are suddenly dry like never before. It’s ridiculous.