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Day 20,738

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/13

Seeing if I can crib the new design for the Salem RidgeYaks in my own style, just for the fun of it. Maybe I’ll get a tshirt made up to wear to a game? Images are, 1. my doodle,2. actual design, and then 3. a more direct replica of the logo to make into stickers … Continue reading Day 20,738 →

Snow! Salem Ridgeyaks!

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/10

A surprise sprinkling of snow drifted in before sunrise, soft and quiet as a held breath. Just a dusting – the kind that doesn’t quite stick but still turns the world silvery for a blink. The air held that hush that only snow brings, a sound thinner than silence. Later, as twilight settled in, the … Continue reading Snow! Salem Ridgeyaks! →

Dinner nosh

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/09

A variant on this https://www.lemontreedwelling.com/jalapeno-popper-wonton-cups/ Made in the style of buffalo chicken dip, but with jackfruit, in wonton Also played a little Dead Island 2 on ps5 – free if you already pay for plus https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dead_Island_2

My Shelfie

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/08

Day 20,733

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/08

🌊 Carvins Cove, November Carvins Cove keeps its own kind of time. Out there, just beyond the last of the city’s neighborhoods, the world hushes itself. The reservoir stretches wide and still, a mirror for the gray sky. A few brown leaves drift across the surface like tiny boats heading nowhere in particular. The air … Continue reading Day 20,733 →

Day 20,732

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/07

🍂 Explore Park, November Explore Park sits at that “edge of the world”-feeling spot, where the Blue Ridge Parkway dips its shoulder toward the valley. November has folded itself over the trees like a faded quilt, russet, smoke, a whisper of frost along the grass. The cabins there lean with the kind of contentment you … Continue reading Day 20,732 →

HOA meeting

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/06

Community Support Initiatives– Providing food and assistance to families in need since 1993.– Operating a store where qualified individuals can choose items for free.– Offering various volunteer opportunities and ways to support the community. Youth Fundraising Activities– Friend’s grandson’s baseball team conducting leaf removal as a fundraiser.– Donations-only service, teaching youth the value of earning … Continue reading HOA meeting →

Day 20,731

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/06

Miniature Graceland(Roanoke Notes, November 6, 2025) There’s a little patch of Roanoke that hums softly with the ghost of Elvis, not through jukebox speakers or velvet paintings, but through plywood, shingles, and love. Tiny Graceland still stands, or maybe leans, out there on the edge of Don Epperly’s old yard, the grass curling up around … Continue reading Day 20,731 →

Day 20,730 – Roanoke spoken word

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/05

Roanoke is completely surrounded by mountains. When you stand here beneath the Star,and let your eyes settle over the valley,the body knows something before the mind does. You can feel the land gathering around you.The ridges rising and folding like the slow breath of the earth. This place is held.Not confined.Held. The mountains don’t close … Continue reading Day 20,730 – Roanoke spoken word →

Day 20,729

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/04

🌀 Spiral in the Sky – November 4, 2025 Evening blue fading over Mill Mountain, the trees whispering a little before full dark, and there – a bright curl hung above the rooftops. A soft “S” shape, glowing faintly like someone had drawn it in moonlight and then let it drift. For a minute, it … Continue reading Day 20,729 →

Dick Cheney Dead

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/11/04

The world is a slightly better place today.

Day 20,719

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/10/25

🕯️ #mabsdrawlloweenclub2025 – Day 25: Ghost Rider 🕯️ Out beyond the picket fence and the whispering graves, a pale horse gallops where the road forgets itself. The rider is lighter than smoke, flowing hair tangled in the wind of another world. Moonlight catches in her outline like frost on glass – she doesn’t stir the … Continue reading Day 20,719 →

More dumb info re: me

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/10/24

Another random #scottfact – I refreshed my knowledge of Morse code to get my ham radio license. (It is no longer needed to get one.) I initially learned it to get my Signs, Signals and Codes badge in Boy Scouts when I was a kid. https://filestore.scouting.org/filestore/Merit_Badge_ReqandRes/Pamphlets/Signs%20Signals%20Codes.pdf

Day 20,718

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/10/24

🎃 #mabsdrawlloweenclub2025 – Day 24: Candy Creep 🍬 There’s always one little lurker at the bottom of the treat bowl. You know the one – quiet, patient, maybe fuzzy around the edges, with wide, sugar-shocked eyes. Tonight’s “Candy Creep” peeks from behind crinkly wrappers and peppermint armor, waiting for a lull in the trick-or-treat traffic … Continue reading Day 20,718 →

Happy Fallout Day

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/10/23

I wish I had a penny for every install of fallout 4. I’d wager it would be at least quarter mil. Too bad Bethesda doesn’t do residuals. I think I got maybe $500 for voice work for them total? (Hell, I imagine Skyrim would give me 7 figures at a penny a pop)

Day 20,717

The Scotto Grotto (org) ·

2025/10/23

🕸️ #mabsdrawlloweenclub2025 – Day 23: Web Tonight’s forest feels alive with quiet industry – threads stretching from branch to branch, spun silver catching the faintest ember-glow of dusk. Somewhere, in the still air between the trees, a patient architect works. No rush. The night has plenty of time. There’s something about the organic symmetry of … Continue reading Day 20,717 →

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