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Arlette
@arletterocks.bsky.social
Half sprezzatura, half wabi sabi, half cockamamie, all chaos Muppet. An adequate motorcyclist and a terrible dancer. She/her.
After weeks and weeks of prep in my automotive painting class (fighting with and cleaning an under-maintained sandblast cabinet, mostly) I have finally powder coated something!
November 26, 2025 at 7:11 AM
That’s my boy!
November 3, 2025 at 7:42 PM
The welding teacher teased me about whether I’d have any MiG welds done today, so I banged out a third of the sheet and got all nines out of ten. (Brady’s never been observed giving a perfect score.) Whew.
October 14, 2025 at 10:20 PM
Buddy fell asleep spooning my leg last night.
October 9, 2025 at 12:51 AM
My plug welds sure got better once we put on a new spool and the wire started feeding right. Lookit that center one!
September 19, 2025 at 6:21 PM
It’s either the judgy face or the “You couldn’t possibly tell a face this innocent that he can’t have another round of gravy on his food??” one my friend also sent.
September 4, 2025 at 12:49 AM
The friend who is catsitting Buddy sent a photo of him being fed exactly to spec but being judgy anyway.
September 4, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Remember last year when I got on a tear about yet another late-19th-century Western landscape photographer and was like UGH WHAT’S THE CLOSEST CARLETON WATKINS TO WHERE I LIVE?! Today I just shortened the answer from “the Pardee Museum by my apartment” to “my apartment” with this 1870s stereograph.
September 2, 2025 at 10:55 PM
“Colorado is so outdoorsy” oh yeah why am I the only one at this restaurant drinking beer on the patio
September 2, 2025 at 10:50 PM
September 1, 2025 at 3:42 AM
I was only window shopping, I swear, but I was looking at Craigslist and accidentally tripped and fell.
August 30, 2025 at 4:07 AM
just tipsy enough to properly appreciate my friend’s KTM track bike
August 16, 2025 at 2:17 AM
Well, that was the most intense game of Find the Leak Source I’ve ever played.
August 12, 2025 at 3:25 AM
He’s not a motorcycle but Buck is still the most beautiful truck in the world
July 26, 2025 at 8:17 AM
Buck the Truck project status: After running all over for two sets of brake wheel cylinders that didn’t fit, it’s a relief to find that the unicorn 4.10 truck axle that surfaced at the last minute is smooth and tight and clean as a whistle!
July 26, 2025 at 3:21 AM
It wasn’t a true gay bar (weak drinks, slow service, only one bartender), just their drag night. Anyway I’m happy to be back in Oakland with a bonus pizza slice and a surgically poured IPA.
July 18, 2025 at 4:40 AM
I have a couple pairs of old red Alpinestars Victory boots and these Super Victory reissues I rarely wear because they are easily 90 times cooler than I am
June 28, 2025 at 3:09 AM
Once again I would like to wish the KLR650 choke plunger nut a sincere fuck you for living in a spot where you can barely get a wrench around it and have to reposition the wrench after every quarter turn.
June 28, 2025 at 1:21 AM
Ohh, when most people say “camping” they mean “tent, campfire, hiking, bacon in the morning” when I mean “sleep under the sky away from people for enough nights for my my nervous system to remember what ‘normal’ means.” I’m the weird one, this makes so much sense!
June 12, 2025 at 3:55 AM
The XR’s new tank decals are twice the size of stock and the wrong colors. And they’re perfect.
April 22, 2025 at 5:15 PM
“I, Robert Crumb, see myself as a tiny weak man and will go to great lengths to explain the dirty satisfaction of a piggyback ride from an untamable giantess” takes so much more courage than “I made a hot chick, but taller and slightly more naked”
April 17, 2025 at 10:56 PM
The ambient art level gets high enough that eventually “what if we made a building inspired by aspen forests that would drive trypophobiacs COMPLETELY BATTY” makes total sense
April 17, 2025 at 10:26 PM
I made it a meme, it’s better that way
April 17, 2025 at 9:03 PM
Got up late because sleeping cat too cute. Blew off most of my responsibilities to do about a foot of saddle stitching on a leather tool bag I don’t even remotely need. No complaints.
April 7, 2025 at 4:22 AM
Trying to come up with some kind of treat puzzle for Buddy, but “bottom of an open box where he can’t see them right away” is about his intellectual limit.
April 2, 2025 at 12:03 AM