i think that one tornado in indiana was on the ground since kankakee
11.03.2026 01:58
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i think that one tornado in indiana was on the ground since kankakee
@cowandstrangeman.bsky.social hunker down
thanks! actually hasn't started storming here yet but the while northern sky has been lit up with lightning
cry
mean to babies!
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gesundheit
I've never had pf changs. but I've had pfas
lol
Tony Bubbles
Illustration on grayish brown paper, has a very nice texture of a plane flying above a bay as night is falling. The shape of the plane’s flight path is rather like a piece of the graph of cosine, reflected in the bay can be seen this same part of a cosine kind of shape with some graphs bouncing off of it, represented by white reflections in the surface of the water. These represent the first few approximations of cosine by Taylor polynomials. Beyond the bay can be seen some building and lights and bushes and a suspension bridge. The sky has a crescent moon and is full of stars. Hatch shaded with white accents
Exciting news, I finished a drawing!
I still actually haven’t decided on a name yet, but I might call it Taylor’s Theorem. I am however open to (good) suggestions (emphasis on good)
the xanny missile
Sergio Aragonés
calling your representatives to yell at them probably won't do anything, but it feels good
wrenching times... bleeding.... car fallin on my head..
@fetterman.senate.gov PAY FOR MY GAS YOU FUCKING BOUGHT BITCH
udders
hrngg
you haven't seen what I'm building in my garage
frog tea set
you are still here
should i start tagging em
they call me debris
I keep lying in the road
⃩ like that
then i was a group of yellow spheres, pursuing a group of smaller black spheres down a desert highway. the black spheres would drop bombs behind them , so i had to part and maneuver my spheres to dodge them, like in a video game
i went searching upstairs for a restroom to change out of my ceremonial robes and into normal clothes, and i found a storage space crammed with furniture and belongings, apparently from the 1950s or 60s. i accidentally disturbed an old man sleeping under a black plastic tarp.
we went to a church dedicated to Saint Peter, a brick building with two steeples.
inside was dark and empty, and there was no cross, but a symbol like a doorway or an angular sideways C in white on purple cloth draped over the pulpit.
in an open square in the downtown area, i saw smoke pouring from an open window in a tall building, and then smoke rising from an unknown source in the distance.
