And that day she was amazed to discover that when Lydia said “I am sworn to carry your burdens” what she really meant was “I love you.”
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And that day she was amazed to discover that when Lydia said “I am sworn to carry your burdens” what she really meant was “I love you.”
_I_ saw the TV glow! Not you! Shut up! Ow stop hitting me! Mooooooom!!!!
Safe
You are safe
While I
Watch the cliff edge crumble
Feel the flames creep closer
Slip closer
To the end
Of the rope
But you are safe
Otter painting
Just gliding through 🦦
If you spend the next couple of months editing, rewriting, and generally toiling away I’m sure you can bring that down to 75%.
Lying Cat from the comic Saga saying “Lying”
A Sony Anycast Station, a super chonky laptop like device with a built in mixer and video switching hardware
Also, please enjoy this photo of a Sony Anycast Station, the hottest portable video and audio mixing and streaming device of 2005. Delightfully chonky.
HOT
Was this from the Werner Herzog documentary about the deranged penguin heading off for the mountains?
Back in the EIGHTIES
We rapped like THIS
Three white GUYS
And a lot of tape HISS
A photo of Rishi Kumar, a loser, labeled “the loser rishi kumar”
I sometimes see artists running their guitars through guitar pedals, and I'm sorry but it still sounds like a guitar.
BEEFY
…very beefy indeed
Instead of working to reduce tech debt, let’s build software that generates tech debt automatically, in bulk!
That first truck there is super beefy.
The cats of my acquaintance would circle like little sharks when you headed for the Churu jar.
Hang on hang on, let me get the 303 and 909 set up.
Okay… go!
I have signed up for a small community college program I'll talk about sometime later maybe, and it has an online component. It's been about fifteen years since I last had to deal with student-facing software for colleges, and I am sorry to say that Canvas is still absolute dogshit.
Here's "Select All Bicycles," published in Uncharted in March.
www.unchartedmag.com/stories/sele...
Once a friend and I were chatting and walking into a record store in Northampton, Massachusetts, when we ran into David Crosby on his way out (literally. *thump*). We didn't recognize him, hastily apologized, and then a minute or so later were like "Wait, was that David Crosby?" Yes, it was.
Merry Christmas, Mr. Sakamoto, wherever you are.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LGs_...
Tiny Tim, who DID NOT die, fled through the desert while the gunslinger followed.
That's some impressive scansion.
Oh, you know, it's never REALLY finished.
Nice! And you've got a lot of 3rd-party modules in there too. What a fun setup. 8)
And when I go to work or to get groceries or whatever and bid farewell to my lady friend for a few hours or the day, I like to remind her to endure not yet a breach, but an expansion, like gold to airy thinness beat. She was an English major (but not that kind of English major) and rolls her eyes.
...ending with "I had rather owner be
of thee one hour, than all else ever."
I love it so much. There's a very thin line between overwrought and transcendent and he mopily wandered that line, sentences flying every direction, sometimes understood only when read aloud and then mostly by vibes.
O! do not die, for I shall hate
All women so, when thou art gone,
That thee I shall not celebrate,
When I remember thou wast one.
John Donne was such an obsessive emo kid, writing twisty phrases that wrapped around themselves in order to be weird about whoever he was into. 1/
The pinouts for a microcontroller and/or a house centipede
it's so perfect