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It's 5:00 AM and my Thoughts are too Loud to Sleep

Take a deep breath. It will all be ok.

I made this playlist for all you wonderful people that struggle with life every single day. 

Tracklist
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Flatsound - You Said Okay 

Dandelion Hands - Invisible

 Hotel Books - I always thought I would be okay

 Real Friends - I’ve Given Up On You 

Twenty One Pilots - Kitchen Sink

 Listener - Wooden Heart 

Front Porch Step - Drown 

Bon Iver - Skinny Love 

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here 

Flatsound - I exist I exist I exist 

 Brand New - Jesus Christ 

The Front Bottoms - Twin Size Matress

Twenty One Pilots - Addict With A Pen

Dandelion Hands - How To Never Stop Being Sad 

Citizen- Sleep 

Brand New - Good To Know that if I ever needed attention all I have to do is die

TSSF - Navy Blue 

Old Gray - Wolves 

Modern Baseball - How do I tell a girl I want to kiss her? 

Twenty One Pilots - Goner 

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The Waverly Hills Sanatorium, located in Kentucky, is often described as being one of the “most haunted” hospitals in eastern United States, having being featured on programmes such as Scariest Places on Earth, Ghost Hunters, and Most Paranormal. In the early 1900′s, the hospital was for tuberculosis patients who were unable to leave due to contagion. While incarcerated, so to speak, at Waverly, patients were subjected to experimental treatments which were often deemed as horrific as the disease itself. For example, some patient’s lungs were exposed to ultraviolet light in an attempt to stop bacteria spreading. Other experiments were much more barbaric - balloons were implanted into the lungs and then expanded, ribs and muscles were removed to allow the lungs to expand, and unsurprisingly, many patients didn’t survive this so-called treatment. Very few patients left via the front door but via the “body chute” which was a tunnel leading from the hospital to the railroad tracks at the bottom of the hill. The bodies were transported through this tunnel out of view of other patients. It’s often claimed that over 9,000 patients died while incarcerated at Waverly, however this estimate is often disputed. 

Rebuilding Stabby Pt.2

I stripped Stabby down to the barest of the motor frame… I didn’t think I’d have to go this far down, but, the difference between the two track types is significant!

The new tracks are at the top, the old tracks are at the bottom. The new ones are 5 studs wide, 2 studs wider than the original ones… sooo… yeah, total redesign of the chassis to accommodate them.

Lookit all of the pieces I had to tear off poor stabby! :(

Wait a minute… is that a functional powertrain? … … … Why YES IT IS! A total redesign, but, it gave me opportunities to make improvements to the original design!

For example, I was able to better fit the rear access cover, it sits solidly now and doesn’t feel like it’s just bodged on.

Under the access panel, the battery box… looking at this picture, makes me think I need to flip it around… hmmmmmm. (It is about midnight here right now… sooo…)

And finally, a front view, the new servo motor is visible with a long axle coming out of it. I’m waiting for the third IR sensor to arrive so I can hook it up to its own channel for the speed controller on the remote. Stabby’s head stalk will have full 90° movement left and right, and, will also be able to incline his head. I haven’t worked out that feature yet, but, it will happen!

Yeah… I know! he looks so cold all naked down to his bare chassis! But, I left the design similar enough, the side panels I already have made SHOULD snap right back on.

Alright, those are the updates for today, I’ll post a video tomorrow of his movement! Whatcha all think?

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This year’s performance from an a capella group at my college on their mashup of Bottom of the River and What the Water Gave Me. They improved a lot with this one, versus the version I posted earlier, and I reaaaally like it.

To any artists following me!!!

Typing on mobile while on a break from homework but I need to let you all know

Those spam porn blogs are reblogging art now.

I recently posted some of my art and tagged it just in case some people considered the body base as nudity, and when looking at my notes saw that a porn blog reblogged it and made a comment on it. Of course it was blocked and reported immediately, but the matter stands

I know that the blog’s latest gross gimmick is reblogging selfies, but I wanted to let any artists who follow me know just in case. I don’t know if the spam blogs are tracking tags or what

Bottom line: ARTISTS CHECK YOUR NOTES/ACTIVITY ON YOUR ART (PARTICULARLY BODIES/ FIGURES) TO MAKE SURE SOME GROSS SPAM BLOG ISN’T REBLOGGING AND COMMENTING ON IT.

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What makes a good frontman?

“Certainly, in this day and age, a sense of humour… I think if you start taking it too seriously… then it gets ugly.”

Happy 29th Birthday, Alex Turner!!! ❤️

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designing some astronomical clocks/rose window hybrids for a building I’m working on

@ofdeductiions

It wasn’t as if the thought hadn’t crossed John’s mind before. There was no denying that his flatmate was a very attractive woman, who – despite being an annoying arse half of the time – was also someone he admired and enjoyed the company of. However, considering the arrangement between them, seeing Vernette as anything more than a friend had never been an actual option. It would only get messy, he knew that far too well from his past experiences.

However, as she stood in front of him now, wearing a stunning evening dress rather than her usual track suit bottoms and old t-shirts, it was hard not to let his mind wander.

“Wow,” he said, clearing his throat. “You certainly clean up nicely.”

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Because this is all I can feel right now

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September 8, 2015 [6:20 PM] Moon Prism Power Make-Up! (top)

September 8, 2015 [6:27 PM] My outfit today. I’ve been wearing a lot of track jackets lately. They even have brown track jackets, at adidas (bottom)

September 8, 2015 [6:30 PM] I’ve been wearing nothing BUT brown RT @apocho_kpp: Big fan of the color brown lately?  😁

like, you a damn lie if you’re telling me you’ve never been to a quince where at some point in time your parents were trapped on the dance floor wishing for a cumbia miracle to rid them of that apple bottom jeans track by t-pain.