fuck consistency in art !!! we ballin !!!!!! whatever comes out of my hand next is up to god !!!!
Well put. (Source: Writing About Writing Facebook page)
as a lawyer who’s been practicing for six years now I can say with certainty that this 100% applies to lawyers
Me: My writing is so bad. :(
Meanwhile at Disney: Somehow, Palpatine has returned.
wheres seasons greasons
its that time of year again
The most Wonderful time of the year. Seasons Greasons.
first mammoth to get hit with a spear mustve been like actually fuck you for real
I think this applies to every mammoth hit by a spear
no the rest of them didn't mind
(goes through an extended magical girl transformation, by the end of which I look the exact same, except I immediately shoot you with my perfectly normal gun that wasn’t there before)
ill spend my twenties investigating the healing properties of salt i dont know about you guys
excuse me
Sorry op. That's my friend the Salt Vampire from the Star Trek episode "The Man Trap" which first aired in 1966. Blessings be upon you.
Salt Vampire brings Seasoning’s Greetings this Holiday Time. Festivus be Among us.
The laser cut pieces came in and they are CUTE! I’ll be releasing a small batch of crafted pieces like these earrings and also the charm bobbins themselves for those who want to wrap their own.
Will there be any of these available as like keychains or a necklace or something? They are so cool but I don’t have pierced ears
I have a bag with these leather corded necklaces somewhere that I need to find and still exploring a chain version. I’ll definitely have these little phone/zipper pull charms. And then I’ve made one experimental travel keychain palette that’s supposed to be usable, but it’s fiddly.
What cute earrings for crafters! I love all the colors, just beautiful!
A black dragón floating above the clouds
So others need not squint to read “On March 11, 889 CE, 17 year-old Emperor Uda wrote: ‘On the 6th day of the 2nd Month of the First Year of the Kampo era. Taking a moment of my free time, I wish to express my joy of the cat. It arrived by boat as a gift to the late Emperor, received from the hands of Minamoto no Kuwasahi. The color of its fur is peerless. None could find the words to describe it, although one said it was reminiscent of the deepest ink. It has an air about it, similar to Kanno. Its length is 5 sun, and its height is 6 sun. I affixed a bow about its neck, but it did not remain for long. In rebellion, it narrows its eyes and extends its needles. It shows its back. When it lies down, it curls in a circle like a coin. you cannot see its feet. It’s as if it were a circular Bi disk. When it stands, its cry expresses profound loneliness, like a black dragon floating above the clouds. By nature, it stalks birds. It lowers its head and works its tail. It can extend its spine to raise its height by at least 2 sun. Its color allows it to disappear at night. I am convinced it is superior to all other cats.’”
thelastonegottaken
dude who’d only ever seen one cat in his entire life: “this one is superior to all the other cats”
wheres seasons greasons
its that time of year again
It doesn’t have to be
its not optional
I’m still alive. just in time for Season’s Greason’s, so... That’s something.
gen z: *blurry stock photo of lemons with the caption “lemn”*
Here have this
I laughed so hard at this
Here’s another; this one’s in Zürich.
Artists know what true struggles in life are worth commemorating, obvs.
Among the reasons why Star Trek: Deep Space Nine is the best Star Trek is that the outfits look like they were designed by a competent costume designer who had been given a pile of the world’s most miscellaneous fabrics and told that if they didn’t use it all up by sunrise, Rumpelstiltskin would take their firstborn child.
Small embroidery bobbin charms plus an extra tiny bobbin with matching hoop and scissors.
gay astronauts on a romantic honeymoon space adventure (oil on canvas 10" x 10")
Remember being like eleven years old and just filled with primordial rage. I think I could have killed a man with my bare hands when I was eleven. What was up with that