HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEDRO PASCAL April 2nd 1975

smartphone storage plateauing in favor of just storing everything in the cloud is such dogshit. i should be able to have like a fucking terabyte of data on my phone at this point. i hate the fucking cloud

this is gonna make me sound very Old Man Yells At Cloud but i just hate how many things in my life assume i will always have access to a quick, reliable internet connection and almost cease to function without it. Obviously certain things Have To Have An Internet Connection, but i want to be able to listen to music if my service is bad. i want to still watch movies if Netflix is down. i want to have a working map when i can’t get a cell signal. nearly every tech product these days bears the fingerprint of the extremely internet-rich places they are developed, high rent offices in Seattle, San Francisco, etc.. I think often the idea of the internet not being available is so remote to them it doesn’t even factor in to development. i remember when the Xbox One was debuted and Microsoft was almost mockingly like “if you don’t have reliable fast internet, then don’t bother buying this”, and there was such backlash they completely went back on so much of that. But now that attitude is just the tech norm.

No you're right and you should say it

You know how in lovecraftian stuff, people gaze at elder gods and immediately lose their minds because they cant comprehend what theyre looking at?

Yeah, this is what it looks like

Today's Seal Is: The Howler

worm

Whenever I see an Ivan Aivazovski painting the sea monster in me goes absolutely feral

I see this and I've never wanted to sink a ship so much in my life I'm biting through wood as we speak

God if I saw this in person I'd straight up start slithering. Start writhing

The way he just *clenches fist* makes water light up from the inside. Ugh, I once zoned out in front of one of his larger paintings in a gallery and came to, like, twenty minutes later, smelling saltwater and tasting driftwood.

This is his largest painting ever. It is 2,8×4,2 meters large. That is about 9'3"×14'1". It took him ten days to paint. This is a guy who painted normal-sized paintings in an hour, two, tops, according to contemporaries.

He was utterly unique.

i love it when people like “omg [story] copied [other story]” and then list the steps of the heroes journey

the eighth degree of sleepiness: Asleep.

It's dishonest work and it's a lot. And nobody needs to do it

If you ever needed proof that the new hate crimes laws are a good thing lmao

i hope scotland kills them both

We lost something as a culture when computers stopped screaming in agony as you connected them to the internet.

You would not have survived the dark ages. A webring would spell great peril. There was no search. And the dark things lurked out in the open in those days.

The computer screamed because it knew.

if it didn't torture a landline phone for the duration of the process, was it really internet?

My dad hit me with the info that there was an option to turn it off... the sound... the whole time. But he didn't want to tell me. Or to stop me from the, presumably character building, ritual of struggling to smother it to death with a pillow at 12:30am so I could be on the Forbidden Web and not wake my parents.

time for one of my favorite tweets

we're so back

blair witch project true ending

the people in blair witch project: what was that noise!!

the blair witch: yaaaack ack ack… its me, the blare witch

I TRIED TO CONVERT A NON-FUNCTIONING VIDEO IN VEGAS AND IT FUCKED UP

what the wasp in the corner of my room sees in its final moments

this is perpetually on loop in my head and i love it

you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.