the far side (in 3D)
i'm sorry but i can't let this allegation stand. i composed this scene and made this lumpy man with my own two hands...and many cubes...
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the far side (in 3D)
i'm sorry but i can't let this allegation stand. i composed this scene and made this lumpy man with my own two hands...and many cubes...
big brain only
the English Major in me loathes this but the word-play lover in me adores this
the number of hours we have together is not so large btw. you can linger in the doorway uncomfortably if you want idk. you can forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it if you even care
"This is my weird son. He can't climb for shit, but he is handsome and strong."
Everything that isn't food is a cat from the perspective of a cat. Cats can look upon the true form of eldritch monstrosities and keep their sanity. They'd just see another cat. A fucking weird-looking cat, but a cat nonetheless.
"Those tentacles will take a lot of licking to keep clean, but it's nothing I haven't dealt with before. Hold still, kitten."
fascinated by him
brokenstar
There's something so deeply calming about watching megafauna prance and gambol about like they're little lambs
Bison pronking is already so magical, and then the double rainbow and the happy birdsong just put it way over the top
*vibrating* it’s the cowboy witch poem it’s the cowboy witch poem it’s the cowboy witch poem
yarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr you greedy fucks
good.
"We keep making our service worse, cancelling shows before their time, hiking up the prices, and generally ruining what once was a decent product--piracy keeps wining somehow. 🤷"
i said it was my favorite piece of media that i’ve hyperfixated on since the tender age of 12 and have not let go of since. i didnt say it was a Good piece of media
“what do you like about it so much?” the fact that it cocooned me like a tender wool blanket during my vulnerable teenage years. next question
I almost forgot to mention: this woman came into the penguin enclosure with a KESTREL??? I said “oh my god is that an American Kestrel?” and she said “Yes! She was outside doing raptor education for the kids, but she doesn’t like to get rained on.”
#she was watching the penguins with what I will anthropomorphically project as skepticism
kestrel: i hate rained on!!
human: here is birds in water
kestrel: ……no…..
I've asked this question before and been surprised by the results, now I have access to more weirdos it's your problem:
It is the middle of a Sunday afternoon. You have nothing on, and aren't expecting visitors, deliveries or post.
Unexpectedly, there is a knock at the door.
Not naming options to skew votes but...
I think there's something fundamentally baffling with the way most of you think.
The site is '12ft Ladder' found here:
Reblogging this on ALL my blogs because holy shit is it useful
Got to see Hadestown for the first time ever today (and it was amazing oh my god I had no idea what I was missing) and I'd just like to give a shout out to the poor soul in the audience who had clearly never heard the myth of Orpheus before, because when Orpheus turned around at the end the audience was dead silent except for this one very audible gasp of "no!" from somewhere in the crowd. And after Euridyce was gone and Orpheus dropped to his knees in grief, all anybody --cast, audience, the uncaring gods, etc -- could hear was muffled weeping from the same person