I've had this picture in my mind since they made us sing this song in grade school: "🎼 Every morning at seven o’clock There’s twenty tarriers a-workin’ at the rock. Drill, ye tarriers, drill.. It’s work all day for the sugar in your tay.." I finally did something about it. Here's this watercolor. #watercolor #rnapper #mastoArt
whenever i'm suspicious about someone, i go to the local library and scroll through microfiche to determine that they have a dark past
Picotron Playground -- an experimental web-based edition of my WIP Fantasy Workstation -- is OUT NOW! It includes a code editor and terminal program for poking around some demos of the #picotron API and runtime.
POCAHONTAS: 🎶 can you paint with all the colors of the wind 🎵
ME: *literally wrestling neil degrasse tyson to the ground* jus- just let her sing neil
Alternate universe where the '90s trend for calling things "bad", "sick" or "rude" never ended and now we compliment each other's shoes by calling them "catastrophic" and "fundamentally misaligned with my values"
i just don’t think i ever really appreciated how singular a name Nero Burning Rom was at the time, like, i got the joke, but i didn’t foresee how sui generis it was.