LOOK WHO'S LAUGHING NOW

Well those are allllmost done

AI under capitalism

The map looks a little like Zeus in his cloud about to strike you down, and I think that's a perfect metaphor for what'll happen to your liver after you attain the WR

69 cities in the united kingdom and forty seven thousand pubs

I was watching the vods for JelloApocalypse's In Stars and Time playthrough, and the dev, InsertDisk5 popped into his chat, and towards the end, stuff happened, and the chat was asking if the dev was ok, and they had the best response: something like, "Hi! I'm a good writer! I am good at imagining things happening!"

Saw this on Twitter and I obligatory need to share it

I’m attempting to move primarily to tumblr for my art (we’ll see). starting off by posting some sulemio! 🍅

A couple years ago, I was staying with a friend for New Year’s and we’d decided to drive down to this adorable strip of locally-owned small business shops and check them out. The bakery was particularly crowded and since I wasn’t planning to buy anything, I waited outside. It’d been snowing, and since moving I’d picked up a “Californian-experiences-true-midwest-winter-for-the-first-time” habit of making at least one (1) tiny snowman every opportunity I get

so I built a little snowman on one of the small tables on this strip. 

after about three minutes of cramming ice together, I hear, “Do you want espresso beans for the eyes?” and I turn around and there’s this gal leaning precariously far out the window of her coffee shop, surrounded by her coworkers, holding out her hand and said espresso beans.

I think of those strangers often. just the thought of them all looking out the window to see this random stranger on the corner in the snow building a tiny snowman and deciding to join in, make it special for no other reason than that they wanted to. people are so, so precious and I’m never going to forget that moment.

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.