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one of my earliest video game memories was my neighbor from down the street burning me a copy of Roller Coaster Tycoon onto a CD and giving it to me for free, with the caveat that one day a week he would sit behind me and backseat game HARD. like "build this here, okay now build this here, no not there, HERE, okay now make a path here," etc etc. i never minded it at the time, i genuinely had no idea how to play so i thought he was teaching me. years later i learned that him and his family were Orthodox Jewish and him backseat gaming me was his way of getting around the Sabbath ban on playing video games

Larry Blamire-Aboriginal Science Fiction #14

house of leaves poster because i adore this book

my mug experiments have been going well! food safety so far has been consistently good. so I’ve finally got a couple commission slots open for mugs

The first time I took acid my friend and I were trying to make a ranked list of different divination methods and number one on the list was “you already know the information”

tip: a Story is a place you can Live Inside Of

A collection of time travel humor text posts, not censored by me.

All of these really made me laugh, and laughter is a very good thing sometimes. All of the time, actually. Unless you're doing something that requires a still hand or silence I guess.

If I may add @sgt-cookie-2's masterpiece:

accidentally coined a new term live on air at the generation analog conference

if you want to watch me southern drawl my way into a new academic term you can do that now!!

my presentation starts at the 34 minute mark and the New Term TM is discussed in the Q&A in the last few minutes :)

The Little Art Connoisseur (1863) August Friedrich Siegert

Last time this came around I showed my three year old and he said "He's little like me!" and stared for a whole minute (v. Long in toddler time).

Just for information - and not to take from your point in any way, darnitjack, which is So Cute! - the original title is Die kleine Kunstkennerin, which means this is actually a little girl!

Frank Dicksee- Study of Armour

If you want to open your mind on how you think about art analysis and you’ve never taken any college courses on art history or analysis please read Ways of Seeing by John Berger (1972)

prettier web version here

the tv show it was originally conceptualized as

fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

everything to think about, everything to notice

Today, August 20th, 2026, is the 20-year anniversary of me working at CollegeHumor / Dropout.

At 42, that's nearly half my life.

I know how rare it is to spend an entire career at one company, let alone a "new media" company.

My LinkedIn is pretty sparse.

I've spent most of my life committing hard:

- I still play video games with my grade school friends; - I got married to my summer camp sweetheart; - I (inadvisably) took over the failing company I had been hired by 14 years prior.

With apologies to Brennan, I sometimes worry it gives me a "homeschooled" vibe.

But all this staying put has turned out to be one hell of an adventure.

When CollegeHumor hired me at 22 - at 4 days per week, as a video team of one - I never could have imagined collaborating with so many people in so many contexts to create so much art for so much audience.

Let alone having a show or two to call my own.

The author and naturalist Annie Dillard once wrote about an eagle found with a weasel's skull embedded in its neck.

She suggested we should all "live like weasels": bite into the neck of something meaningful to us, then go wherever it takes us.

This life has not been without sacrifice. Doing this, while fun, is stressful. The body keeps the score.

It is also fiercely dominant, which perhaps also explains why the rest of my life remains so simple.

But, as the internet itself - my sandbox - yells "choice!" a little louder with every passing year...

I both rue to think, and cannot imagine, what my life would be without committing to these few things I love so deeply.

So tonight I toast my job of 20 years, with my partner of 27 years.

Here's to all the weasels out there.