Trans-neptunian orbital H3 trawler "Baarsheeba" Drags it's siphon lines through Neptune's deep blue atmosphere. This job is delicate, so you need real people to sit at the controls ( Read more... )

I have a strong childhood memory that is a direct plate transfer from some TV show I witnessed as a very young child. This would have been the early nineties ( Read more... )

[Excerpt from spontaneous piece begun in "Poised-Noise" WORK!Noise notebook #5A at the corner of Robson and Thurlow one evening before going to work. Still being continued in longhand ( Read more... )

Tactical error in not hanging myself last night like I wanted to. Could have avoided the things that went wrong today. It's the addled jesters that are always the saddest people behind thier facade of geniality ( Read more... )

"Push me up to... the state of emergency..." So nice ( Read more... )

For reasons too simple and commonplace to describe, I'm in mexico ( Read more... )

I've incontrovertably mastered holding my tounge. Something at which I have had a grievous disadvantage in the past ( Read more... )

Continuing with the deceased sidekick thread experimentally ( Read more... )

Today's a good day to die ( Read more... )

There was a glow on the horizon, was it the sun? They had fallen asleep for hours. She still slept, alone on thier rough pallet ( Read more... )