I just bought some new boots to replace my disintegrating old friends. When I them on, it was an instant love affair. So comfy! But I was a little iffy on how they looked. Kind of a cross between boots you could wear to work, boots you could wear skiing, and boots you could wear in Bladerunner. Then I decided: fuck it. I’m not like those punk kids ( Read more... )

All right. It is one thing to hover, or build precarious nests of toilet paper, when you are at Burning Man and the fill line is up to the seat, which has itself been torn off for some art project or another, and e- and coke-fueled ravers have been shitting and puking their brains out all night with varying degrees of aim ( Read more... )

( Long entry on synaesthesia, and curiosity about those of you that have it. )

Okay. Give me punchlines. Just the punchlines, from every joke you can think of. Go!

This is the email I get from the people whose video game I'm doing art for:

Tiles: (size needed is still not known but they will be somewhat small)
- a spikey ball
- a bouncy ball
- a square rock type of surface
- floating scientists

I write back:
Here's the art you asked for ( Read more... )

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