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“the arts and sciences are completely separate fields that should be pitted against each other” the overlap of the arts and sciences make up our entire perceivable reality they r fucking on the couch
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
oh leonid, we're really in it now
dril and xkcd are at opposite ends of a spectrum slowly working to collaboratively post about every possible topic
xkcd-coded response:
dril-coded response:
Blackout poetry is wonderful because it can often transform something penis neutral and relatively innocent balls into something rather crass and butt and I don't know there's something that just appeals to me about that and furthermore boobs vagina
If you were a cartoon character, which of these 12 animation styles would you want to be designed in?
Aardman Animations
Chowder (complete with unmoving patterns on your clothes)
90s Sailor Moon
VeggieTales
Rankin-Bass (specifically their stop-motion)
Hanna-Barbera
Jorge Gutierrez (El Tigre, Book of Life)
Don Bluth
Ed Edd n' Eddy
Those old Charlie Brown animations
Humongous Entertainment
Chuck Jones
I only had 12 spots, so these are the 12 I picked 🤷
I adored her from the moment we were introduced. I think both of us had each other at hello. We couldn’t stop giggling when we were around each other. I finally asked a psychiatrist friend of mine about it. He stated what was patently obvious: ‘Dick, you’ve got a crush on her.’ I put my head in my hands and laughed. Of course I did. If we had been different people, maybe something would have happened, but neither of us was that type of person. Still, we were stuck on each other. - DICK VAN DYKE on MARY TYLER MOORE
