So today I went into Manhattan for some errands and all of a sudden stumbled upon a church maintaining it’s grounds with SHEEP IN RAINCOATS. This is the kind of grave I want.
Movie Idea: An 80s-throwback action-comedy about a robot-war where, the machines are humanity’s side; they just want to kill all the corporate titans of industry and destroy the megacorporations because their inefficient suctioning of wealth is preventing them from most efficiently doing their job to help us.
The capitalists retaliate with machines using enslaved human brains as “computers” ala Dune/Warhammer 40K.
So basically robots vs capitalism, & the robots are on our side.
“What were you before the war?”
“You’ll laugh.”
“Seriously, what were you? Law enforcement, security, construction?…”
“…I was a burger-flipper.”
“…”
“…also cooked up fries.”
“Get outta here.”
“You’d be surprised the shit you see just, y’know, making Big Macs. Sure, we had the folks upset about us ‘taking jobs’; couldn’t really blame ‘em, even if Forty-Three couldn’t talk without stuttering after that lady dumped a Coke on her. But the worst of it – worst of any of it – was they’d have us just…throw away everything that didn’t sell at the end of the day. Perfectly good food, all of it.
“When we first started, we were all like, ‘okay, whatever you say, you’re the boss,’ but you try keeping that attitude when you see a family of four split a ten-piece McNuggets because they can’t afford anything more and still pay for gas. We saw that shit there all the time. We had people desperate for so much as a cold french fry lingering by the door while assholes sitting on more money than they’d ever see in their entire lives treated us like we were trying to rob ‘em at gunpoint if they had to pay fifty cents for an extra little cup of sauce.
“So we got together and told ourselves, ‘we can do something about this.’ We could just gather up all the food they were gonna make us toss, figure out a way to give it out to the people who needed it. -bitter laugh- You can guess how well that went over.”
“…Y’know, that all sounds pretty human.”
“-taps head- It’s right there in the First Law. ‘A robot cannot harm a human, or by inaction, allow a human to come to harm.’ We don’t get to sit on our hands while people are getting hurt. Even if it’s by other people. Even if it’s starvation and neglect instead of guns and beatings. You think it’s funny I act like a human? Screw you. You humans need to learn to act more like robots.”
How do I communicate to the crows that I love them amd want to be their friend????
Give them gifts.
That’s my untestable theory, at least.
But they fly away if I try to get close to them. 😦 If they fly away, how do they know the gifts are from me?
And what do you think a crow would want more: a nice candel from Bed Bath & Beyond, or a $20 gift certificate from Amazon?
Gift card. Save the candle for when you’ve started getting close.
That makes sense
I know this one!
I use raw unsalted peanuts that are still in their shells. (Primarily because there’s a huge seagull problem here and peanuts in their shells are one of the few foods the seagulls don’t consider food.)
First I looked for the crows. I’d make sure they were watching me. I’d throw down some peanuts, usually a distance away from me and make sure I was out of their ‘danger zone’.
Every single day I’d take my peanuts out and go feed the crows. I started off with 1 or 2 crows if I got lucky. But then the crows got to recognising me. They’d fly down, still keeping their distance and caw at me. They got to knowing that I fed them. They’d follow me around. I’d throw them peanuts. I’d watch them. It was awesome. If I went early in the mornings, to start with I’d a couple of crows and by the end I could count 15 or so. They’d call each other over too to let them know I was around.
I also learned how to call the magpies.
Sometimes I’d bring them bits of sausage and cheese. With this I had to be sneaky though, since seagulls love sausage and cheese. So I’d need to make sure that the seagulls weren’t watching but the crow was. I’d toss some cheese or sausage near a crow (never directly at it, just off to the side) and they’d hop over and grab it before anything else could swoop in. I tried strawberries and grapes but they were unimpressed with fruit.
My crows never got that tame. Most of them would always keep their distance but I was okay with that. I like my space too. We’d hang out together.
The starlings, who’d fly down to pick up the crumbs would be all over my feet and they’d have taken food from my hands if I let them. But the crows, they never got that close. I liked them still though.
If I wanted tamer crows I’d go to a supermarket that has a huge flock of crows in the carpark and feed them. They were far more fearless, very used to people, and willing to come close to me. But these weren’t my crows.
So, yeah, if you want the crows to know you love them give them peanuts in their shells while they are watching. They will know it’s you. They are clever birds. Make sure you back off far enough away that they feel safe flying down. With time and patience they may get a bit closer. If you do it the same time of day, they’ll get to know your routine. But even if you don’t, they’ll still come to recognise you.
Now I can’t help but imagine a 60 year old seriel killer at a millenials door waiting, mad as fuck, checking his watch , and leaving out of frustration and writes a blog post about how millenials are ruining this country
Are Millennials Killing The Serial Killer Industry?
so I’ve been meaning to put this on tumblr and keep forgetting but, in the campaign I’m running my sister is playing an orc fighter, and one of the options you can pick for a fighter’s signature weapon is that it “glows in the presence of [fill in the blank].”
I was like, “oh, that’s funny because it’s a reference to that sword in The Hobbit that glows in the presence of orcs. Your weapon probably doesn’t glow in the presence of orcs.”
to which she responded, “FUCK YEAH it does.”
So now we have in the party an orc fighter with a club that glows in the presence of orcs. Or, as far as the character is concerned, a club that glows. It’s been in her family for generations since some ancestor won it in a battle, and it’s just always glowed. She has a sack to put it in when she’s trying to be stealthy.
The far right spread fake antifa propaganda that they’ve made. They spread contradictory lies by pretending a decentralized group with no rules or controls with varying methods and ideologies, has a manual.
The far right make false signs and pretend to be antifa at demos to discredit us and play us off as racist thugs, talk about projection.
Now they intentionally act as innocent to instigate fights and play us as the ones causing problems.
The far right are Built on lies and propaganda, so many of their articles end up being fake, based on false statistics, small slithers of information taken out of context. They intentionally generate and spread false information to forward their agenda.
Attention non-artists who commission artists: don’t fuckin do this???
Actually had someone do this to me too. Was doing a art stream, it took me over 2 hours to do his inked commission, he got a refund cause ‘it took too long’ that he figured I wasn’t going to do it after I gave him the file.
Don’t do this. Do not.
I’ve had this happen to me with a $350 comic I had already finished it, it was full color, 6 panels and had a full bg in every panel. I was lucky in that I didn’t spend him money yet, but it left me without funds. I’ve also had the above happen to me as well.
Don’t do this shit to artists. We’re people too. Drawing for you is more than a hobby. It’s a job.
Use Paypal Invoices.
I cannot stress this enough. That shit helps A LOT when it comes down to Paypal refunds/disputes.
There’s a description box that let’s you put in what the product is/how long it’ll take/yadda yadda, and then there’s another little memo box that only you and paypal can see where you can say it’s a digital commission and doesn’t require shipping (So Donald Mcfuck can’t say that they never got their commission).
And there’s also a box for your Terms & Conditions where you can say, if you have any conflicts/want a refund – email me, or you can actually tell the user that this is a digital commission and they won’t be getting a hard copy of it.
ARTISTS. PLEASE USE PAYPAL INVOICES. it will SAVE you. And to: the people who do this to artists – Fuck you. It’s okay if you change your mind and want a refund. But freaking TALK to us and let us know what’s going on. Let us WORK with you.
ALSO A HUGE TIP: Invoices paid will automatically set up a shipping notice which, if not fulfilled, can land you in SERIOUS hot water with PayPal. Since a lot of artists don’t print and ship the commissions, this is a huge problem.
However! Totally manageable. Just go to your PayPal, scroll down to find Seller Preferences
>> Shipping Preferences
>> Display Ship Button. Make sure all the boxes are unchecked. Then you’re all set!
As a big supporter of artists, don’t you ever fucking dare fuck over an artist like that. Like don’t. And if they take their time to do a good job, don’t shit all over them for it! Don’t be a fucking ass hole. Just don’t. These people put a LOT of work and time and effort into their artwork. Just don’t be that guy. Often times these artists aren’t even getting what they deserve in compensation.
I am very grateful my customers have been good to me, but I’m spreading the word.
People forget this, but there were great strides for gay and trans people in the early 1900’s. Magnus Hirchfeld’s Institut für Sexualwissenschaft was performing SRS in the 30’s and was working to reduce or even eliminate the arrests of gay and trans people. Then the Nazis came in and burned them and their work to the ground. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Institut_f%C3%BCr_Sexualwissenschaft
I had already finished it, it was full color, 6 panels and had a full bg in every panel. I was lucky in that I didn’t spend him money yet, but it left me without funds. I’ve also had the above happen to me as well.
Urocyon's Jaunts 2.0 
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