All of you people and creatures matter. Yes, even you.
SELF CARE AND KINDNESS FOR EVERYONE, DAMMIT.
Way to go OP!
You’re part of the family of mankind. Welcome home. ❤️
I am crying… Reading this gives me strength and hope. This gives me hope OP, that we can be okay That we can care about ourselves and everyone in the notes.
To be clear, THIS is how nights of the future should be lit
This is bat friendly street lighting, which not only looks sick as fuck but allows bats to pass through without disturbance, as they cannot see red.
orange and especially white lights deter bats and prevent them from reaching feeding grounds at nighttime. Please if you can, write to your local council and encourage red street lights!!!!
She is nearly 70 years old, with wonderfully brown gnarled, wrinkled hands and eyes that are creased from smiling. She hand-makes all of her own clothes and sews dolls for my little sister. Abuela is very lonely… her husband already passed and her kids live far away. She misses her grandkids. Abuela comes around our place for the company almost every other day.
So this morning, my little sister and I went to visit the Abuela to return the kindness of her vegetables with some homemade soup.
It’s a funny joke we have, that if you can make a perfect posole you are wife material. I was joking around with my friend beforehand to see if I was worthy of marriage, and my little sister thinks me failing is the best thing in life, so of course she wants to ask Abuela when we arrive.
We’re wearing masks and gloves and can’t give her the big hug like we want to, but Abuela is always happy to see us. We bring the pot of soup to her table. My little sis, the little shit that she is, immediately asks, “Abuela, is Reina ready to be a wife yet?”
And Abuela immediately shifts her entire mood. Her face literally becomes this:
Abuela’s look pierces through my heart.
“Who are you trying to impress? A man or a woman?” she asks, deadly serious. We have broached the topic of marriage. It is her domain now.
And I, Rei, gay as the fourth of July, cannot believe that either Abuela clocked me instantly or that she could possibly have a fascinating past of her own.
I thought about lying, but my little sister was there and I don’t like to lie in front of her. So I was honest and said I was trying to impress a woman.
Without a response, Abuela carefully tries the posole. The room is silent.
“For a man, it’s good,” she says after a moment. “But, you’ll need to work harder to impress a woman.”
All I can do is politely nod. I have so many questions.
Now Abuela is tired. She wants to eat and relax in peace, so she waves us away. We make sure she’s settled, and then my sister and I go home.
I can’t believe my 70 year old Abuela said BI RIGHTS
this is the funniest fucking thing ever
not only did the grandma say bi rights but like
she had two separate scales of food judgement for men and women AT THE READY and there’s something inherently hilarious in “FOR MEN IT’S FINE, FOR WOMEN DO BETTER”
never not thinking about giant cisterns. THATS immanentizing the eschaton. when we get to heaven and its a bunch of giant wet concrete tunnels with vast columns holding up the ceiling, then you will see…
you know about the tokyo storm drains, yeah?
yeah that’s what inspired this post :)
im very exited to go here when i die :)
basilica cistern in istanbul
the famous “lake” that Gaston Leroux wrote about beneath the Palais Garnier is not a lake at all, but actually a cistern.
Since I can’t afford to sue DC, to force them to live up to the letter and the spirit of our long-time agreements; since even winning such a suit would take ridiculous amounts of money out of my pocket and years out of my life (I’m 67 years old, and don’t have the years to spare), I’ve decided to take a different approach, and fight them in a different arena, inspired by the principles of asymmetric warfare. The one thing in our contract the DC lawyers can’t contest, or reinterpret to their own benefit, is that I am the sole owner of the intellectual property. I can sell it or give it away to whomever I want. I chose to give it away to everyone. If I couldn’t prevent Fables from falling into bad hands, at least this is a way I can arrange that it also falls into many good hands. Since I truly believe there are still more good people in the world than bad ones, I count it as a form of victory.
One of the funner things about being a bigger blog is being able to drag everyone into my hyperfixations with me.
I’m seeing so much Batfam content on my dash, and while I know some of you did it to throw enrichment into my enclosure (thank you), I see so many tags that are just #god dammit Joy #I don’t even go here.
And like, I’d apologize but I’m honestly enjoying it too much. I feel like Gene Wilder’s Willy Wonka inviting you all onto a chocolate riverboat ride, knowing full well there’s a psychedelic tunnel of horrors up ahead and I’m living for it.
Speaking of which, I feel like Gene Wilder’s Wonka would make a good Batman villain. The other Wonkas, not so much. But Wilder? Oh, he’s got the madness behind his eyes that belongs in the merry-go-round nightmare that is Gotham pretending to be a city.
He’d either be a fun villain they enjoy sparring with or terrifying. Like ‘the Joker got mad about someone else wearing purple and tried to do something about it and is found floating face down in a river of chocolate’ levels of terrifying.
I mean it’s never been super clear where his factory is, Gotham makes as much sense as any where else.
This has me thinking anout the complete lack of zoning laws in Gotham. Like how else would you be able to hire contractors for something like the Batcave or Wonka’s nightmare factory without OSHA having a fit.
Did they all jusy get killed off? Bribed? Or did OSHA as a collective whole take one look at the pre-existing Gotham structure and just nope the fuck out?
OSHA regulatory board: oh hey you’re back early–
OSHA inspector: Gotham’s haunted.
OSHA RB: …what
OSHA inspector: *loading a shotgun and getting back into their truck*: Gotham’s haunted.
Just to make a point, every time I finished a panel of this I would export it as a PNG on the perceptual setting and use it as a color reference for the next panel
IT’S BAD
PLEASE CHECK YOUR COLOR SETTINGS
EDIT: If you’re still having problems, it might help to switch from “Save/Save as” to “Export (as a) Single Layer”. Just. Make SURE the box labeled “Expression Color” is set to RGB. I’ve been messing with this all day, and it looks like this combination of settings will allow exported PNGs to maintain their colors perfectly. To you. So far both Discord and Toyhouse still only display desaturated images and I cannot for the life of me figure out why
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN ITS NOT JUST A MAC PROBLEM
aHAHAHAH oh okay, uh, BIG TIME HAVE GOT TO CHECK THIS THANK YOU FOR POINTING THIS OUT.
There’s a lot going on in that little critter’s head right now.
1. Power move.
2. Why do people whisked away to magical worlds just automatically believe the first creature that tells them what side the person needs to help? Where’s my isekai where the MC slowly finds out they got in with like the deranged zealots and are part of the evil faction, and not the plucky rebels?
I think about this comic once per week. It’s funnier then anything I can conceive of. Mastery.
Your wish is my command, random advertisement. I don’t know what you expect me to do with your devilish concoction, but your wish remains my command.
I need to know what demographic hates this! Dentists? Dermatologists? General Doctors? Counter-Terrorist Organizations? Interpol? The USPS? Grocery Store Employees? The lucrative 18-35 demographic? Will I be put on trial for war crimes? But you don’t tell me, you just tell me to mix one with the other and fail to tell me who hates this one weird trick!
Well joke’s on you I’m going to do it without looking at your probably actively malicious website, and find out what you’re not telling me! If it turns into an explosive, it’s entirely on you, random advertisement.
Update: Don’t try this at home or anywhere. This creates one of the worst things I’ve ever personally made.
It started off fine as I mixed them. It changed to the color of the toothpaste (white), and vaguely resembled lotion in appearance. Then I made a horrible error. I touched it.
I touched it and immediately nearly all of it adhered to my skin. Everything I touched thereafter gained a thin layer of vaguely minty-smelling slime. It was some unholy abomination of a substance. Water couldn’t get it off. Soap couldn’t get it off. It stuck to tile, it stuck to wood, it stuck to carpet, and it doesn’t adhere to itself, so no amount of scraping with my hands could get it off, it just spread more.
Finally I had to get a sacrificial towel to wipe the substance off of me and everything I’d touched on the way to get the towel. Despite washing and scraping with a brush, my hands still smell like mint and feel slightly slimy. I can feel my skin burning from the mint flavoring of the toothpaste nearly an hour after getting it off my skin. I didn’t even know that was possible until today. I could have gone my whole life without knowing that, but now I know.
I have no idea what the ad actually wants you to do with this concoction as I did not click through, but I can only assume it wants you to use it to torture prisoners or something, there seems to be no other possible purpose for it.
One 0f the greatest and hardest dance scenes ever recorded……
One 0f the
greatest and hardest dance scenes
ever recorded……
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Cab Calloway and the Nicholas brothers! I don’t think I’ve ever seen the colorized version of this before!
I haven’t seen it in color either! It’s a fantastic dance scene!!
one of many things i love about this scene and the nicholas brothers generally is that you get both astaire and kelly every time, like you get harold grinning like a loon having the most fun ever captured on camera and then fayard who is so smooth and elegant with it that he almost retreats into the background UNTIL you realize how much he’s doing and how quietly pleased he seems to be about it
