Bisexual doors, they swing both ways. Also, awkward as fuck in conversation.
It looks like a donkey, but off the top of my head, I don’t know why. Visually speaking, how can you tell the difference?
pines … sinep
(The ellipsis holds forever in its palms).
I’m pretty tall (5’17”) and I would totally date a tall woman, but chasing someone with one specific physical characteristic has always felt weirdly fetishistic to me. But now that I think about it, is me pursuing smart/funny people any different?
Anywho, I tend to get chased by tiny gerbil people, and I’ve been told my height did matter to them; and the person I’m with is almost 5’3”.
The verdict is in! Looks like we landed on “ Possibly criminally negligent”
“Last year, an external audit commissioned by Meta found that while the company was routinely using algorithmic censorship to delete Arabic posts, the company had no equivalent algorithm in place to detect “Hebrew hostile speech” like racist rhetoric and violent incitement. “
Shall we play “Unreasonably evil” or “ Criminally negligent”.
Let’s head to the article!
Relative to what, though? A lot of lore has ghost tied to locations on earth, which are typically fixed places. I guess if there was some kind of astology ghost tied to certain stars it might rocket off in some unexpected way.
Maybe that could be a tool in some exorcist’s bag. Convince a ghost it’s tied to some stars, and trick it into changing its frame of reference.
Sorry, adhd, just saw the microwave background part. What i said still makes sense though.
Thank you for your reply. I’ll have to think about it.
Eh, why not.
In my opinion, art is when a person is inspired by … ”emotion” seems to weak and vague. “Passion” is closer, but some art is subtler and gentler than that word evokes.
That feeling could be humor, or awe. It could be hate, love, worship, derision, even focus or determination. They take that feeling and use it as inspiration to intentionally create.
Creation. Inspiration. I think art is when these two elements fuze.
I know you get some weird situations because of that definition, but I still like it.
Poorly drawing a dick on a napkin to make your depressed friend smile is more art than a world class painter perfectly, yet passionlessly, duplicating a priceless masterpiece for a scam.
A designer spending four extra hours in CAD because that small section of the chair just isn’t right is creating art. The assembly line recreating that exact chair for sell isn’t.
What is good art is extremely subjective. In my opinion, it’s art that takes a great deal of skill, effort, or an ingenuous innovation. It’s art that the passion of the artist demands you listen, or art that inspires an intense passion in the consumer of it. If it has a goal of inspiring a reaction, and it inspires that exact reaction.
Bad art is lazy, or boring. It derives its substance entirely from prior art with no innovation or originality. If it has a goal reaction, it fails to elicit it. It can be low skill or low effort. If its designed to bully or punch down, it is in my opinion “bad art”.
Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.
Art does not need to be good to be expressed.
I’m tempted to dive into my philosophic opinions on when art ceases to be, but they would be coming from some really unearned confidence.
Good art is free expression of diverse ideas. Conservatives prefer artistic expression to conform to their narrow sensibilities.
Anyone send this to Brandon Herrera yet?
Tony scratched his neck, his high visibility vest making him itchy again. He took off his bright yellow hardhat, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Now cradling his hardhat under one arm, and a clipboard in his hand, he sidled over to the rich prick. “Look, Enrique, I really need you to sign the…” He paused for a rattling rumble, as a dump truck disgorged another load of printer cartridges onto the front lawn. “…pink copy of the bill of lading. It confirms the delivery was made, and my drivers can get paid.”
Enrique sputtered, fuming. “What the hell am I supposed to do with this?“ He said, gesturing at the small hill nearly obscuring his mansion.
“Well…” Tony grunted. “ You better hope that some of these loads have magenta, otherwise these piles of cyan and yellow are totally useless.“