We had an interaction assignment, and GUESS WHAT I DID!!!

@kiwi-birds

mutual recognition

the_car.mp4

Sadly I cannot ID this handsome fellow as its face has been hidden for privacy's sake and I would like to respect that decision. Maybe some other day.

[ID: photo of a pigeon with a leaf blown into its face. end ID]

An adventuring party is in a cage suspended over acid the wizard clears his throat "I just sent a message to my wife she should be here to save us soon." "Wait your married?" Said the rouge "more importantly what is she gonna." The paladin is interrupted by a massive explosion.

"Hang on, hang on, hang on. You're married to a dragon?"

"Half-dragons come from somewhere, you know!" Vrilthacar sounds defensive.

"And you've never told us?"

"Well, it's very important for married people to cultivate different hobbies, you know! You can't go and make someone else's interests your whole life, it isn't healthy. So she has her collection, and I have my adventuring and my dabbling in things man was not meant to know. Our friendship groups don't actually cross over too much, and that's fine."

"But—but pillaging gold from the countryside is something we're supposed to stop—"

"Well, first of all, dragons help fight inflation, especially inflation that would otherwise be caused by adventurers, and second of all, not all dragons collect treasure. That's a stereotype. Honeybee collects dolls. Which admittedly has gotten us into more troublesome situations than gold might, but so long as we provide the haunted ones with suitable enrichment it's usually all right."

"Honeybee."

"Her full name is two minutes long, Tasler. Listen, I'm going to need you to stop doing microaggressions before she rips the roof off the Elder Lich's citadel, all right? Because she has been known to respond with macroaggressions."

Tasler gulps and falls quiet as half the ceiling falls into the acid. "Sugar-pumpkin, are you all right?"

"Completely unhurt!" Vrilthacar calls out cheerfully.

The paladin mouths, sugar-pumpkin??? but very carefully doesn't say it.

In art there's this concept of Negative Space, where you learn to understand that it's not just the thing you're looking at that's important, but the emptiness around it, and I wish we valued art more in our society because so much of life is like that.

It's important, when you look at something, to consider what isn't there just as much as what is

The stuff that isn't there is no less impactful

What people don't say is just as loud

Am I making sense?

There's this person I love, who is not a hypothetical figure or a convoluted metaphor but a living, breathing human being that I care for in real life, and I can count on my fingers how many times they've told me anything about their childhood.

But sometimes they give me advice, and this is what they say:

"You can't make anyone love you the way you need them to."

"It's what you don't see coming that kills you."

"Sometimes people only say "yes" because they don't know that "no" is an option."

"Feeling bad is a choice. If you're sad, just turn that off. Choose to feel something else."

"The law doesn't do shit when people just ignore it. Some people just dig their heels on and let the world spin around them, and that's how they get away with it."

And I don't agree with all the advice they give, but it paints the white around a black silhouette, doesn't it?

Every piece is like the shadow cast by something that isn't there.

Therre's a lot they'll probably never tell me, but the more they don't explain, the clearer the outline becomes.

If you only paint around a thing, and really get the details in, you might as well just blurt it out

I've been let down by those I love.

I'm always watching for danger, especially where there seems to be none.

My life has revolved around putting other's desires above my own.

I don't know how to be sad and alive at the same time.

I've been hurt by people who never faced justice.

If you only hear what's spoken, and only read the words on the page, and only appreciate an image for what's drawn, you miss out on half of everything you encounter.

And I feel like that's something we're losing our grip on

You know?

we can be so incredibly simple sometimes, it's magical

Nov 19th, international mens day!

She’s just like me honestly

Got asked what Laios' pony's name is and well OBVIOUSLY

Chilchuck listening to this with the patience of a man who has three children

For people who have never seen a cow I’ll explain:

Cows are covered in cow shit. All the time. Even clean cows who get bathed regularly have cow shit on them. But listen to me. Normal dairy cows are not getting baths. They have cowshit on them, the splash back from their cowshit gets on udders. So does cow urine. Also listen mud gets on cow udders, cow hair, bugs, and other nasties will get in the milk. But most importantly: cow shit. There is so much cow shit involved with cows even in the cleanest and healthiest dairies. Cows shit a LOT. Also for some reason cows like to lie down in cowshit. You will have a whole pasture with no cowshit and they will find the most disgusting pile of cowshit you’ve ever had the misfortune to smell and they lie right in it.

When cows were milked by hand this was a problem- when cows are milked with machinery this is a problem. Cows are animals and they shit. A lot. And it’s going to get into the milk. And listen. You do not want to drink cow shit germs in milk. And milk can be filtered all you want and it is- but germs? gotta cook those fuckers out. So you don’t get sick from the cowshit.

TLRD: cow shit.

I went on a date today and she found out I made the bike comic

I was out this this cute girl and I think we were really hitting it off, then she asked what kind of comics I make. I told her, and then as she looked at them on her phone, recognition came over her face.

Her: "oh...OH MY GOD... ARE YOU THE BIKE CUCK GUY???"

Me: "Y-yeah..."

Her: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

Her: "WAIT, HOLD ON, I GOTTA SHOW MY FRIENDS THIS."

She asked the people at the table behind us if she could borrow one of their phones for a second to pull up something on the browser. Then she held their phone somewhat in front of hers and took a photo of me along with it.

I never asked for the photo so here is my approximate recreation of what I think it looked like:

She was busy texting seemingly all of her friends as we finished our meals and stood up, when I decided to pipe up again.

Me: "Um, y-you know wh-what would make the happiness in the world increase..."

She looked up from her phone with a sly smile.

Her: "What?"

Me: "I-if...if we k-- um, kissed..."

Her amused smile slowly descending into an absolutely indiscernible neutral expression.

then, after a pause

it rose again into a smile

Her: "You... are so cute. Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."

I closed my eyes tight, and gently puckered my lips, bracing for a kiss.

Then she slapped my ass so hard that there is still a palm print on it.

nuclear power is impressive until you get up to why. "we use the most precisely engineered machinery ever created to split atoms to release energy" oh yeah how come? "boil water to turn a fan" get the fuck out

The power of atom turns out to be, yet again, the power of steam