Building a planned Presbyterian community directly next to the planned Catholic community of Ave Maria, FL and using my private militia of clerical-tartan clad calvinist rent-a-cops as well as corporate espionage to harrass the private militia of Ave Maria, forcing them to escalate their security spending and direct all resources from running the Catholic university that is the economic basis of the town into effecting total surveillance and social control, creating an environment of panopticism and paranoia in the once-idyllic community while destabilizing its economy and draining its founder, Domino’s pizza CEO Tom Monaghan, of the resources necessary to sustain Ave Maria, finally effecting its complete collapse and restructuring, much like the Soviet Union at the end of the cold war, my private army of iconoclasts will then storm the community, destroying the blasphemous oratorium and smashing images of the saints, replacing the lavish mansions and quaint local businesses with simple wooden huts where dour-faced puritan families will sing simple monophonic chants and profess doctrines of such utter humility,
i always give a lazy two finger salute when cars stop for me at a crosswalk and it’s devolved so much that at this point I feel like an icon of jesus whenever I cross the street
car: stops for me at a crosswalk
me:
oh blessed art thou automobile for you have served the meek and humble. go on your way knowing your act of kindness has saved me 2 minutes on my trip to the bodega
Pocket size mushroom sprites! In order of appearance:
September Sunset, Forest Moss, Frosted Amanita and Ghost Lichen.
These little guys stand 5′’ tall, smaller than my usual dolls, and will be available in my etsy shop for
€
90 (plus 16.30 for worldwide tracked shipping).
Their feet and head are made from polymer clay while their soft body and tail are reinforced with a wire armature to allow basic posability. Their tail also doubles as a support stand so your doll can be displayed upright!
They’ll be going live this Saturday, 4th of September, at 10pm GMT+1
imagine being the guy who discovered microorganisms trying to explain to people that you promise there are millions of little secret guys on everything
Imagine: you’re a Dutch cloth salesman named Antonie van Leeuwenhoek, and you want to take a closer look at your threads, so you make a microscope. Then you get very interested in making microscopes, and you start making better ones. Like really good, powerful for the time microscopes, without formal training, just because you like looking at stuff.
At the insistence of your doctor friend, you send the notes you’ve been taking to The Royal Society in London. They say “that’s nice” and put it on the fridge. Overjoyed, you keep sending them drawings and notes about all the stuff you see, and they give you a fatherly hair tousle.
Then you tell them you’ve found tiny animals under your microscope, and they yell that you’re full of shit, sending a brigade of scientists to your house. It takes them a year to believe you.
