According to a recent report published by the Aargauer Zeitung (h/t Golem.de), around three million smart toothbrushes have been infected by hackers and enslaved into botnets.

The most cyberpunk thing on your dash today.

when I see something dated 2019 I think “oh that’s not too long ago” and then I remember that 2019 was not only five years ago but those five years have somehow contained several lifetimes

"Video Games encourage violence!"

Mmhmmm that's why I'm sitting here staring at a map of Hyrule trying to remember how the hell contour lines work and whether that's just Ol' Yonder Hill or if that's sheer cliff face of doom.

I remember in the 90s when people were slamming Hanson (the band, not the racist Australian politician) for looking like girls, and then today I had YouTube on and it threw up 'Sweet Child o' Mine' by Guns n' Roses, and I would like to submit the following meme for public consideration:

I wasn't there in 1987*, so I don't know if anyone was telling Axl Rose he looked like a girl, but I bet that's the one difference. In the 80s that was just rock hair. By the late 90s, it was gender questioning territory, and not in the fun way where you're doing it to yourself.

What changed?

*well, I was four, so wasn't interrogating gender norms yet, other than some vague thoughts about why I was considered weird for being disinterested in playing with dolls and wanting to build things out of bricks instead

Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

$50,000 immediately dropped into my bank account wouldn't improve EVERYTHING but boy it sure would be a grand, sexy little start to a good, happy life path, don't you think

new ship dynamic called schrodinger’s divorce where characters are simultaneously bitterly divorced and fondly married for twenty years

i learned about Tim Wong who successfully and singlehandedly repopulated the rare California Pipevine Swallowtail butterfly in San Francisco. In the past few years, he’s cultivated more than 200 pipevine plants (their only food source) and gives thousands of caterpillars to his local Botanical Garden (x)

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it's funny, I was talking to someone last night who didn't really know what an illustrator was. so when I introduced myself as one, he gave a speech that would've probably gone over well with a gallery artist, but which was precision-tailored to make any illustrator within a 50 mile radius go into eyes-glowing-red kill mode.

his speech was about how there is a difference between craft and art, and how people can practice craft (as in, skillfully execute a painting) without it having any artistic merit.

so I'm someone who gets paid to paint waffles for restaurant menus and dinosaurs for museums exhibits, and AHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH! you can't make art without it being something something you've made. does that make sense? like every illustrator I know has an individual way of approaching any given imagery that is informed by a lifetime of inspiration, and of passive intake of culture, and of the specific mistakes they make because of whatever their particular mass of grey matter deems as important thing to render or unimportant, just fuck it up.

I can make something that is informed by both a century of Canadian print-making and by my own particular neurosis, and it can also be commissioned commercial imagery that I regurgitate without care because I want to pay my mortgage. everything is art, nothing isn't art, art is something sticky and impossible to shake off of you.

anyway he got very wide-eyed and said "I'm sorry if I offended you," so today I feel a bit bad for having gotten so, uh.... excited.