Subtropical Islander

With reaction videos, you can experience someone's first time listening to Weird Al Yankovic's "Hardware Store" for the first time.

Coordinated Universal Time.

The system by which every computer in existence now keeps count of the passing seconds.

And I mean that literally. To a computer system "now" is a number that represents the total number ov seconds that have passed since midnight on the 1st of January, 1960.

1960/01/01 00:00:01 is literally the beginning of time as far as a computer is concerned.

What Cities Would Look Like Without Lights

What Cities Would Look Like Without Lights

The perfectionism of artists has them researching stuff in a way that only scientists can compare. Some artists become experts in biology or anatomy. Other special interests have them going down rabbit holes to make them better at their art.

Disney animators said "we are perfecting the code for this snow if it kills us" and researched and invented code until it acted like real snow in Frozen and snow scientists were like hey. Did we just fucking solve the Dyatlov Pass mystery. And the animators answered no. We made snow. YOU applied the knowledge and did the experiments to solve what could have happened at Dyatlov Pass.

A deep, intense, reverent love for the world — or at least some aspect of it.

A love for the way snow falls and birds call and water flows and trees grow and the sun shines and words rhyme and the universe spins and people live.

The love of an artist for their subject is just the same as a researcher's for theirs.

They say to be loved is to be known.

A Glasgow building during demolition (1972), showing soot trails to chimneys.

her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.

remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.

damn near every time I mention im working on a fic or piece of fanart, he gasps in hopeful anticipation and asks "tamatoa and heihei?!" and he always acts bitterly disappointed