I saw these things and wanted to share...

He’s been standing looking out of their yard and worrying about the piano in the Town Hall, sitting alone and unplayed, slowly succumbing to the cold damp, and David thinks it isn’t fair that someone who makes him so happy can also make him so deeply sad. He holds onto Patrick until Patrick shakes off his worry and goes to mess with their CRM software, and then he texts Ronnie.

It only takes a few hours before Ronnie is backing her truck down their driveway with the woman who has been in the background the last few times David’s Facetimed her but whom they’ve never discussed. Patrick’s out for his run in the only two hours of sunshine they’re supposed to have today, so David stays well clear as Ronnie and Hurit lay down some ramps and push it up against the awkward bit of wall in the living room David was thinking of getting some kind of side table for. Hurit tunes it carefully, commenting on what a surprisingly good instrument it is for being abandoned to the Town Hall, and then they go home with the gift baskets David left out on the kitchen island, Ronnie reminding David of his promise that he won’t let Patrick call and thank her “so I don’t have to hear his dumb Leave it to Beaver politeness.”

I must study politics and war, that our sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. Our sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history and naval architecture, navigation, commerce and agriculture in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry and porcelain.

so his solution for this problem was… to solely read serial web novels in languages that (1) he did not speak, and (2) for which there was no actual translation, fan or otherwise

apparently, the combined forces of “trying to figure out WTF is going on via the power of Google Translate" + “cultural differences in storytelling conventions” + “the inherent randomness of where the hell amateur authors are gonna take their plots”—those all mashed up to make stories that were unpredictable enough to keep him guessing all the time

then he described to me this totally batshit-sounding Hungarian story he’d been obsessively reading once a week for years

Here are amazing deer skeletal references by Rico LeBrun! They were created during production of Disney’s Bambi, to help aid the artists.

The link to download the images in their full glory:

Edit: oh wow I just looked at the URL and it’s.. hmm. Hmmmmmmmm