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The image used in the background of the Gravity Falls logo HAS BEEN FOUND!!

It's located in France!!

I made a thread on Twitter explaining the full story and how I even asked Ian Worrel and Alex Hirsch about it, but lemme run down quickly how it was found and where it is!

After 3 years of searching with some friends on and off, we had no real luck. I've been working on a video about it for a while but decided to try one more time. My friend @trickengf suggested looking at international logos as they may have more of the image available and sure enough...we found logos like the Japanese and Russian GF logo had more visible detail of the image.

From that, Tricken made a remake of the image and used it to find it. He ended up finding the source at about 3AM for me, lol!

My friend Fried Oreos then confirmed the image was old enough to fit the criteria of pre GF pilot, by determining the image was on the Textures website it was sourced from since 2008!

Then, my friend Alex M managed to buy the HD image and we were able to analyze its metadata for more info!

Turns out, the image, called "LandscapeMountains0009," was taken by a Nikon D70 camera on April 18, 2007!

THE GRAVITY FALLS LOGO IMAGE IS ALMOST 18 YEARS OLD!!

From there, we began looking for the location. The meta data had no location, but other images taken around the same time showed signs of maybe the location being in Europe.

After over a day of searching, Tricken, Alex M and Oreos FOUND IT!!

The location of the image is a mountain range near the town of Sers, France...near the border with Spain.

Exact coordinates of the closest viewable angle of the image is 42°54'23.2"N 0°06'05.6"E

This is a major discovery and one I cannot believe we did. While this search was started by me in 2021 with some friends, it was TrickenGF, Alex M and Fried Oreos who deserve all the credit for this discovery! They were the geniuses who tracked all of this down and were able to connect the dots to get to this point.

You guys are amazing and I am beyond grateful for all of this.

Finding this image means that fans can now recreate the Gravity Falls logo as they want with anything they want. For example, Tricken made this for me using the image :D

Or, you can do this, lol

We now have it!

For 12 years as we looked at the Gravity Falls logo...we were in reality looking at a mountain in France...NOT Oregon!

So, I guess this is a major W for France but sorry, Pacific Northwest, Gravity Falls is actually French, lol!

one of the reasons he initiated breaking up with me over text (but then denied that was what he was doing?) was because he wanted to join what was essentially a scamming scheme and didnt like that i didnt approve of it. the scamming scheme (which he himself had been scammed by previously and still wanted to join) fell through 3 weeks after we broke up.

i also asked for three things after we broke up: a pair of gym shorts he had accidentally took and was going to return to me anyway, my collection of spoons that got mixed up with his cooking stuff when we moved out that i had been trying to find anyway for three months, and a shirt that i had thrifted that he had ended up with at some point that i had also asked for back previously. combined they had a value of maybe 14 USD. he gave me shit for this because he didnt ask for anything back.

they are in a storage locker??? with other weird things that might be mine that he wants to give back to me but cant because of """work commitments""" (whatever that means) (he could not tell me what the things were. also it sounds now like it is one single spoon and not multiple?)

he doesnt actually know how long its been since we broke up

he is clearly and very evidently not over me (we knew this already) (i am quite over him) (he also aparently still cares about me. this was written out in the worst like hallmark movie esque monologue ever. im pretty sure he included the phrase "bottom of the boots")

hes back on the well Why are You being So Annoying about me Returning these things to You as if he himself was not the one to go through the effort of getting unblocked to return something. buddy.

hes incredibly offended that i blocked him and literally took this as a sign of like war, despite the fact that he himself blocked me MULTIPLE TIMES while we were dating. he said that i "gave him my word" i would not block him. i never said this.

hes a financial advisor now???? (baffling when you remember hE BOUGHT A TESLA RIGHT OUT OF COLLEGE) (previously he was a used car salesman. hes also buying a house???? remember this guy was part of a SCAMMING SCHEME)

he is "very sorry for how i treated you and blah blah blah i was awful you were right blah blah blah but no im not trying to get you back i just wanted you to know how i feel....oh you dont like me anymore??? can i do anything to fix that???" no. :)

he still knows positively nothing about my career. the career that i got qualified to do While We Were Dating.

he posted a literal notes app Bullet point encouragement list wHILE WE WERE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION

he has not mailed the spoons yet. i sincerely doubt he will.

my sister and katya continued to be absolute legends throughout the entire exchange (blue is katya and gray is my sister)

aparently he still works as a used car salesman but at a Different dealership now (despite the fact that he says he doesnt? idk im just as lost as you are)

hes "changed a lot" false. lies. slander.

he has still not mailed my spoons because hes a "busy man" (seriously guys HOW HARD is it to go to a post office?????)

then he also tried to mail them on labor day aparently, entirely forgetting that it was a national holiday where the whole point is to Not Work and that Includes the Post Office

surprise surprise hes still not over the fact that i blocked him

so what to do in such a situation? well. i was ready to cut my losses and my spoons and move on with my life, but lovely and wonderful roommate katya was having none of it. so he took matters into his own hands and was far less nice than i had been.

some excerpts include:

"i cannot express to you how annoyed i am at reaching out having to reach out about this situation again."

"i am going to call you if you do not start responding and giving us bad hallmark lines instead of actually being honest."

"do i get the wonderful experience of getting a response back or am i just supposed to guess?"

"get it done and i won't have to reach out again."

"mailing a usps package is not a hard task"

"also, saph did not put me to this, before you bother her about it. this was my own choice because i want to see her happy."

so it’s been like? a month? perhaps slightly more???? and ex (yes you are all right this is brad who we used to call a himbo but i don’t respect him enough to use his name so we’re calling him the ex) has stopped responding to both me and my roommate at this point.

today i’m pondering my missing spoons and i remember that ex and i still have one single mutual friend (a real feat when you remember he had no friends at all) and so i decide to message her and asks if she still talks to him. she says no not really, we just have a snap streak. i explain the situation, she provides condolences and says she is going to text him about it (because she’s a good person)

several hours later she responds and says that he’s aparently still gathering things (??) and his mom is looking for a spoon, but she doesn’t know if he’s telling the truth or not.

also aparently he shaved his head. no more charles leclerc perm for him. can’t decide if this is a downgrade or an upgrade. going with neither.

several more hours pass and after nearly 2 weeks of silence i get an instagram message that is a photo of one of my missing spoons.

not just any missing spoon either! my favorite missing spoon!

and i tell him yes that is my spoon thank you

he has not yet responded

and rivetingly, he claims that he is dropping the spoons off today.

i thought he was mailing them??? you might be asking

well you would be correct

see a few weeks ago i told him i was moving at the end of the month (i’m not but no one needs to know that) and that i therefore needed them before then. in case you’re wondering today is september 25. october first is right around the corner.

he was halfway across the country for some reason or other last week. told me he would mail them on monday (2 days ago). i text him on monday my address again cause he definitely lost it. he says thanks. i said you’re mailing them right? he says no cause i actually have work today (which he would have known last week, this is typical he expects everyone to de work their lives around him) i have to drop them off cause it’s too close to the end of the month. literally incorrect but whatever. i don’t feel like fighting.

again i present him with: Please Bring Them To My Second Job. he knows where this is. all of my coworkers are briefed on the drama. i will not be there. (my roommate though, will). he claims that he is going to bring them “around 4.”

he claims that he is dropping

the spoons off today.

then she meets this absolutely unhinged berserker woman that's bleeding all over the place but damn she's good at fighting and it turns out she needs a healer that can work with her that isn't one of the pansy barrier healers that the meta teams want and noone wants a berserker because they're insane and get stronger the closer to death they are, which barrier healers can't help because they're designed for preventing damage and topping off whatever slips past their mitigation. MC's healer class is fucking awesome at sustain and keeping people from dying but all the meta parties use classes and equipment that rely on constantly being topped off, which she can't do because she mostly has beefy heals and defense buffs

so, seeing nothing else to do, MC and Zerker go dungeon diving and after a rocky start, they hit off immediately because MC is actually insanely fight-happy and just wants the rush of a good fight, while Zerker is partly a masochist and partly doing this as a coping mechanism

and thus they become badasses that get further down the dungeon than anyone else in recent history all through sheer gumption, spite, and a looooooot of hyperviolence

req'd by @albertas-worst-nightmare

oh spike...

Proship has never meant anything except a combination of three ideas:

Ship and let ship (your ships don't harm me and vice-versa) and YKINMK (your kink is not my kink, and that's okay; my kink stories don't harm you and vice-versa)

Harassment over fiction is not acceptable

Censorship of fiction is not acceptable either

Decided to probably name them Edgar. Need my silly pun names.

I've been watching the track events at the Olympics since I was a wee lad. It was a tradition in our family. We'd gather around our ancient low-definition 19 inch CRT television and watch tiny blobs compete against other tiny blobs and root for our country.

It was a bit like watching YouTube on your phone in 144p.

Several heroes emerged.

Jackie Joyner-Kersee was amazing.

You can't forget about Flo-Jo.

And then the Olympics decided NBA players were allowed in the competition.

Which formed... The Dream Team.

Was this fair?

Well... they won each game by an average of 44 points.

So... no. It was not fair.

Though it became more fair as time went on.

But, umm... yeah. The other teams looked like the Washington Generals and the US looked like the Harlem Globetrotters if they stopped screwing around half of the game.

But my absolute favorite Olympian was a runner named Michael Johnson.

He was cool as heck.

For one thing... gold shoes.

But he also had this crazy, upright, Tom Cruise-ish sprinting style that just made him look like a running robot on the track.

And in the 1996 Atlanta games he just trounced EVERYONE. I mean, it wasn't even close.

Yikes. Those losing blobs are probably really embarrassed.

Last night I decided to invigorate my nostalgia and watch the track events again. And I got to see one of the wildest races in history.

It didn't even last 10 seconds but it was one of the most exciting sporting events I've ever witnessed. Almost every runner won the race.

After I saw that initially, I was like... who the heck won???

Even in slow motion I wasn't sure.

This was one of the closest finishes in history. There has never been a race where all 8 runners were within this margin.

The arena was silent as the winner was being confirmed. The runners just kind of paced around waiting for official word. My best guess was the Jamaican runner, Kishane Thompson. But then the loudspeaker announced Noah Lyles.

The last tiny morsel of American pride burst out of me with a big "Wooooo!"

I forgot what it was like to be proud of my country. I wish it happened more often. But this young man, despite being last place in the first 3rd of the race, turned on the afterburners and won in a photo finish.

And that's when my inner nerd took over.

Because when they showed the photo finish image, it looked super weird.

Why is the track white?

Why do all of the runners look all warpy like that QWOP game?

So I went down a research rabbit hole to figure this out.

Photo finishes are actually fascinating. The first photo finish captured the end of a horse race in 1890. But that was mostly luck and timing. The actual photo finish mechanisms weren't used until 1937.

Originally they would film the finish line through a physical slit.

And the first horsie head that appeared in that slit would be the winner. This technology ended a huge aspect of corruption in horse race fixing almost overnight.

But we have come a long way since then. And I'd like to introduce you to the Omega Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate.

This slow motion camera sits fixed on the finish line of every race. The concept of the photo finish has remained remarkably similar to the 1930s approach. The camera sensor is specially designed to only record a vertical slit.

Only the finish line itself is actually captured.

And because it limits what it records to only that slit, it can capture 40,000 frames per second to get amazing temporal resolution.

So why don't the photo finishes just look like, well... this?

That is because the camera takes a picture of time more-so than dimensional space. I guess it would be more accurate to say it *assembles* a picture of time.

As the runners cross the finish line, the camera combines all of the little strips of pictures into a single image.

It's almost like if you tried to reassemble a piece of paper after it had been shredded.

Imagine each strip of paper is a picture of ONLY the finish line, just at a slightly different point in time.

What if someone stopped on the finish line and didn't move... what would that look like?

Once they got there, the same part of their body would just be repeated.

So the right side of the photo finish picture represents earlier in time and it just assembles the image strip by strip as time passes and you literally get a picture of time itself.

NEAT!

Okay, but how do they determine the winner from the photo finish?

I mean, that shoe looks like it is ahead of Noah Lyles!

Clavicles!

The IAFF rules state the foremost part of the torso must cross the finish line first. And the endpoint of the torso is the outer end of the clavicle.

So if you get this bone across the finish line first, you win the race.

Two more fun facts!

The start of the race is actually just as carefully timed as the end of the race. There are sensors in the starting blocks of each runner.

The starting gun also has an electronic sensor.

They have determined the fastest a human can react to the sound of a gun is roughly 100 milliseconds. So if you start running before 100 milliseconds they know you didn't actually hear the gun, you just got antsy and started running too early.

And the final fun fact...

Did you notice the Omega logo at the top of the photo finish?

That isn't superimposed or added after the fact. That is captured by the camera.

But if this image is composed only of tiny little slivers, how did they get the Omega logo to show up?

That is a little display. And it is synchronized with the Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate to show a little sliver of the Omega logo for each frame captured.

So when the final image is stitched together, it looks like a cohesive logo at the top of the photo.

This is frustrating.

I love the comparison, but I hate how they are comparing.

They are acting like she is using optics to give herself an advantage. But the device she is wearing is just for comfort and essentially does the same thing as closing one eye and squinting the other.

The little thing over the left eye is basically like an eye patch.

And the thing over her right eye is a mechanical iris, like in a camera lens, but it is NOT a lens.

Different lighting environments are going to be brighter or darker and you may have to squint more or less to let in the same amount of light into your eye. Squinting allows the shooter to get the sharpest possible vision in order to shoot a bullseye the size of a 12-point Times New Roman period.

But if you have to squint for hours for practice and in competition, this can strain your face muscles and become uncomfortable. So this iris basically squints for you.

It's more like wearing comfortable shoes so your feet do not hurt than a lens magnifying the target and giving an advantage.

Both athletes have access to these items. One felt more comfortable without them. The other didn't feel like getting a muscle cramp from squinting all day.

Either would have shot the same if they had or had not used these devices.

Just a funny difference in gear preference.

The gold medal winner in the women's air pistol finals was adorable and a bit overshadowed.

Oh Ye-jin, who is only 19, won gold and set an Olympic record with her final score.

Kim Yeji is her mentor and seems very supportive of her.

Also, Oh Ye-jin added a little heart to the barrel blocking thingie.

I mean, it's like she got lost at summer camp and just wandered into the Olympics to win gold.

And then the commentator said the bullseye was literally the size of a period—smaller than the actual pellets they are shooting. And that the entire target was the size of a coin.

They'd have to set up a macro lens next to every target for you to see them.

Pretty much every shot lands within the 3 inner circles. And if you hit the 3rd circle your shot is basically garbage. Like you'd see the shooters grimace and do an angry little foot stomp if they hit it there.

Like, if you get a 7 you might as well go home.

And the best shot possible is a 10.9—which would be hitting as close to the bullseye as can be measured.

This was Oh Ye-jin's final gold medal winning shot.

A 10.6!

It's absolutely bonkers how precise these shooters are.

I mean... look at this period...

.

Now imagine trying to shoot it from 30 feet away.

This is frustrating.

I love the comparison, but I hate how they are comparing.

They are acting like she is using optics to give herself an advantage. But the device she is wearing is just for comfort and essentially does the same thing as closing one eye and squinting the other.

The little thing over the left eye is basically like an eye patch.

And the thing over her right eye is a mechanical iris, like in a camera lens, but it is NOT a lens.

Different lighting environments are going to be brighter or darker and you may have to squint more or less to let in the same amount of light into your eye. Squinting allows the shooter to get the sharpest possible vision in order to shoot a bullseye the size of a 12-point Times New Roman period.

But if you have to squint for hours for practice and in competition, this can strain your face muscles and become uncomfortable. So this iris basically squints for you.

It's more like wearing comfortable shoes so your feet do not hurt than a lens magnifying the target and giving an advantage.

Both athletes have access to these items. One felt more comfortable without them. The other didn't feel like getting a muscle cramp from squinting all day.

Either would have shot the same if they had or had not used these devices.

Just a funny difference in gear preference.

The gold medal winner in the women's air pistol finals was adorable and a bit overshadowed.

Oh Ye-jin, who is only 19, won gold and set an Olympic record with her final score.

Kim Yeji is her mentor and seems very supportive of her.

Also, Oh Ye-jin added a little heart to the barrel blocking thingie.

I mean, it's like she got lost at summer camp and just wandered into the Olympics to win gold.

And then the commentator said the bullseye was literally the size of a period—smaller than the actual pellets they are shooting. And that the entire target was the size of a coin.

They'd have to set up a macro lens next to every target for you to see them.

Pretty much every shot lands within the 3 inner circles. And if you hit the 3rd circle your shot is basically garbage. Like you'd see the shooters grimace and do an angry little foot stomp if they hit it there.

Like, if you get a 7 you might as well go home.

And the best shot possible is a 10.9—which would be hitting as close to the bullseye as can be measured.

This was Oh Ye-jin's final gold medal winning shot.

A 10.6!

It's absolutely bonkers how precise these shooters are.

I mean... look at this period...

.

Now imagine trying to shoot it from 30 feet away.