I've gotten to the point where I ignore the canned response. It almost never leads to anything. Or I just respond with the canned "Yes, are you interested?" response, and that never goes anywhere, either.
Yes, you will die, but it could take decades.
I've seen people who have been productive, industrious, and prolific, producing thousands of images for decades who still really suck. You can't sharpen a toadstool.
Viverra.
If only he had gone after hedge fund managers and insurance CEOs instead of universities and airlines.
Too much, and in all the wrong ways.
It keeps getting better. The brush engine long ago left PS in the dust.
Apart from Substance, which has a proprietary format, every other format I use regularly is cross-platform, even *.PSD and *.AI. I've been enjoying directly painting inside Blender with UCUPaint. The only bitch is having to create my own brushes—with Krita.
Let's see any of these teenage chosen ones make banana fingers work.
"Though she be but little, she is fierce."
Their outrage is their choice. Looking away is always an option, and not doing that is also their choice.
You just have to look at the faces of the people wandering the computer poker games, and you are looking into the eyes of the damned.
Last time I was there was watching The Incredibles in the theater, so... 22 years? I don't imagine it has become any more sane. I think even demons would look at that place and say, "Enough. Even I have STANDARDS."
I can't remember the last time I was carded, but at my age, I can only take it as a compliment.
It once had that rare, coveted "0% Fresh" on Rotten Tomatoes, then one reviewer liked it, so that screwed it up.
Always brings this to mind when I see pictures on this theme: youtu.be/xe0IurIrqrU
"But we know she's a demon, come to lure him to demon's lair...
He knew he was walking into a waiting trap
Neatly laid out for him with a bait so richly wrapped
So, he went inside there to take on what he found
But he never escaped them, for who can escape what he desires?"
Genesis—The Lady Lies.
Well, he only stipulated a maximum, so a minimum being zero is still encompassed.
Never free, but reasonably affordable.
My philosophy is that the "meaning of life" is to resist entropy. To surrender to the inevitability of entropy is to give up any quest for meaning—to give up life itself. Time WILL erase everything, never doubt. But for a brief, shining moment, while we live, we can give Time the middle finger.
Well... it fit in your mouth, and that's just the other end of the same pipe, so...
It's every rich, arrogant asshole I've ever worked with—unjustifiably in awe of their own Dunning-Kruger genius, coming up with "brilliant" ideas in subjects they known nothing about, then blaming everybody else when those ideas can't be realized, or turn to shit.
Edna Mode needs to work on the stretchability of that uniform.
This is someone who has never seen an underground nuclear detonation, and is fucking useless at basic math. There's plenty of videos of them. They're educational. You'd need 5-10 nukes PER MILE of channel. Thousands, potentially, and STILL gigatons of soil to move for a usable channel.
I'm very sorry they cancelled that. It even had Max Headroom in it.
Maybe genii aren't evil—they're just neurodivergent. They honestly can't understand how the wishes they grant could make people unhappy.
I'm actually just three weasels in a trench coat.
I really have no idea what I'm doing where art is concerned. I just throw things at a page until it sorta looks more like one thing than all the other things it might be confused for. Mostly.
Dang, $35 for a half liter, though! 34% HCl is only about 5 bucks a gallon.
I feel betrayed by CLR. They went "eco friendly" and "non-toxic" and now it doesn't do shit. Recently found out that Zep calcium/lime/rust works like the old CLR. And that's how truly exciting my life is.