imagine this guy using powers in a snow storm

Pukicho marketplace! I got a synth 2 sell!! The OB6! DM if u want it!!

Sounds quite edible :)

No

some bard named Gerardus Arthur of Waye: damn that’s sucks i should go write music

can you guys stop fighting on my canvas thanks

Somebody please give the WSDOT social media folks a raise.

i hate it when someone asks me what my favorite work of art is because i can't say "the one of the woman chilling on the rocks with a dragon lying in her lap and giving off powerful big dick energy" but how else am i supposed to describe it

this is the definition of living deliciously

This is Dragon Resting It's Head On The Lap of a Woman by Robert Leinweber

There's something about this twist on the common unicorn lore that unicorns will lay their heads in the laps of fair (virgin) maidens that I'm absolutely in love with here. Where those women are often portrayed as fragile and innocent and pure, this woman is completely nonchalant. She is confident in her position as part of or benefactor of this dragon's hoard. There is a man climbing to the roost, an interloper, and she has no concerns whatsoever. She and her dragon are content and unconcerned with the petty greed of mortals.

In summary, I want to eat this artwork.

Evil!Susie compilation

I have been going to the national archives about once or twice a season for the last two years, and there’s never once been a chair near this sign

does anyone want to see a really good picture of my kitty cat

not a cat, first off

snale

Maria Skłodowska-Curie's notebooks are crazy once you think about it. They're so radioactive they have to be sealed in a lead box. Imagine a world where atomic theory is forgotten and a dude just goes "yea there's a book that details the secrets of the universe, the machinations of the creation of existence down to its barest essentials, but if you get close to it you fucking die. The more you read it the more your body slowly disassembles into mush." like wat excuse me

extremely dumb comic detailing a small misunderstanding. ninjago lore gets pretty wild.....

whatever I'm out of here.

These guys would be the biggest hit at any Renaissance fair they went to.

An envoy from a kingdom in the far East comes to your hamlet and of course you give them a warm welcome!

Do you have any idea what access to the spice road would do for the tiny Dukedom of Fairground By the Budget Hilton?

Crow's Salmon Adventure, Part 2

((Part 1 for context))

Okay folks, it's time to take the abomination out of the mold. Smells... not terrible? Vaguely of ketchup. Not too fishy.

Does not want to come out of the mold. Uh oh.

Oh...

Oh no

Oh no

This is fine

(I am in hell actually)

It's happening. We're eating it. It's... actually decent?

The texture is... moist. Cold. Vaguely gelatinous, but smooth? Honestly the sauce or even just a little dill makes the flavor so much better. It balances out the fishiness. A little dill and garlic in the mix would be a nice addition. Out of the seven of us, we have:

-Two people eating huge globs of it enthusiastically with celery and crackers

-Me, snacking on small amounts with an "eh, it's edible" attitude

-Four people who tried a bite and seem to share the opinion of "it tasted like I expected it to and I don't care for it"

It's not the worst thing we've eaten. It's not even the worst thing we're eating tonight (stay tuned to hear about desert - Thanksgiving diner inspired oreos).

Was it worth greasing the pan with mayonnaise? No. Do not grease the pan with mayonnaise. I put the extra salmon goop in another pan with cooking spray to test and it slid out perfectly. Meanwhile the mayo-drenched abomination came out flayed and glistening. Just use cooking spray or oil. Not mayo. Please.

Here it is on the table, ready to be eaten:

And the first person to dip into the unholy mess:

My one (1) crackerful:

(I could not get any more of that texture down my throat)

Bonus round: our friend who decided he wanted to keep the rest of it had no utensils so SCOOPED IT WITH HIS HAND INTO A BAG instead of just borrowing the casserole dish:

And now if you would care to see more culinary horrors from tonight, I will be blogging about the Thanksgiving dinner Oreos in a new thread.

More photos from the Salmon Devouring last night. Watching my dear friend slide the remainder of the abomination, jiggly and glistening, into a plastic bag using his bare hands was a heck of an experience. No one asked him to do this. He chose to live this way. What a guy. I'm so glad he loved it so much and forever haunted by the thought of him cutting off a corner of the bag to slurp it up like one of those Churu cat treats.