Posted by vlorbik on May 24, 2016
Posted by vlorbik on May 22, 2016
the twenty-four heptagons can of course each be
“rotated” seven ways (in such a way that faces
are taken to faces… and so on [vertices to
vertices, squags to squags…]). hold on there.
what’s a squag, you say. well, a blend, a blur,
or the ideal.
RPB, ROY, BGY,
RMG, BMO, YMP,
anyhow, 24*7=168; these diagrams, then (were they
complete) would display (all of the) 168 ways to
“rearrange the colors” of MRBGPYO in such a way
that squags stay squags.
how do i turn off auto-“correct”?
it is impossible to work under these conditions.
when i say squag i mean squag and if the typer
won’t let me do it, we’re through.
Posted by vlorbik on May 18, 2016
Posted by vlorbik on May 13, 2016
vlorbik’s diner. some new “verse” in the sidebar.
wretched interface. testing, one, two.
Posted by vlorbik on March 8, 2016
Posted by vlorbik on March 7, 2016
/Users/operator/Library/Containers/com.apple.PhotoBooth/Data/Pictures/Photo Booth Library/Pictures/Photo on 3-6-16 at 9.00 PM.jpg
this only works if you happen to be on this particular computer.
but it’s probably the best i can do for now. just another photo
of my beautiful living space. eat your hearts out.
Posted by vlorbik on November 20, 2015
(in her own kitchen): madeline’s
cooking show. the garlic bread is
evidently experimental. we’ll see
how it goes.
Posted by vlorbik on October 14, 2015
Posted by vlorbik on October 11, 2015
but to prep a big ol’ load
of dirty dishes was very heaven.
okay goddamn it.
i can’t put in the phucking photo.
there’s this button that says “add media”.
time was, you’d click it.
and could then, you know, “add media”…
in the phorm of a phuckin photo in the
case nearest to hand.
but now you click it and nothing phucking
happens except maybe some demon
made of sand and satellites
and malice and money
laughs at you in whatever
robots-from-hell use for
mad-scientist cackle these days.
it’s hard to keep up.
because the harder you try,
the more they phucking punish you
owen by the way.
it sez at the top of the window-frame
/*There’s now an easier way to create on WordPress.com! Switch to the improved posting experience.*/
so easy, it’s fucking impossible.
i meant for this to’ve been a cheerful
little two-liner with a photo.
they don’t play fair and if i’d’ve had
any sense i’d’ve run away and stayed away
a long time ago.
fuck this forever.