oops I went on a rant
last one is truth
These are all truth.
A rocker hopper penguin
okay so the other day i was walking downtown with my friend and a guy came up and asked for 50 cents to get a bus ticket. I said sure and started looking through my bag for my wallet and he just kept asking even though i had said yes, bartering with something in his hand.
"i just need 50 cents. for a ticket. just 50 cents for a tic-here. i’ll sell you this for it. its my good luck charm. i’ll sell it to you for fifty cents!"
"dude its fine i got you covered you don’t gotta do that"
"no, I want to. im selling this to you. its lucky."
"im just trying to find quarters man no biggie!"
"i am selling you this. i want you to have it. it means a lot to me"
the second i handed him the quarters he pressed this into my hand and walked away very quickly, calling over his shoulder how it was mine now and how important it was. it’s solid metal and ways at last five fucking pounds.
im about 100% certain it’s fucking cursed and he could only get rid of it by selling it so if i vanish out of nowhere that would be why.
aria getting cursed ass fuckin satan relics and youve only been in portland for like a month slow down.
I want to be reminded daily of grandeur of humanity. Intimately constantly reminded. Walking among the large artifices and towers, executing daily life in awe. To know that there is something bigger than me. That to build those monoliths it took more than one, more than me. That, unlike nature, it wasn’t chance, nor was it supernatural or destined, there was human intention, logic, reason. Collaboration. Cities create a clear sense of group. Of cohesion. Cities dont exist in disconnect from our fellows. We exist in some agreement. I want to be part of the that agreement.
Success, a short comic about following your dreams
(made in celebration of my Facebook page reaching 100K Likes)
What the hell are you supposed to say when you’re in the bathroom and people knock?
"Sorry come again?"