blog of testiclese this is where the shit went down, but before you got here

I had a funny thought, here we go.

“Your fingers would bleed if you tried to write code this bad.”

Things I’ve realized today (as of 8:16am):

The greatness of art isn’t of the art at all, it’s in how the person receives the art. If two sloshing buckets of piss move you, they’re moving you, and that’s art.