So, this is cool. Snow falls, and that’s gravity. It stores the gravity as mass, and crushes the poor old mustard to the ground, the poor dear, sob, but, ta da! The […]
The original, 1889. The evolved version, 2017. The darkness is gone. ~ Thanks, mustard.
Do surfaces have edges? Or do edges have surfaces? Is an edge the limit to a surface? Is a surface the space between two edges, that is given substance because the edges […]
Who needs a nest, a web, or any of that fooferall that ties a girl down so… … when the mustard … … ah, the mustard … … does it all for […]