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 […]
Gravity and Wind
Vincent’s Starry Night Updated for the Pacific Northwest
The original, 1889. The evolved version, 2017. The darkness is gone. ~ Thanks, mustard.
The Mystery of Surfaces
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 […]
Black Widow Leaves Her Nest
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 […]
