the seams were licked and whacked together with a thin
stick of ivory plastic maybe meant to mimic the curves
of a rib bone-surface modeling training at work













the seams were licked and whacked together with a thin
stick of ivory plastic maybe meant to mimic the curves
of a rib bone-surface modeling training at work
pushed these out with the green screw machine
i pushed it into the cardboard to make it ring. they didn’t fire so hard and break when you take them off. some of them i dipped in black glaze some were dipped in brick slip from Williamsburg
TS: The NGHBRS station is dysfunctional due to an outside force, and lack of care.
So you have this bonky world. Systems generally work fine. The company that runs it is The THE. T-h-e T-H-E.
Like if Tesla and Apple merged with Google as their backbone. I guess it probably follows Asimov’s laws.
TB: It’s beyond a monopoly. It’s a technopoly.
TS: I think that the AI became engaged in when the solar blast hit.
But somehow it grew into this thing that manages this region of space. Beyond neighbors.
TS: So some people are like: “Oh, I hate The THE system. Candy-goody. I wanna go to the “Ruckus Quadrant”. I just wanna like…”
TB: “Where I can get laid.”
TS: “Where I can get laid. Where I can get yelled at!”
MM: And the AI made the neighbors station?
TS: Yeah. It established the workflow.
TB: The open secret is that nobody knows how anything works.