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I’m not sure what I’m doing. Mostly trying to learn how to create a web presence and share the art of my world.
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They were found on the roadside in South Australia when a passer-by noticed the vehicle upside down in a creek.
It’s believed he may have tried to steer the taxi out but failed and crashed into the vehicle behind, causing both to roll and overturn in the creek bed. -
“Hey you, sitting there staring at the TV, while the world passes you by, you too can be a painting prodigy! You just need to…” “Surprise!” To which I could only reply with a sarcastic, “Well I certainly am not surprised.”
Like a surprise birthday party or an enormous X-ray of your phallus, I guess this one came out of left field. While I have never painted or done anything artistic in any way, I’m still a huge fan of the show and its ability to get your butthole in the door. It’s kinda like if people got that way-over-stimulated at work when they went on a business trip. Not that I think of the show that way, but I bet if you play the show enough times you start thinking that’s what’s going on. If you’re going to watch paint dry, might as well paint something.
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‘Quick!’ Robot pirates jumped up and said “Let’s do the Jaws Dance!” Soon, everyone was dancing. When the music stopped, the pirates all cheered, and for the first time since puberty, I wanted to join them.
“You’re a robot pirate,” I told my sea monster, “You don’t need a partner.” “Yes I do,” he insisted. “I need someone who doesn’t expect me to do anything. I need someone who will allow me to float and roll around the floor. I need someone who doesn’t care that I’m a robot. That’s you, buddy.”
So, we did the Jaws Dance together. “Dancing like a robot can be cool. I don’t know if I should.” I sat at the edge of the bed, pondering this revelation. “Will robots ever be considered human?” I asked him, hoping he’d agree.
“No, but some will,” he predicted. “Humans have been thinking in robotic terms for a long time. When we first started building machines like the one you’re in, we called them android because we thought of them as humans in an android body. Our idea of human was whatever we thought we were. What if we kept trying to express ourselves through robots the way we do with ourselves, instead of trying to express ourselves through the rest of humanity?
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