it depends entirely on what the taco bell looks like
if it’s one of these taco bells:
there’s a general air of odd peacefulness as if you’re slightly and pleasantly displaced from time. there are few other customers, and they are each wrapped in their own quiet envelopes of spacetime, separate from you yet distinctly companionable. you can sit behind a planter and have a breakdown into your chalupa and nobody shall accost you at all. a solid cry. points lost for strange sensation of being watched by silent yet benevolent extradimensional outsiders. a solid 7/10
if it’s one of THESE taco bells:
the score lowers significantly. this is not a place you’re supposed to be for long. you are not welcome here. eat your nacho fries and leave. your tears are not welcome. 3/10
For artists who have problems with perspective (furniture etc.) in indoor scenes like me – there’s an online programm called roomsketcher where you can design a house/roon and snap pictures of it using different perspectives.
It’s got an almost endless range of furniture, doors, windows, stairs etc and is easy to use. In addition to that, you don’t have to install anything and if you create an account (which is free) you can save and return to your houses.
Examples (all done by me):
Here’s an example for how you can use it
Great find, thanks!
OMG HEAVEN!!
Bless you!!!!
Very nice resource for those looking to improve their perspective, composition, and background rendering skills!
Among the smartest and longest lived animals we can ever hope to interact with and it was willing to learn this stupid trick to amuse its human friend.
Public Service Announcement via @the.root #fingersupdontcall
A couple years ago, my mother (who is white) was watching from her window and saw a strange young black man in her driveway. He was crouching down beside her car as if hiding behind it. She didn’t call the police. She just kept an eye on him and waited. After about a minute of coaxing, he pulled a puppy out from under her car, gently tucked the puppy under his arm and walked away while lightly scolding it.
I’m not telling this story because my mom deserves a prize or anything, but to try to relate how terrifying a simple everyday activity can be. If my mother hadn’t been the person she was—and he had no way of knowing that—rescuing a lost wandering puppy could have easily gotten that man killed.
“rescuing a lost wandering puppy could have easily gotten that man killed”
-a sentence sounding utterly crazy to a non-American person
my femme girlfriend: [hour and a half later] ok I’m ready to leave the house
me: [throwing on shorts and a tank top] okay baby i love you and you look so pretty
My overdressed butch ass: [hour and a half later] ok I’m ready to leave the house
My femme girlfriend: [throwing on a sundress and head scarf] okay baby I love you and you look so handsome
Me: [after spending 6 hours on my hair and makeup] Babe I’m ready to head out now
My femme wife: [who has also taken 6 hours] Okay babe I love you I’m ready and your highlight is poppin severely but you need to blend that contour in a little bit
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