I had the honor to meet Greg and visit DCH Studio (they recorded/mixed IU’s Japanese song ‘Beautiful Dancer’ and album ‘Can You Hear Me’), as well as meet Yusuke Kozaki (mangaka/game design artist who drew official art for Nintendo and various games)!
Visiting their studios (thank you Sahé) was really inspiring and I gained a lot of knowledge from talking to them! I felt like I was top secret zones/holy areas, but they were really humble and kind??? I got to hear the master/mix of IU’s Beautiful Dancer and I almost got a heart attack…
Mr. Kozaki even gave me gifts (He drew Lucina for me ahhhhh!!!) and invited us to a homemade dinner ㅠㅠ His studio is so badass and he even showed me his WIPs/PSD files of game art??? I have been incredibly blessed…
look at this shit. look. at. this. shit. it has fifteen thousand notes. what does it mean? why does a picture of the pin k panther with a to do lis that makes NO SENSE have fiFTEEN FUCKING NOTES. WHY. my mom could make better posts that this shit. what even. fuck tumblr.
looks like someone doesnt know what to do. to do. to do, to do, to do, to do, to dooooooooooooo, dodododododo
gerb was my high school physics teacher. (gerb is short for mr. gerber.) when we were learning about radiation and whatnot, and we touched on radiation poisoning, gerb decided to tell us a story.
when gerb was in high school, he worked in a supermarket. a cashier. there was this one little old lady, mrs. cassopolis, who was a regular. mrs. cassopolis firmly believed that the lasers used to scan her food items would give her radiation poisoning. they tried to explain that’s not a thing. but old cass wouldn’t hear a word of it.
the employees had to punch in every. last. grocery. item. MANUALLY.
and this woman would buy cartfulls of food every week, like any good grandma trying to feed her five children and eighteen grandchildren every time they come for a Sunday visit. so pretty soon, the employees figured out a strategy to get her on her way and get on with their lives.
one or more employees would distract old cass while the cashier would scan all the items he could as fast as humanly possible while she wasn’t paying attention.
now this supermarket had a rewards program for its most efficient workers. the computer would track how quickly the cashiers scanned items, and how many total they scanned in one day, that kind of thing. so one day, gerb’s boss came to him and said “uh,”
“you scanned three hundred items in six minutes last Tuesday during your shift” and gerb says “i recall” “that’s about four times faster than anything i’ve ever seen” and gerb says “yea ok” “jeremy what happened?”
and gerb says
“i had to save a little old woman from placebo radiation”
Wolf in Shepherd's Clothing 