I find profound, ephemeral beauty in elaborate sand castles that will eventually be consumed by the tides. I find profound, ephemeral beauty in dul-tson-kyil-khor. I am left puzzled and dumbfounded by a 3-D AT-AT cake that takes 60 hours to sculpt.
(mcgees.org’s 1200th post)
















I suppose that should be something like “nontrivially 3-D”. I mean, I’ve had some rather plain cake in my time, but (I can’t bring myself to finish that pun)