I Just Had A Massive Realization.

Strayed off from the well-lit path...

By fireflies and neon lights, we’ll dance until we die!

These are so cute!

peanuts your BBKaz

I hope this is a series because I want to see more of “Big Boss is Bad at This”!

Great job, BB, no notes.

Oh my god I just found this and it made my evening! My brains just ASDGFGKL because it's so good!!!

I just wanted to draw Kaz wearing a leather jacket like in that one image from the Peace Walker audiodrama CD but I had to draw a whole motorbike for some reason.....

" In Space, no one can bother you Chill "

-Alien theme Lofi- .2024

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Your grandpa Bellowphone's cover of Skrillex' "Scary Monsters & Nice Sprites" on his "Squijeeblion", a pump organ with various acoustic honking noises attached. I'm sure Skrillex feels honored

When Glowdust and I put down Peace Day we immediately began work on Unstable Scientific. You'll play as a physicist with a group of colleagues who are exploring a mysterious island while running an interdimensional portal laboratory! It's going to have the base-building mechanics of Peace Walker with a metroidvania-lite style of platforming. I'm still sorry that we had to stop work on Peace Day. But we're putting the spirit of everything we wanted to put in that game, into this one.

Major Tom would probably get this as a gag gift for Snake! "Look, we finally got you that gun I told you about! "

Snake Pistol (from 1938 Johnson Smith & Company novelty catalogue)

This is amazing

The Boss and his taste in music

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I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.