FauxWren

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36 | everything i speak in red is absolute and unwavering truth with no room for dispute. one time i fell asleep into a pizza


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uglymachine
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Once upon a time, a bunch of weirdos tried to open a video game art gallery in Manhattan. They wanted to have a multi-floor operation with things like a public arcade of what were then known as indie games and an artist residency so creators from all disciplines could make cool stuff that would end up in the gallery. However, they learned it's actually very difficult to make money when you're an art gallery so they tried to figure out ways of doing that. One of those things was coworking, which was popular with tech workers at the time, and tech workers have lots of money so that seemed like a good idea.

But the Babycastles Gallery was absurdly bad at documentation let alone marketing, so after a while no one really knew the coworking existed. Plus it was being called a residency as a sort of vestigial piece of vocabulary for what might have been if literally anyone in the collective at all had a reasonable sense of how to run a business.

Anyway, eventually two of the collective members were tasked with making a webpage that contained actual information about this "residency" aka coworking hours: myself and a guy named Frank who I think did some of the absolute best work in the second and third eras of what the Babycastles collective became (this is a different story though, maybe I'll tell you about it when you're older.) Anyway so Frank is a completely brilliant nonsense man who was going to do all the programming of the page (something that I can do but am slow at and not great at) and I was going to make sure it actually had meaningful information about the "residency" aka coworking hours (something Frank was terrible at.)

One day we're sat on the sofa in the living room of my old apartment, working on this page, and Frank all of a sudden is like "I want there to be a button." And I'm like, "Okay that's fine, but what does the button do?" And Frank just starts giggling wildly and says, "I want to make a button." And I ask again, pleadingly, "But what does the button DO, Frank??"

So yea I think y'all should get in touch with Frank, he can probably help with this whole button thing. Also, don't try to open a video game art gallery it's usually a disaster.


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