Oh, childhood goodness.
I don't know about you, but I still have my Lite-Brite. Best part, the Lite-Brite is in my attic, yet the colorful pegs are in my sister's closet. Go figure. Did anyone just play with those things? Put them all in a pile and scoop them up like you were Scrooge McDuck in his vault. I loved the sound the pegs would make as they punched through the paper. I can still hear it in my head. So satisfying. Then, you realize if you don't memorize it or create a coded diagram, that is the last time you will ever know what color was supposed to be there. Finally, you turned off the lights and gazed upon the glory of your sailboat all ablaze! Magnificent.
Though there is no satisfying pop, I have found this is still a great way to waste time (especially when you should be studying!). Behold!
I attempted a quick sunset scene so that I had an excuse to fill the screen with the pretty colors. It reminds me of a sneeze.
Stumble is a procrastinator's dream! Thank you, Josh.
And holy crap, Charlton Heston. Bad taste be damned, did anyone wish it was a bullet? I can't hate, he "let my people go."
Though there is no satisfying pop, I have found this is still a great way to waste time (especially when you should be studying!). Behold!
I attempted a quick sunset scene so that I had an excuse to fill the screen with the pretty colors. It reminds me of a sneeze.
Stumble is a procrastinator's dream! Thank you, Josh.
And holy crap, Charlton Heston. Bad taste be damned, did anyone wish it was a bullet? I can't hate, he "let my people go."