who called it a bi-Heyting algebra and not biphobic

at what point does one’s occipital lobe reach a lifetime quota of processing information via Beamer slides? i think i may have already exceeded mine

i finally made it to the start of a morning session 🥱

“my modalities will just be box and diamond… the OGs”

wow the sun sets at 10pm here

I forgot about natalie dee’s comics. they’re good

things i forgot as casualties to getting to the conference on time:
- my name tag
- breakfast

omg i just realized the current speaker is NOT fred. that would explain why he was at the hotel and also did not recognize me

(noticing they’re running out of time) “i think i’ll skip the intuition”

i am very sleepy but doing my best to stay awake for the @zanzi show!

the glasgow subway is so cute. it’s bb8 in train form

locals explained “we only have a circle line” and i replied that boston has everything *except* a circle line

we love a rainy night street photo

ramshorn: ram’s horn? ram shorn?

borb mural

feral flora

more glasgow weed patches

there’s a queue for the coffee machine at the hotel and my american brain can’t help but go you know what would solve this….

I THOUGHT I knew what a scone was but this was labeled “potato scone”

“what’s on the glasgow salad?”
“it’s just chips” lmao eat your heart out pittsburgh

cullen skink > boston clam chowder

sorry what

surprised no one has commented on “app only” yet

anyway i’m in edinburgh now.

conversation with my mother

wow they really just made the country's motto "don't fuck with me" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nemo_me_impune_lacessit

I went to the castle and it was alright. ate cake in the tea room. got stuck in tourist hell for a little longer than is good for the soul. came back down and saw that “cinema in the park” was playing Twisters, which i stayed to watch to the end

i appreciate that what we stateside rubes might call “mixed berries” is here known as “fruit of the forest”. probably not much more botanically accurate but much more evocative of being at a feast in a Redwall novel

love to see it

tripped and fell into phil wadler’s retirement party

ok

golden hour last couple of days

(i’m trying to get better at photo composition! if any of you who know what you’re doing behind a camera have suggestions or constructive critiques i’d be happy to hear it, with the caveat that “the camera i have with me” is probably going to be an outdated one-lens iphone for the foreseeable future)

I understand things like focal points/rule of thirds and perspective lines from my drawing/collage/mixed media experience, and I’ve read enough photo 101 to know about depth of field and looking for tangent lines and shadows and reflections and stuff. i’m a lot less confident about choosing angles, places to stand, and how to crop to balance fore/mid/background elements, stuff like that

last day here, finally drinking a scotch (bowmore 15)

the thing is i *like* scotch, but i don’t like tourist traps, and unfortunately i’m in a very touristy area. so i had to convince myself that it was really ok to go to some random pub on the royal mile and order a possibly-overpriced scotch. it’s really delicious, no one is currently being rowdy nearby, and I have no regrets

i’m probably misusing the word pub. tavern? restaurant? it has full meal food as well. does that disqualify it from pub status?