Crow's Oddity Emporium- For all my figurings and rantings

Welcome to Crow's Oddity Emporium- For All Our Rants and Ramblings!
Sit down, peruse our wares, why don't you? Stay with us for a while.

Blurry image of a crow with a little Santa figurine in its beak.

To-do list!



Hello, wanderer! I am Crow (they/aer), and I do not know html nor web design! I am trying! I am mostly failing but it is fun! And most of all I hope you have a wonderful day!



4.12.24
oh shhit it's been almost a month. Worry not, void I scream into, I am alive and still working on this project and it's actually a hobby and not just a adhd-fueled dopamine trip, please, believe me I am still here and present. While I've been away (a month!) though, I did see the solar eclipse in Texas- super fucking cool. I was in the path of totality! I got to be the fourth member of that celestial syzygy (plus one)! The hotel was overpriced into oblivion because of aformentioned celestial occurence but I got a friend to go and split the cost with me! I'll upload some pictures from my phone (only taken during totality, my phone camera is fine, as are my eyes, thankfully- you should check google search trends on the day of the eclipse, it's hilarious, all "how to fix phone camera" and "can I look at eclipse without glasses") later, possibly, but right now I'm cramming for an exam that I can't focus on! Have a great friday, and please refer back to The Ides of March to see my opinion on friday. thus far, I have NOT learned CSS, NOT studied, NOT finished my work, NOT put up the poster I got from the eclipse and NOT cleaned my desk. But it's fine, everything's fine, why don't we sit back mellow again, and have a nice afternoon, it'll be fine fine fine fine! Line count:255listen to lemon demon


3.13.24
It's been a couple days since I've updated this site, mainly because I've been a bit obsessed with worldbuilding for my ocs, and I only got there in the first place by the sad death of my loyal machine, an elderly chromebook that I got on sale for $200 in 2019 and has been clinging on to life for years. Taking a look around, I've decided that the colours are shit and also, very relatedly, that I need to learn css. So I read a bit about it, but I haven't actually tested it on this site yet, because I don't have any design in mind, and so I've started the blackboxwarrior colour palette section, which is so repetitive to add to that I attempted to figure out how to generate the code with my only other coding language, scratch, before realizing how actually limited the program designed for elementary schoolers was after not dealing with it for a couple years. And oh my god is it limited, it doesn't even let you convert user input into variables except for one single answer to one single question, since there is one ask block and in order to coordinate everything I'd have to time a ton of broadcast, which is not something I want to do right now or ever, especially with the inability of this language to let me add variables in the middle of sentences. Holy shit guys it is not that hard. Anyway, I'm feeling entirely average with myself today, I have a headache but it's from having headphones on too long so it was worth it. Remember to sparkle off, for it is thursday. Forget who you are.
Line count:216

3.15.24
Happy Ides of March to all who celebrate! Today, stab your local guy named Caesar in the back 23 times with 23 different knives (this is important because you need to leave them in his back), as long as you remembered to give his wife a cryptic warning in the days before today. My friend's birthday is also today, so happy birthday friend whose name I will not disclose without their permission! I tried to stab them. Anyway, today I tried, and mostly failed, to make a flipbook, after finding a really cheap set. Unfortunately, it was one of the sets that was cheap because it was really shitty, not because it wasn't in demand, and mow my flipbook is fallen apart in the recycling bin. Yesterday was tmagp thursday, and I did miss it (listened to the episode but didn't write about it) but luckily, I did not miss today's holidays. Besides the assasination of Julius Ceasar, I would like to wish everyone a very merry Fuck You and Fuck Your Train Friday and an excellent Flat Fuck Friday. In honour of these three very important events, I humbly set forth these three sacrifices:
An image of a statue of Caesar with holes in his back to hold pencils, looking like he was stabbed An image of Gunpowder Tim from The Mechanisms, a man with long hair, steampunk goggles, and a long leather overcoat, with the pink words 'Sparkle on, it's friday, don't forget to fuck that train' overlayed on it An extremely fat and flat crocodile
If anyone is here, wish me luck with trying to learn css (mentally, of course, it'll be a long time before I'm ready to add an actual guestbook or chatroom) because I googled a guide, and it looks really confusing, and me and my broken keyboard have been avoiding it for 36 hours, so I will attempt to see if I can actually understand it. It's also the one-month anniversary of the death of Jurgen Leitner, if anyone was wondering.

3.14.24
It's Pi Day, everyone! and in honour of pi day, which i did almost forget about until someone told me while I was eating oreos, prompting me to make a kind-of-pie-looking thing (it was made of oreo cream with the crust for the bottom and top) and start reciting all the digits I remembered from last year (from what I remember, 3.14159265853979323, and that might be wrong) but anyway, that was the extent of my pi activities today, besides calculating the area of a circle. Though I do have one more dastardly deed to pull before the clock strikes midnight: picture of a berry pie with a pi symbol shaped cutout in the middle and the digits of pit on the outer rim Line count: 162


3.13.24
I started this site yesterday, after some late-night motivation to learn html, and it's gone surprisingly well. So far, with html being my first coding language (besides scratch, but I do not count that) it's not impossible to understand like that one terrible javascript manual was, and with the small amount of commands I know, the site actually looks much better than I thought it would. It only has one page and two images, and I am writing directly from the code because I do not know how to embed a little scroll blog thing, and actually I know pretty much nothing aside from basic text stuff and how to insert an image, but it's not crashing and burning like I thought it would, at least!
Truthfully, I am only here because I was going through my old books and randomly binged the Artemis Fowl series and thought, 'Hey, I can do that probably! Right?' and so Artemis Fowl is a genius who hacks the most secure tech on the planet and saves millions of lives and outsmarts the smartest and I know how to change the colour of text. I also know how to make it bigger, so I'd say we're about equals. I have a lot of thoughts, I really do, but right now it seems I am not thinking about anything except some vague Artemis Fowl/Marvel crossover (influenced by me watching Iron Man 1 today and comparing/contrasting Tony Stark and Artemis Fowl as both asshole geniuses who are so, so traumatized yet care so deeply that they'll throw themselves in harm's way to protect those they love, of which there are not much, and they're both rich kids with in some way fucked up parents and they'd either have the most deep and complex qpr of the century or be absolute mortal enemies (or both) so that's what I've been thinking about for a day how about you) and thus I will end off here, and try to see if I can format this into the colours I want it to be in before midnight. Which are not good colours, by the way. Just because I have the newfound power to change the hue of my words does not mean I also have newfound knowledge of colour theory or web design. I hope you, lone one person who might stumble over this brand-new, bad and untagged little project out here, have enjoyed my short short ramble, and I hope you feel excellent today!



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An image of a sticker with a retro computer displaying binary code, with a couple stickers on the side and the words along the bottom.

Colour Palette Combinations (to the blackboxwarrior monologue (mainly for css practice))

Hello, welcome, why

don't you take

a seat? Get

comfortable, relax, take


a second if you

need to. Now what's

bothering you? Well, why

don't we start at

the beginning. Growing up,


how was your relationship with

the the fundamentals of conscious

existence? Did you have xenon

orchid sinews spilling down the

outer center of your blooming

Escher/Mandelbrot head? And how


about claustrophilic tendrils clapping

caskets closed on seven-

knuckle thumbs, did you

get along well with

the Gideon Bulger pineal


glands? Your projector eyes casting

sci-fi's on your STR'd strands?

Tell me about your nerve

to steal nerves of steel

from under Bacchus's bloody nose;

did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you,


your ears pierced with a

Phineas Gage flagpole, did you

die before your day? Thursday

traction, tuesday titration, my hope

is to assess through my

objective report of your subjective


conjecture- whether this proprietary blend

of expertise and seasoning works

as well as this transorbital

ice pick! Holistic ballistics, got

a better idea? It's about

the best we could come


up with, what, you think ideas spread

because they're good? No, they spread because

people like them. So now here we

are once again, holding, as it were

a mirror, up to your mirror! I

guess it's just something people do. A

bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine

to rev your motor function, coital machinations


of the dead. Well,

you mainline your animus,

karate chop your abacus,

and learn to be

an animal instead. But






Now. Repeat after me.


You who watch and know and understand none. You who listen 
and hear and will not comprehend. You who wait and wait 
and drink in all that is not yours by right.

Come to us in your wholeness. Come to us in your perfection.

Bring all that is fear and all that is 
terror and all that is the awful dread
that crawls and chokes and blinds and 
falls and twists and leaves and hides 
and weaves and burns and hunts and rips 
and bleeds and dies!

Come to us.

I OPEN THE DOOR