Now look what you've done; you made me log in to Steemit.

They sure have evolved since the first one in 1947.

Wavy green sunglasses on a red face, is what that is. Looking through them will turn all red into black.

Indeed. Have a filtered photo: No painting was involved in the making of this painting.

You manipulating markets, who would have thunk.

See? I knew you would see reason.

"Don't eat this marshmellow, and maybe, some day, you will get a second marshmellow, or you will get none at all" is a closer analogy of Steem.

I sold high, so I'm evil; voting for this is the least I can do to make amends.

When looking at any actual art post, I always scroll down to the end result immediately. Does that make me evil?

I have almost run out of butterfly photos to post on Narrative; maybe you could take over by re- or crossposting there? I have no idea if Narrative will amount to anything, but it could be worth a try

No, but he did wear a ruff sometimes. Will that do?

That must feel funny, having a Rembrandt self portrait on either side of your head. Janus Rembrandt with a ghostly third face on top, called Chorkey. It's all too much to take in; I quit! Well, maybe tomorrow.

All our beer are belong to us. You can no send him to the abroads.

Hete Bliksem:   An old Dutch dish; a mash of 2 parts potatoes, 2 parts apples, and 1 part onions. Traditionally served with blood pudding. Having seen what the skirt-wearing oatmeal crowd usually eats,

Yes; These points should be convertible to NRVE later this month, and NRVE is tradable. We'll see. I have no idea if Narrative is going to be big, or even make it, but it is Out There. Enter at your own

Trying to make a living, and posting-wise, showing off some stuffs here: . Many more duck lovers there, you see.

The reward currency (NRVE) runs on NEO, but the blog itself is not on a blockchain, as far as I know.

I'm having a go at posting on Narrative as well. I have no idea how it will turn out, but we'll see. My blog there:

Well said. Have a duck.

As do I. Still, my condolances, which don't help much either.