Collect weird evidence
Scraps, dead formats, odd machines, overheard phrases, and the useful part of a bad idea.
I’m Mack. I make tiny machines, printed worlds, suspicious merchandise, and jokes with enough rules to become infrastructure.


“If the joke has rules, it can become a world.”
I like tiny machines, heroic infrastructure, printed junk, fan culture, and jokes that accidentally need 82 finished versions.
I bounce between playmats, character families, fake park posters, bootleg shirts, identity systems, and research tools. Usually I start with one dumb rule that feels promising, then keep going until the folder structure becomes alarming.
Scraps, dead formats, odd machines, overheard phrases, and the useful part of a bad idea.
Put two things together that should not share a room. Listen for the argument.
Make one. Then make enough that the joke develops rules, cousins, and a filing system.
Remove the confusion. Keep the fingerprints. Leave one small thing unexplained.
If your brief is clear, strange, or beautifully unreasonable, send it over. If it is only two of those things, we can probably fix that.
Tell me the weird part ↗