Why won’t anybody listen!?
Blip.fm lets you choose and play and “tweet” songs. It cannot guarantee anyone cares. Technology is lagging.
Blip.fm lets you choose and play and “tweet” songs. It cannot guarantee anyone cares. Technology is lagging.
A short piece on the seasonality of art theft, courtesy of the always-distracting Art Theft Central.
Heinz redeseinz the ketchup packet
Ketchup packets have always been a pet peeve of mine, so I’m rather pleased with the new look.
As has been posted elsewhere in sleepy news for the bored, I just moved to the city of Guelph, Ontario. Ergo, I have lots of reasons to Google info about Guelph, be it bus schedules or ways to avoid Rocket88.
Be careful, grasshopper.
To access the Google, I use the Firefox. So in FFox I started typing in the letters G…U…E… and I got this (NSFW, please, for the sake of the children in Haiti, do not click this link):
http://guesshermuff.blogspot.com/
I had no idea that people were guessing muffs. I do not care to guess muffs. I think muffs are just dandy, thank-you-very-much, whatever one “has”…, well that is just 100% okay. Want to keep this info to yourself? Totally fine with me. Do not muff-inform me, I do not need to know. Just…well, please…stop this.
The NYPL Map Rectifier is a tool for digitally aligning (”rectifying”) historical maps from the NYPL’s collections to match today’s precise maps.
Once, when ruminating on the future, and presumably his own mortality, Edgar Degas was said to observe to his fellow painter Georges Rouault, “What I fear most is not dust but the hand of man.” Degas’s prescience was uncanny. For now, some 93 years after his death in 1917, a controversy is swirling among Degas experts the world over about 74 “recently discovered” plaster casts of his sculptures that were purportedly made during his lifetime, and the bronzes that have been produced from them.
Degas never made bronzes — that was all done by his heirs after his death — having only ever displayed one figure in wax during his lifetime, and keeping the rest for his own amusement. Now, a second generation of ‘Degas bronzes’ is out, and everyone is upset, especially the owners of the first generation ones. (Nevermind that he never made any in the first place…)
The list of noms is out. Some obvious winners, some less obvious nominees, a shitload of what-the-fuck and kill-me-now. But Alec Baldwin and Steve Martin should be fun. So, whatever.
Heeeere’s yer problem — somebody’s set this talking sex robot to ‘nag’.
We’ve been wondering what the fuck is wrong with us for a whole year! In honor of the occasion, I’ve stolen an FPP from MonkeyFilter. Enjoy.
A handy guide on how to become an Urban Woodsman, or merely able to identify them by type. (And no, none of these hipsters have ever been to Tillsonburg or Sudbury, nor dare to.)
With both Timmy’s and poutine in NYC — it was just a matter of time. We are Canadian. Please wait to be assimilated. Resistance would be impolite. Pour le service en francais, appuyez sur le ‘2′.
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