Virtual Flaneurism

1. This is adorable.

2. This little girl dances exactly like my nephew.

3. Imagine this happening, but multiplied by 23, all at once, and for nine hours, and you'd have every day of my life since August.

4. For accuracy, also imagine that 20 of them just pooped themselves.

Stupid and random until 1:27.

PS. Is this real?

While this interests me now, I suspect it would've bored me to tears as a child.

Warning: Math ahoy.

This song just feels like winter to me.

Photographs of inventors' original protoypes of soon to be commercialized products. The shot here is the unglammed prototype for a Super Soaker.

"Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it."

- Maurice Sendak

Absolute absurdity:

Lol, dolphin fail.

"When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me-it still sometimes happens-and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… . That pure chance could be so generous and so kind… . That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time… . That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful… . The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful."
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Ann Druyan, talking about her dead husband Carl Sagan.

Ugh, home sick with the flu. Fever, sore throat, and I feel like someone worked me over with a bat. Off to the doctor as soon as possible.

Again, my life right now:

Impressive feat, though what I want to know is why they're all wearing monochromatic outfits.

I totally should not be posting here from work, but this made me laugh too hard (in the break room) not to immediately update. Shame shame.

I suddenly don't regret not becoming a lawyer.

U.K. Office of National Statistics contends there are only 750,000 gays in the entirety of the United Kingdom.

British gay dating site Gaydar has 2.2 million user accounts.

Math dies.

Fun fact: Many pirates wore eye patches so that one eye would stay accustomed to the dark, making it easier for them to see when they went below deck.

Now you know.

Sorry for the delay, kids. My folks were in town and therefore my computer downtime was minimal. There may be a flurry of posts today to compensate.

Ok, admittedly this is a straight forward fail. But even more perplexing is why the ad creator photoshopped a box and coins from Super Mario Bros. 3 onto a backdrop, setting and Mario from Super Mario World. What a pointless waste of time.

Finally, the RIAA makes sense.