January 14, 2010
Schiele Take a Bow
Matrix by David Roy
Sculpture. Wow. Cool!
Labels: art, n-dimensional surface, WHOA I LIKE TOTALLY BARFED
January 08, 2010
"The Things" by Peter Watts
New SF from Peter Watts: "The Things". It's John Carpenter's The Thing reimagined from the monster's point of view, à la John Gardner's Grendel.
It's better than Grendel, better than the classic John W. Campbell novella Carpenter based the movie on, better than the movie. 7,000 words of pure balls-out hard-edge Weird. It will leave marks on your brain. It's among the very best SF I've ever read. Go read it.
That is, if you "get" SF. Some don't.
Via.
Labels: Science Fiction
January 02, 2010
klier ftac!
The plastic soda bottle was invented by Nathaniel Wyeth, son of the great illustrator N. C. Wyeth.
Actually, he was better than great. He was... Cugat.
Labels: A, ambiguous antecedents, Killer Fact, science, technology, too much information
December 23, 2009
techanolgy newws!
so teh hot c ristmasn itam tahhis yheer is teh yapper stopper dog collar! its a gret lital gaget. it booasts 'Seven intensity levels for a wide variety of dispositions' an 'Surgical stainless steel contact points to minimize irritation to the dog's skin'.
teh heaart of the unit is a capacitor teh size of a pintglass form a old fender bass amp. for a slplit secand itll blast ur baloaved animal caompanion with 3200 volts! at the highast powar setign under idael conditiio0nts a mediamsize dog wil literaly burst inta flame! evan hte largast dogs wil be stone dead bafore they hit teh grouound.
so my queestoin to u is not can yuo aford to owan one a these beauties but rathar can you affrod not to? i leave hte answasr to that one up to ur conciscieances ladiesangentlamenan cashonloy pleasethankyou!
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Labels: carbon, progress, relationship advice, science, technology, token of esteem, Valco
December 05, 2009
gorc eris
so my ggrilfriend jus tol me she got olive bread an i was like 'udde i onyly wantad some of bread!'. she didn laugugh. womemen are wieierd.
Labels: cuisine, the imponderable mysteries of the human heart, too much information
November 16, 2009
Did Mencken die in vain? Pretty much.
Via anthropologist John Hawks, a gem from Rex Stout:
His position in society, his high repute among his fellow men, his nimbus as a master biped.
Nobody writes like that any more, dammit.
Labels: anthropology, literature
November 11, 2009
ahooe
justst atenadad a pissup ikna berwery! it wen't wel.


