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Monday, May 31, 2004
"Being non-hunting hippies, we made our charms from the penis bones of freshly road-killed male coons. (We picked up road-kills anyway because we ate the meat and tanned the furs and sold the mittens and purses we made therefrom.) I should also note that rather than dedicate these love bones to the furtherance of overpopulated HUMANITY, we placed them by our pond, where visiting RACCOONS would benefit from the resultant sexual potency and fertility among their own species." This and more at the Lucky W Illustrated Museum of Lucky Charms, Talismans, and Protection Amulets Bruce Blair's Nuclear Column. Interesting writing from a guy who literally had his finger on the button. (Thanks, Dan!) Saturday, May 29, 2004
For years, I've been telling people that the world needs something like this. I wish it didn't look like a Starbucks or Ben and Jerry's though. My cereal bar would have funky old kitchen tables, and loads of cereal toys on display. And I'd serve Kel Bowls. (Via Grow a Brain) Friday, May 28, 2004
Wondering if you left the stove on? You can check active incidents from the Toronto Fire Department. (Thanks Ron!) Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Thursday, May 20, 2004
My sister and I spent large chunks of our childhood playing with cornstarch and water. Had we thought to hit the mixture with our dad's old test oscillator, we could have done this. (big windows media file) (via MeFi) Sunday, May 16, 2004
While watching Condi Rice's 9/11 testimony, I was startled by the sight of one of the news photographers shooting with a speed graphic. Turns out it must have been this guy. You can see his work here. Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Monday, May 10, 2004
Reading this. Which made me google this. Damn. Didn't know those things existed. I'll bet the book drove prices up, just like it created instant demand for Cayce Pollard's jacket.And the true fan will need one of these, too. I wonder if Gibson spent the money for his advance on ebay? Saturday, May 08, 2004
Infinite cat project. It's cats, all the way down. (via exclamation mark) UPDATE: Right you are, Kat: Kevin was there first. Friday, May 07, 2004
Why not make some "curb feelers" for your underground mining equipment? "This will give a warning nudge to anyone in the danger area, giving him or her about a two-foot running start to stop the machine or to yell at the operator to stop." Tuesday, May 04, 2004
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