we make money not art: The Cat Piano: “Athanasius Kircher, a 17th century German Jesuit scholar, described the cat piano in the Musurgia Universalis (1650.) In order to raise the spirits of an Italian prince burdened by the cares of his position, a musician created for him a cat piano. The musician selected cats whose
BLDGBLOG: Unrecognized for what they are: “Even better is ‘the intriguing idea’ – mentioned above – ‘that alien organisms may lurk all around us, unrecognised for what they are because they fail to respond to standard biochemical analysis’ – or they’re very bad at conversation. ‘For example, there could be microbes that use RNA instead
Review – Day of Defeat: Source // PC /// Eurogamer: “Speaking of lovely places where shootings happen, I was in Croydon on Saturday and found myself talking to a friend from one of those paper magazine things about this here review. ‘Ah, you just need a couple of war stories for that,’ he said, truthfully.
If Coleman is to be believed, then I suspect the single most important thing I’ve learned is that the chocolate business is full of lying bastards out to exploit the public and flog inferior crap. This is not how he put it, and it’s not how he comes across (more of that in a minute),
I’m the only person in London to write his or her nane on their oyster card? That seems unlikely but the guard seemed to think so. Doesn’t the odd Big Brother style announcement awked from the speakers perturb anyone? How much of our movements do they/Can they track… ?
Had a dream about being excluded from my dad’s funeral, coming along after he was buried to find a small, square tombstone with room for more names. followed by another dr about a monstrous football game I was taking part in, with a great twisted ogre of a player, a sturdy piccasso thug, looming over
Lucy, DS compact Originally uploaded by Hot Grill. Before Will’s birthday… lots more pictures, should you dare to go there.
Jeez! I’ve go yet another cold – this one’s bad. I shook so much in the night that i’ve managed to put my back out and can hardly leave the bed – i’m lying there now, writing this on my PDA. If it’s bird flu, which it could be as I was dead near the
On the treble-O one service of desperation, with the rest of the drunks and rapscallions, it stinks of cheap frozen chips, onions, and is filled with babble in a dozen languages. I’m only here because my depression has hit such a peak that I was able to leave the pub before I was properly drunk
ASIFA-Hollywood Animation Archive Project Blog: Media: Artzybasheff’s Machinalia: “In his introduction to the section titled ‘Machinalia’ in his book As I See, Boris Artzybasheff says, ‘I am thrilled by machinery’s force, precision and willingness to work at any task, no matter how arduous or monotonous it may be. I would rather watch a thousand ton