Friday Ephemera
Armadillo-cam. // At last, ultra-Velcro. // Death Ray from Space and other five-second films. (h/t, Coudal) // Mouse versus magnetism. // The Mannahatta Project. // Hong Kong, then and now. // IKEA Heights. Soap and furnishings. // Perforated housing. // “Furnished apartment,” Moscow. $900 a month. // The two Mongolias. // Assorted hypnotist posters. (h/t, Mick) // 100 years of special effects. // Skimming Triton. // How many people are in space right now? // Record collections of note. // Paperclip chandeliers. // Imitating art. // And, via The Thin Man, it’s Ms Dionne Warwick.
I just got to the end of Ikea Heights episode 2 –James’s brother recovered his memory and he knows where the treasure is buried! lol
Dionne Warwick sounds great even in German.
The list of massive record collections has four shops in it and at least three photographs of collections that are about half the size of mine. Now I’d never say I had a large record collection (I know a few people who have been DJing for 20 years, they have massive record collections)- so what does a ‘massive’ record collection consist of nowadays?
I’m struck by the quaintness of having a “record” collection at all. I think I still have one box of vinyl stuck in the back of a wardrobe somewhere, but it’s hardly a collection. Though I suppose we’ll miss being able to casually nosey through someone’s record shelves. You can’t really start rummaging through their computer files without seeming… well, a bit forward.
Love Armadillocam. Pity it’s so short.
“Love Armadillocam.”
I think it’s the relentless snuffling and the way the ears swivel around five seconds in. There’s something inexplicably funny about it. It’s almost like a cartoon.
“Dionne Warwick sounds great even in German.”
She does, too. Is that because it’s such a familiar song, perhaps, as German isn’t really the most ‘easy listening’ language to sing in?
Julia,
When I first heard it, last night, I was doing something else in another room and only half listening. It took me longer than I care to mention before I registered it was in German. I’m going to attribute the oversight to Ms Warwick’s vocal talents. It’s that or a sign of brain fever.
It’s definitely brain fever.
What, no bacon?
http://www.canada.com/news/national/Arctic+researcher+flees+after+wolves+gorge+bacon/1964535/story.html
It’s hard to believe I missed a story involving Arctic wolves, stolen bacon and prodigious diarrhoea.
Oh noes! Armadillocam has been deleted!
=^(
ARMADILLO’S………..Crunchy on the outside, soft on the in…….It truly is an inexplicably funny bit of footage…..Glad I downloaded the film for later enjoyment.Happy to forward onto anyone if they put a relevant e-mail address up.
Spiny,
The armadillo-cam link has been repaired, at least temporarily. See also below:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/museumofanimalperspectives/
Possibly interesting armadillo fact (or at least observation): Except for the shell, their only defense mechanism in the face of perceived danger — and they seem rather myopic — seems toconsist of hunkering down in panic right to the last minute and then jumping straight up in the air. It may occasionally work by startling a predator or two, but it also accounts for a depressing amount of carnage along I-40 out in the Panhandle. Long night drives (actually there aren’t any other kind out there) I always pictured some hapless dillo silhouetted in the headlights, squinting, hunkering, and in those last desperate seconds muttering softly, “O, pleasepleasepleasepleasePLEASE, let it be two motorcycles…”