Friday Ephemera
“Surrender yourself to a poignant experience of body odour.” // Interactive wave simulator. (h/t, Things) // Your virtual reality girlfriend is a swimsuit model. // 3D-printed tissue transplants. // The thrill of wallpaper, 1968. // The thrill of clock-making. // Watchmen comic panels sorted by brightness. // The herbivorous butcher. 100% vegan. // A beginner’s guide to landing a Boeing 737 in an emergency. // A brief history of Roland electronic instruments. // Tread carefully on the island of feral rabbits. // Vibrundies. // How couples meet. // The chemistry of Camembert. // Because you’ve always wanted to watch someone eating old military survival rations. // 85,000 historical films, 1896-1976. // Herding sheep. // And I think that means he likes it. That, or he’s trying to fly.
Herding sheep.
Playing Pong and painting with sheep.
The herbivorous butcher. 100% vegan.
If it’s made out of tomatoes and pinto beans it’s not a sausage.
Edible spoon maker.
http://www.neatorama.com/neatolicious/2016/02/19/Edible-Spoon-Maker-Takes-the-Bread-Bowl-Concept-Even-Further/
Because you’ve always wanted to watch someone eating old military survival rations.
I think I’ll skip lunch today.
Hair was bigger in the Sixties.
http://flashbak.com/hair-was-big-and-bigger-in-the-1960s-47323/
h/t Ace of Spades
Hair was bigger in the Sixties.
Crikey. Those ladies give good hair.
Yuk!
I’d forgotten
“That.”
“And I think that means he likes it.”
Is he related to Fozzie, by any chance? Wocka wocka wocka!
(“KOALAS AREN’T BEARS!” – the entire Internet. I know, I know… geez, tough crowd…)
I’ve got a number of Roland things. Always well made and always reliable.
Ah, camembert. One of the things I miss about France is camembert. Not so much the cheese (where I live I can find it, even though of course it’s made with pasteurized milk – the horror!), no, what I miss is being able to take the camembert, take the lid off the box, and push my thumb into the (paper-clad) cheese to test it for ripeness without having other shoppers stare at me with a shocked look on their faces, like I just dropped my pants and pooped in the store. If I think about it, that’s what culture is about, really. The unthinking acceptance of conducts that observers who don’t share the culture might find strange, even revolting.
Herding sheep: love the black dots on the video – the dogs. These dogs know what they’re doing. If government employees in this great country did their jobs half as well as these dogs do theirs… Ah! A man can dream.
Phew! No vajankles this week! *sighs with relief*
I’ve got a number of Roland things.
When I was at school I saved up to buy one of these.
Even then it wasn’t exactly state-of-the-art but it did help enliven the sixth-form disco.