Friday Ephemera
8am scenes. Embrace the morning. (h/t, Damian) || Big-haired Victorians. || She does this better than you do. || Ditto. || I do like the cubes. || It’s all kicking off at Essex County Council. || Snow clearance of note. || Chicago club scene, 1931. || Landing in Greenland, a pilot’s view. (h/t, Holborn) || The evolution of the alphabet. || Stability issues. || Islam versus the menace of haram emoticons. (h/t, Dicentra) || Meanwhile, at Tate Modern. || Witchcraft undone. || When your towels are too orderly. || Optically deceptive spinning top of note. || The Sequence 2 is a game. || Today’s words are glittered dog scrotum. || Folding guitar of note. (h/t, Things) || Defiant fluff. || And finally, you first. No, really. I insist.
Meanwhile, at Tate Modern.
Optically deceptive spinning top of note.
Lego Batman 3D Zoetrope with diving Penguins
Landing in Greenland…
Back in about 1970, my father had to circle over Bodo, Norway, for a couple hours until the slush on the runway froze hard enough to make a decent braking surface. Flying big planes in serious Arctic conditions was often an exercise in extreme advance planning, plus a lot of edgework.
Bored of the Rings… Oh my god. I was lucky not to die laughing at age 14.
When your towels are too orderly.
I was expecting this.
at the Tate Modern…
Huh. At MIT, there’s a little museum in one of the libraries which has a collection of sculptures of various mathematical, topological, and physics concepts. Infinitely more beautiful and intriguing than these. The ones at the Tate look like a 5 year old was trying to explain what she saw at the MIT library, to her kindergarten teacher.
Landing in Greenland
It’s like parking at the mall after three days of snow where I live.
It’s all kicking off at Essex County Council.
I thought the third image was someone scratching its head because it didn’t know which gender it is.
Bored of the Rings… Oh my god. I was lucky not to die laughing at age 14.
“Does thou like what thou dost see, said the voluptuous elf-maiden…”
“Goodgulf held in his right hand a trusty weapon, known to the elves as a Browning semiautomatic.”
” ‘This is a mighty queer river,’ said Bromosel, as the water lapped at his thighs.”
“Perhaps he would take up scrabble.”
“Oh,for some mint sauce.”
“Aiee! A Ballhog!”
and everyone’s favorite…
“The knob!”
And if the topic is LotR parodies, don’t forget The Very Secret Diaries:
http://www.ealasaid.com/misc/vsd/
And if the topic is LotR parodies, don’t forget . . . .
. . . Of course there is also the Tolkien or so commentary on the dangers of misplacing something while drunk . . .
Chinese immigrant succumbs to American struggle session
In opposition, rant of note.
and everyone’s favorite…
David, good of you to put an item from your private collection on display.
Big haired Victorians
I’m thinking most of those birds only reach four foot on tiptoe.
It’s also becoming clearing to me why, in opera, people were so ready to accept a bird in bloke’s clothing was a bloke.
Oh hi there! Oh, I see your outrage cup is empty. Let me top it up for you!
Oh. I see David was on to that story first.
His link is better, too.
*Waves Dr Claw fist* I’ll get you next time!
8am scenes.
The natives are a bit restless. 🙂
I thought that one picture (above) was a guy!
Morning, all. Bit nippy out.
The natives are a bit restless. 🙂
I quite like how the charming young lady in the hoodie, first sighted attempting to broker peace, is seen seconds later hurling planks, brooms and other household objects over the garden fence. And they say gentrification is a terrible thing.
Oh, I see your outrage cup is empty. Let me top it up for you!
I can’t help noticing that most of those expressing their pre-emptive or second-hand outrage also have an urge to declare their favoured pronouns.
glittered dog scrotum.
Band name.
Band name.
[ Clarinet practice intensifies. ]
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The ones at the Tate look like a 5 year old was trying to explain what she saw at the MIT library, to her kindergarten teacher.
It’s the wearying predictability of it all – the determined effort to avoid any discernible aesthetic properties, any hint of beauty or wonderment. The objects are banal; the materials are unremarkable; and the colours seem chosen to elicit a sense of meh. And this is by design. These are choices. It’s anti-aesthetic conformity.
Defiant fluff.
Homing instinct.
Consumer grievances letter of note:
https://twitter.com/robdnoel/status/1091077019100762117
It’s all kicking off at Essex County Council.
So how *do* you draw a transgender person in a graphic for people with learning disabilities?
Stability issues. || Islam versus the menace of haram emoticons.
ISWYDT
So how *do* you draw a transgender person in a graphic for people with learning disabilities?
I suspect there’s no acceptable answer to that question.
To lighten the mood, proper art.
To lighten the mood, proper art.
While laughing, I got to this:
They’re now doing flowcharts so you can follow the saga. I fear the very fabric of spacetime will be stretched beyond repair.
I hope his mom is happy.
Egrets. I’ve had a few…
She appears to be.
She appears to be.
I don’t often use the word delightful unironically, but it is.
Clever sketches.
Aftermarket wheels, you chose poorly.
Equal pay for unequal work. Next, slam poets must be paid the same as coal miners.
More equality.
Patriarchy smashed.
Ace posted a crappy 60 Minutes version of this story about how a couple from Michigan, and as it turns out later some MIT “nerds”, made millions on the rolldown feature of a certain kind of lottery game both in Michigan and in Massachusetts. Long but interesting.
https://highline.huffingtonpost.com/articles/en/lotto-winners/
Working of the together women power
Nope, that doesn’t seem right, let’s try again…
Working together of women the power
Hmmm, that doesn’t look like it either. Not sure what they’re trying to get at here but it’s on the tip of tongue… almost.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Not sure what they’re trying to get at here…
I thought it might be Engrish but they don’t look the part.
I hate to take sides, but I think Mr and Ms Upstairs-Dog beat Mr Firkin Fed-Up in the televised Come Planking contest we saw. The pair definitely got a couple of good chucks in and the unexpected use of the broom (overlapping sweeper, in football terms) was a winner.
I look forward to next week’s fixture when bricks may be used.
So how *do* you draw a transgender person in a graphic for people with learning disabilities?
A picture of Willy Wonka might do the trick.
For British readers of a certain age.
Via Metrolander.
My hero. (Sweep, obvs. Not that little goody two-shoes Sooty, or the insufferable Soo.)
My hero.
I don’t think I liked it as a child, but my interest in faintly demented ensemble kazoo-blowing wasn’t fully developed.
A late bloomer, eh? If you got there eventually, that’s the main thing.
The trials and tribulations of a “Marxist-Leninist. Studying Anthropology through a decolonial lens”.
I’m guessing getting a real job is out of the question, regardless, later that day, we encounter bioessentialst violence. Really, it happens when real women talk about their naughty bits.
Marxist-Leninist. Studying Anthropology through a decolonial lens
They string together words, regurgitating phrases, but it’s just an approximation of mental activity.