Crabs give pedicure. || Deaf man and his cat. || Not quite what I imagined. || Calling International Rescue. || The calculator drawer. || Random Street Views. || City living scenes. || A.I. attempts to make sign-language manual. (h/t, Dicentra) || At last, music generated from text. || Smart slime and throbbing bloblets. || Bruising of the soft tissue. || You had one bloody job. || But only when it rains. || Back passage of note. (h/t, Damian) || Ancient Earth Globe. || Theirs is considerably bigger than yours. || Gently does it. || A decision was made. || Thriller, Indian version. || Chain reaction. || ChronoPhoto, a photographical history game. (h/t, Things) || Coffee can do anything. || And finally, don’t worry, it’s a weight-saving measure.

Perhaps there’s a word for this new dance-move sensation. || Big-ass paper plane. || A brief history of topiary. (h/t, Things) || Answers on a postcard, please. || ChatGPT does physics, with partial success. || Jupiter. (h/t, Dicentra) || Volcanic eruption seen from space. || Remember, always respect the media. || The progressive retail experience, parts 453 and 454. || Is your smartwatch powered by slime mould? || Nommy nommy nom. || Historical con-women of note. || You may clench when ready. || Why, yes, there will be a test. || When you’ve been severely educated. || Drag for kiddies. || “That’s the goal.” || Glass viruses and bacteria. || Fifty-tonne crystals. || Unsolid footing. || And finally, for those unfamiliar with the world of Japanese music sirens.

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The machine uprising, day 5. (h/t, Emil) || The machine uprising, day 6. || Someone else’s dinner. || Arsehole detected. || A map of undersea cables. || A triumph of elastication. || Combat aircraft concepts. (h/t, Things) || Courtesy in odd places. || Suburban scenes. || When you need nine hours of cassette-play. || Music typewriter, circa 1950s. || Your expectations of punctuality are “white supremacy,” and sexist, and also homophobic, you bigot. || His incriminating browser history is probably worse than yours. || Hers, I dare say, is bigger than yours. || Bit snug, some chafing. || Couch glider. || Assorted German pipe organs. || Pick your champion. || The progressive retail experience, part 452. || Passenger came prepared. || When you defer to the lie, complications will ensue. || And finally, with some patience, it takes a village to park a car.

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“Can it be done?” || A dispute over parking, in two parts. || Telesnaps of TARDIS interiors. || Tough stuff. || A feminist’s view of autogynephilia and transgender ideology. (NSFW) || Workplace woes. || Twerking woo. || What “equity” involves. || Spot the dots. || Steady, boys. (h/t, Darleen) || His – and I say this with some confidence – is bigger than yours. || The bloody cheek of it. || Suboptimal visualization. (h/t, Asiaseen) || Our betters talk about borders. || How it began. || Today’s word is moshpitting. || The progressive retail experience, parts 450 and 451. || “Critical race scholar” can’t get a date. || If he has to deal with it. || He seems very happy about what sounds like an infection. || First, you have to tilt them. || And finally, with some agitation, a domestic drama unfolds.

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How to lose your shoes. || Crown flash. || It fell from the sky. (h/t, Damian) || Fungus of note. || How to measure very tiny forces – say, the push of a laser pointer. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Incoming. || Incoming 2. || On the benefits of British colonialism. || A very modern mindset. || An excruciatingly simulated heist game. || Moog dancers, 1971. (h/t, TDK) || As seen by meteorological satellite Himawari-8. || How was your day? || Because it can be done. (h/t, Dicentra) || The British Vintage Wireless and Television Museum. (h/t, Things) || Looking sharp. || Lighthouse location. || “Ready to drive away today.” (h/t, Julia) || A compendium of Japanese portable record players. || An attempt was made. || And finally, an illustration of life’s modern complications.

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