Bad dog. (h/t, Holborn) || Inadvisable cat handling. || Scenes. || More scenes. (h/t, Damian) || Yet more scenes. (h/t, Holborn) || Restoration. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Style points. || Today’s word is gripping. || How to be glamorous. || London pad, only £9,950,000. || She seems nice. || Headline of note. || Somewhat related. || Gyro-X, the two-wheeled transport module you’ve always dreamed of. (h/t, DRB) || Deadheads. || Bra donations of note. || His is bigger than yours, and louder. || “Earth music for plants.” || The vampire of Cinkota. || Russian eruption. || Luftraum. || Skillz. || It’s what Sibelius would have wanted. || It’s not a Ferrari. || Friend. || And finally, that was closer than one might like.

Patriarchy detected. They were “taken by surprise.” || The circle of life. || Altered stone. || I think not. || Enthusiastic newcomers. || Wine glass of note. || Where to put the baby while you use a public toilet. || Medieval trade routes. (h/t, Brian) || Important notice of note. || He spent 3 years building a pyramid of pennies. || Periscope spectacles for the height impaired. || More liveliness in London. || Tesla vs Lovecraft is a game. || Gorilla crow. || Glories of the 1980s. || Thank goodness the clever ones are in charge. || Always respect the media. || Always trust Google. || Entirely unrelated. || One and four, obviously. (h/t, Tim) || And finally, via Dicentra, things that will be found by future archaeologists.

I’m still supposedly away – you can see how bad I am at it – and so you’re getting another opportunity to throw together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with a D-list celebrity’s approach to public relations; Apollo 11 in real-time; this, via Damian; a game called Dissembler, which is trickier than it may seem; and some miniature sculptures made of dandelion seeds. 

Oh, and how to peel garlic.

These fine ladies are out of your league. || Unfortunate alignments. (h/t, Damian) || The cat ladders of Switzerland. || On the upside, at least it wasn’t cancer. || Our woke world, a snapshot. || Physiotherapy is ableist and oppressive. || Apollo 11. (h/t, Things) || The hazards of inattentive grocery shopping. (h/t, Obnoxio) || Shadow of a volcano. || Amazon review of note. || Teaching a neural network to drive a car. || Dawn chorus. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Sweet dreams. || Marital duels of the thirteenth century. || One of many. || Lively scenes. || Parenting shortfall. || She’s passionate about recycling. || Apparently, the word honk is no longer permitted on Facebook. || And finally, a notable courtship ritual.

Due to events beyond my influence, you’ll have to throw together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with some niche entertainment; a pet shop promotion of note; an excess of ears; a lady who wants some fries; and a lady who wants a kebab.

Oh, and a plot twist.

Dinnertime scenes. (h/t, Dicentra) || At last, 2-D Doom. || Cheeseburger aerodynamics. || Gives good tongue. || The tactical dad hoodie you’ve always wanted. || Hi, there. || Like many housewives, she knows the mortifying horror of hairy stairs. || Heh. || Also heh. (h/t, Dicentra) || Just how hard is magic? || Painted meat. || Privacy is “transphobic” and politely indulging transgender pronouns is “expressing transphobia.” || “Inflatable pads allow you to adjust the size of your pectorals, deltoids, biceps and triceps.” || Porthole scenes. || Improbable space suits and other things. || Space type generator. || Fashion tip. || Last meals. (h/t, Things) || No greater love. || And finally, niche satisfactions, #209.

I’m not entirely sure what it is, but you should buy some anyway. (h/t, Damian) || Cardboard piano. || Pretty good fingering. || Classical musicians react to K-Pop. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || At all times, dignity. || The eternal struggle. || Ordia is a game. || Signs of cultural decline, #3,004. || Always respect the media. || They have bodies. || He has a business card. (h/t, Holborn) || Miracle breakthrough. || He was embarrassed, you see. (h/t, Dicentra) || Magnetic construction kit of note. || Question answered. (h/t, Orwell) || With nails and a single thread. || OK Soda was not a success. || Amplified cat. || Honey, Queen and Bumble are here to help. || And finally, the faces of dogs after eating bees.

Woman versus tentacles. What could possibly go wrong? || Cross-cultural scenes. (h/t, Dicentra) || Ancient prophesy of note. || New York in the rain. || Kansas tornado. || On everything and nothing. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Moveable concrete. || Sugar cloud coffee. || The complicated contraptions of William Heath Robinson. || Bolts. || Bit steep. || “The balls are going to be a little lopsided.” || Life in Paris, in colour, circa 1890. || Designer inhalers, with healing power and herbal hemp extract. || The tactical backpack you’ve always wanted. || Scooters. || Some cornering. || Assorted charts. (h/t, Damian) || Tiny drama. || His skills were enhanced by nudity. || And finally, via Obnoxio, a conspiracy is revealed.

Wing man. || “Hingst told the court that Short would enter Hingst’s small, windowless office several times a day and break wind.” || The complete North Bergen High School performance of Alien. || Our betters reminisce. || Eminently binge-able. || Salt mining. (h/t, Pogonip) || Skills. || Signage of note. (h/t, Dicentra) || 23 caves. || Mr Yoshimoto has a curry vending machine. || Crows bearing gifts. || Hand-cranked rhythm generator. || Hooters Air. || A feminist is corrected. (h/t, Darleen) || That’s exactly how I would do it. || The question you’ve always wanted to ask. || Tools of wooing. || Shopping mall ceiling of note. || And finally, the boys’ home-made flame-thrower was a partial success.

I know. I’m full of surprises.

Due to my having other commitments, you’ll have to fling together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with one way to spend that $3,000,000 you’ve got lying around; one man and his chicken; a moment of triumph; a display of woke parenting; and via Dicentra, an achievement unlocked.

Oh, and careful with that axe, Karen.