Peeling skillz. (h/t, Dicentra) || Ink-powered leaf. || No, you first. || Can snails fart? || Does it fart? A quiz for all the family. || Infinite patterns. (h/t, Morpork) || Your children, their politics. (h/t, Darleen) || When you want your freshly squeezed in an orange-peel cup. || “Without the proper type of music your programme will be more difficult.” || I hadn’t noticed these. || What are the odds? || Whatever it is, it smells funny. || At last, a decoy keyboard for your cat. || “You’re more likely to become a Navy Seal than click a banner ad.” || “Am I being detained?” || Blind engineer invents interactive smart-cane. || Because you’ve always wanted asymmetrical jeans. || And finally, obviously, hers is bigger than yours.

The clock is ticking, someone save the cat. || Close enough. || Close enough 2. || Breakfast cereal amplifier. || On second thoughts, perhaps not. || I question the parenting. || Toilet-related submarine mishap of note. || Burger-chain kitchen scenes. || His chocolate-cake lollipops are fancier than yours. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || It also makes spherical ice. || The Megatherium Club. || Smarten up, your date’s here. || Tough day. || Tim Newman on standards and woke condescension. || Every Noise At Once. || Build your own wooden hurdy-gurdy. || Build your own functional paper organ. || And finally, when you mislabel baldness medication as an acid reflux treatment and inadvertently produce really hairy children.

As I’m still finding my feet after the recent festivities, I’m afraid you’ll have to use the comments to throw together your own pile of links and oddities. I will, however, set the ball rolling with a chap doing this better than you do; a lady clearly determined to do things the hard way; some hardcore embroidery; a fearsome beast’s underbelly; and, via Julia, a shadow of note.

Oh, and via Dicentra, you know it could happen.

The fantasy bathrooms you’ve always wanted. (h/t, Julia) || Tiny animals on fingers. || His apple cheesecake is fancier than yours. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Cat-fur custom hats for cats. || Uranium in a cloud chamber. || Eh, close enough. || Tokyo, 1934. || A partial success. (h/t, Damian) || Painting with paper. || Dissolving pills. || People skills. || Ping pong Can-Can. || Supermarket scenes. || At least it was a manly scream. (h/t, Ben) || Imaging Earth. (h/t, Things) || There are tardigrades on the Moon. || “She has received many commendations for her customer service.” || Close encounter with a bluntnose sixgill. || Literature of note. || And finally, temptingly, you want one and you know it.

There is, I suspect, a story here. || A partial success. || Life lessons. || At last, stabilised beer. || Because you’ve always wanted contact lenses with a blink-triggered zoom option. || Virtual body ownership. || Best not to. || Balanced gourds and other stacked foodstuffs. || Them’s good eats. || Sock-related intrigue of note. (h/t, Damian) || One of these things is not like the others. || Thin crust. || Maximum security. (h/t, Holborn) || Hardcore constipation. || Duct-tape typography. || He does have a point. || Inadequate planning. || Inadequate planning, part 2. || Incoming. || The climbing Cholitas. || A mystery unfolds. || And finally, somewhat alarmingly, a lesson in, among other things, not knowing when to quit.