Once again, you’ll have to throw together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I will, however, set the ball rolling with an unorthodox approach to convenient and accessible public transport, an improvisational robotic marimba player, and news from the world of niche attractions, where “scholars have identified the northern coast of Colombia as a hotbed of man-goat coitus.”

Oh, and then there’s this, which I think you just have to see for yourself.

And yet the first thing I noticed was the lack of shoes. (h/t Obo) // Remember, feminists are the ones we’re supposed to take seriously. // Her favourite thing. // The final resting places of seven famous dogs. // Forgotten guest-stars of Murder, She Wrote. // His model tornado is better than yours. // A bit gusty. // A good hard poke should do it. // The underbellies of horses. // 1980s New York. // Non-stop Chuck Norris. // Assorted Sixties nuclear tests. // Jordan Peterson on “privilege” and its precedents. // This seems to work and it’s cheaper than divorce. // This is exactly how I would have done it. // This should be a thing. (h/t, Damian) // And this should not. // Lakeside property. // Rock music. // Flashback. // And finally, live radio transmissions from the airports of the world.

Chap rotates his own feet 157 degrees. // More tongue than is decent. // “Mr Estala appeared to be intoxicated.” // Libation station. // Oil-absorbent material of note. // Organ relocation during pregnancy. // Globe-making of yore. // Smart glasses with liquid lenses. // Starfleet spacecraft comparison. His looks bigger than yours. // At last, an assault trombone. // Robot pianist. I said pianist. // 3D-printed housing. (h/t, Dr W) // Corked honey. // Headline of note. // “Antarctica’s best cuisine, with fine wines and seven-course lunches on Sundays.” // Frankly, I’ve been to worse gigs. // Phones from antiquity. // If you get pulled over, this will be the new sobriety test. // Doctor Strange reversed. In which time takes one for the team. // And finally, reassuringly, a bedtime tale.

Bloody typical. // That’s a big one. // One sweaty fingertip. // That one-hour-ten-minute Phil Collins drum fill you’ve always wanted. // Ten hours of Arctic ambience. // This used to be a cement factory. // A Canadian imam shares his piety. // Causality is a game. // US presidents and their legacies of debt. // On the origins of cutlery. // Could a single marine unit destroy the Roman Empire? // Cars that never made it. // Multitasking. // So just how strong is Captain America? // Thomas Sowell on Marxism and its defects. // And on achievement and its particulars as mere “privilege.” // A pinhole camera made from drinking straws. // A mugshot of the inventor of the mugshot. // Thing is, Ridley, I think we’ve seen it all before. // All bark. // And finally, “Nobody was injured.”

I’m afraid that this week you’ll have to throw together your own pile of links and oddities in the comments. I’ll set the ball rolling with a hot glass horse, some Cold War relics, the thrill of scaffolding, an inconvenient force field, a little something for the ladies, and the US safety code for dry martinis. 

Oh, and I suspect that this dog is up to no good.