They strike when you’re asleep. (h/t, Damian) // Geometric cakes. // Size comparisons. // A brief history of curry. // Could you flush 240lbs of mercury down a toilet? If you’re going to try this, use the neighbour’s toilet. // How to build a human heart. // What happened to the flags on the Moon? // Nightsatan and the Loops of Doom is a post-apocalyptic synthesizer film. // Orson Welles does Dickens. // “Mister Doctor?” Oh Mads. // Dog and friend. // Four strings. // Outfolded is a game. // When you’re hungry but not that hungry. // Trash birds and other beasts. // The thrill of male baldness: “My hair is like another appendage.” // “An Australian tradesman has been bitten by a venomous spider on the penis for a second time.” // And then, mid-air, his propeller fell off.

Kitten lovers, look away now. // Dolly does it double tempo. // When objects melt. // Vintage mugshots. // Inside is a game. From the makers of Limbo. // First world problem. (h/t, Julia) // Bottle opener of note. // Buddhist kung fu nuns bring food, fight trafficking. // Baby otter cam. // When the algorithm doesn’t like your article. // Bewilder your children with this retro coffee table. // Room service. // Discontinued products. // How to punctuate your parentheses. // “The F-16 student pilot started to pull up for a barrel roll, but was forced into a G-induced loss of consciousness half-way through the manoeuvre.” // “Objects around you will change shape, appearing to shrink and expand.” (h/t, Dr W) // I question the practicality. // And finally, pleasingly, the good, the bad and the ugly.

I didn’t see that coming. (h/t, Ace) // Cats and dogs. // Have you tied and dyed today? // Testing defences. // Why are breasts called boobs? // Fidget cube. // Is Gab the new Twitter? // Six! is a game. // Can you see all 12 simultaneously? // Marvel’s film music is insufficiently humworthy. // A more common usage has been discovered. (h/t, Damian) // “What sort of man reads Playboy?” // Treat the dear wife to a toilet chandelier. // The taming of the fox. // “The footage depicts E. coli evolving to be 1,000 times more resistant to an antibiotic in just 11 days.” // He keeps ants. // Jack’s back. // How to speak auctioneer. // And finally, a catalogue of failed utopian communes, from poison-wielding sex gurus and tea-shunning vegans to nineteenth century radical anarcho-nudists.

One lucky dog. (h/t, Damian) // Public transport. // Christopher Lee reads five horror classics. // Can bats swim? // British artist stranded out at sea. (h/t, Albino Finger) // The unmaking of gelatin sweets. // The (post)modern scholar. // New York, 1940s. // Everything wrong with Citizen Kane. // Hong Kong density. // What dad did. // What cats do. (h/t, Julia) // Upscale fashion show of yore. (h/t, Coudal) // Refresh the ramsophone. // Ancient Roman dinner party etiquette. // The triggering. // Time travel radio. // Classic Trek antagonists, ranked. // Autonomous tractor. // Freediving under ice isn’t for the faint-hearted. // A dragon made of flowers. // And finally, on the art of choosing band names. I do like French Toast Emergency. And Librarians In Uproar.

At last, pre-distressed sneakers, only $590. // One for the high-culture cineastes among you. // Oh, the humanities. // The soft, autonomous robots are coming. // Sir Anthony Hopkins is having a spot of bother with his legions of pleasure-giving robots. // It’s a bourbon-chocolate sauce, obviously. // Blank windows. // The many pauses of Gene Wilder. // First woman on the Moon. (h/t, dicentra) // A little project for the weekend. // Always clean things with lasers. Except, perhaps, your face. // A dog’s life. // A well done burger drop. // You goat mail. // For making things. // On radiation dosage. // This. // “Social justice” in action. // It’s meatier than the average slug. // On stop-motion. // If you think you’ve had a rough day. // And finally, a personal one-seat anti-insect tent.