December 05, 2012
Hug-a-Mug — "Hug me without getting burned"
I knew I shouldn't have listened... oh, sorry — just reminiscing a bit.
From the website: "Snuggle up to a nice brew, mug of soup, or a hot chocolate with the Hug-a-Mug."
"You can 'hug the mug' without getting your hands burned thanks to its cleverly manufactured double wall and two perfectly-placed inlaid hand prints, giving you a cozy drink every time."
I just love the look of this object — hard to pick just one color, each looks so inviting with that clever design.
Black Marble: The Earth at Night
From The Atlantic: "For three weeks spread out over April and October of this year, the Suomi NPP satellite (jointly of NASA and NOAA) scanned all the Earth's land as it appeared at night. Scientists then mapped the satellite's data — 2.5 terabytes — over an earlier Blue Marble image, transforming that picture's daytime blues, browns, and greens into a night time palette of blues, blacks, and gold."
"The Suomi NPP’s Visible Infrared Imaging Radiometer Suite can detect lights as faint as a lone highway lamp — meaning pretty much any human outcropping where electricity runs. 'Nothing tells us more about the spread of humans across the Earth than city lights,' says NOAA scientist Chris Elvidge. When you watch the video above (and do expand to full screen), you can see at the horizon how daylight masks human development but, as the land falls dark, the signals of our settlements glow bright, giving us 'a global view of the human footprint on the Earth.'"
Limited-Edition Life Clock
"A modified Karlsson Clock, with the clock mechanism slowed down by a factor of 61320. Each number represents one year."
Designed by Bertrand Planes.
19.75"Ø x 2.75"D.
Edition of 14.
Talk about The Long Now....
Price on request.
Just when you thought it was safe to go back on Twitter, along comes mr. unfollowr.
"Track your unfollows and get direct message of email if someone stopped following you. Just follow me! Check out unfollower.name for more info. by @bobrik."
Though he has over 241,000 followers mr. unfollowr follows just two Twitter accounts:
I'm always amused when I get a tweet from someone I've just unfollowed asking "Why?"
Underpants Candy — "The most delicious underpants you've ever eaten"
I am so not going there.
Below, the website's description.
The next time someone tells you, "Eat my shorts," you tell them "No problem" and pull out your Underpants Candy.
Every tin is filled to the brim with 1.1 ounces of tiny, tutti-frutti-flavored tighty whitey-shaped candies that are as delicious as they are disturbing.
It's like eating out of the world's most delicious hamper.
FunFact: Once upon a time, in a century far, far away, I found myself in Seattle and made the trip to the Archie McPhee World HQ Mother Ship.
It's well worth the trip, a giant old building filled with so many weird and wonderful things, both to see and for sale (many of which for one reason or another will never make it into a catalog or online), that your mind — if it's anything like mine — will almost redline in Delight Overdrive.
Better: The people who work there are as weird and wonderful as what they sell. Better, even.
Trust me on this: I'm a doctor.
See the raptor?
When I returned home from some Saturday morning race a couple weeks ago I glanced over at my laundry room window from my car as I pulled into the driveway to see if Gray Cat was in her usual and customary position behind the window screen.
She was — but in a pose I'd never, ever seen before, with attention so intense it was almost frightening.
Her eyes were riveted to something off ahead and to the right in the middle distance.
I followed her gaze and at first didn't see anything of interest: just a tree stump some good ole' boy had left behind when he decided he'd had enough tree work for the day (he never returned to finish the job which turns out to have been important for the purpose of this post. Little that we do is ever done, really, I sometimes don't know why we bother trying. But I digress.).
I looked again and then the penny dropped: a large raptor*, staring right back at me.
I can see why Gray Cat, weighing in at six pounds nine ounces in fighting trim, was concerned: that hawk was a lot bigger than she was, with vision, speed, reflexes, talons, beak and strength that would put her compact feline killing tools to shame.
I just sat at stared at the hawk for about ten minutes without moving.
So did Gray Cat.
Then I got out of my car very slowly, backing away so as to convey no threat.
I took out my phone and took the picture up top.
FunFact: Later that day, after the hawk had finished its business atop the stump, I went out for a view to the kill.
I saw lots of blue-gray fur scattered around the surface, with what looked like a tiny gall bladder.
Not a thing else.
I wonder if Gray Cat witnessed the kill and dining experience and if so what went through her mind as she watched.
Note added at 12:02 p.m. today: My LA correspondent just weighed in via the Comments section with fascinating, informative, and sobering news.
His remarks are worth publishing here in their entirety and appear below.
Note added at 1:23 p.m. today: My Hawaii correspondent just commented on the identity of the raptor, suggesting that was in fact a Cooper's hawk.
In her words:
Air Frame — Travel the world from your desk
A photo frame that looks like an airplane window.
ABS plastic, acrylic.
8" x 10".