two thots about vikings:
a. i know the historical ragnar actually did take paris so there's not a whole lot of tension in watching tv ragnar try and fail now. well, in watching floki try and fail, anyway.
a2. what was ragnar's agenda in giving floki control over the invasion of paris? (since he seems to have had an agenda.) was he hoping floki would fail? was it punishment for athelstan's death? i'm assuming everyone else had an "aw, ragnar :(" moment when he went off to talk to athelstan and to say he wished he was there.
b. did lagertha say she'd marry kalf and let him rule her land as long as he understood that someday she was going to kill him? what kind of deal is that?
if you, like me, have the hots for hot toys' mcu figures but don't have the spare bucks to buy them,
you can enter to win a winter soldier. his face is both beautiful and terrifying and i want one.
sort of in that vein, have a pic of the avengers
recast as the eight immortals from chinese mythology. neat!
ice skating with a chainsaw is apparently the new sport for crazy people.
scientists recover the oldest playable recording - music and laughter recorded on... tinfoil. in 1878. how cool is that?
english as she was spoke by shakespeare, chaucer, and whoever might have composed beowulf, with a bonus video of a woman singing in breton, which i guess is the closest modern equivalent to what the britons spoke before the angles and saxons invaded and changed the language.
i didn't know there was a
siberian punk scene in the 80s, but i shouldn't be surprised.
this is now old news, because it took me so long to share these, but
uktv molded a life-size benedict cucumberpatch out of chocolate. there's a video that shows how he was made.
also old (april fool) news:
wonder woman's invisible jet on display at the national air and space museum. science geeks are the best geeks.
art deco doggie brooches - arf.
kid pukes in powell's bookstore, writes adorable and charming apology letter, complete with ben&jerry's gift card for whoever had to clean it up.
in 1974 a (probably bored) employee of the us forest service
wrote a cocktail guide. it's very detailed and scientific. and it has diagrams. lots of diagrams.
have a poem.
If I were to live my life
in catfish forms
in scaffolds of skin and whiskers
at the bottom of a pond
and you were to come by
one evening
when the moon was shining
down into my dark home
and stand there at the edge
of my affection
and think, "It's beautiful
here by this pond. I wish
somebody loved me,"
I'd love you and be your catfish
friend and drive such lonely
thoughts from your mind
and suddenly you would be
at peace,
and ask yourself, "I wonder
if there are any catfish
in this pond? It seems like
a perfect place for them."
--Richard Brautigan, "Your Catfish Friend"