mostly links because my head is too stuff up for conversation
it's officially winter - i have a cold. >.< i can't have a cold. i'm going to florida on thursday, and between now and then i have three days of work and one day of curling and one day in which i have to get shit done (tm). (mostly laundry, watering my mom's plants, and finding a bunch of things she and my dad forgot to take to florida with them. oh, and the grocery store.) ugh.
so who saw the lip sync battle last night between channing tatum and jenna dewan-tatum? their final performances, if you missed it. he really is the most charming potato. but he is completely the wrong shape to even vaguely attempt to impersonate beyonce.
you can design an eighteenth century wig through the v&a museum web site. plant a ship on your hair!
snowy owl photographed by fortuitously placed montreal traffic camera.
little girl accidentally leaves her stuffed bunny at an irish hotel. hotel staff treat the bunny to a couple days of luxury. and then they send him home.
pee deflectors in london, to try and dissuade the average nineteenth-century gentleman from pissing against the wall by the simple act of deflecting his pee back onto his shoes.
exploring the art deco new yorker hotel, which had the misfortune to open in 1930, at the very beginning of the depression. it had a dining room with a retractable ice floor, its own radio station, the largest private power plant in the country, and an underground tunnel leading to penn station. tesla lived there the last ten years of his life.
so who saw the lip sync battle last night between channing tatum and jenna dewan-tatum? their final performances, if you missed it. he really is the most charming potato. but he is completely the wrong shape to even vaguely attempt to impersonate beyonce.
you can design an eighteenth century wig through the v&a museum web site. plant a ship on your hair!
snowy owl photographed by fortuitously placed montreal traffic camera.
little girl accidentally leaves her stuffed bunny at an irish hotel. hotel staff treat the bunny to a couple days of luxury. and then they send him home.
pee deflectors in london, to try and dissuade the average nineteenth-century gentleman from pissing against the wall by the simple act of deflecting his pee back onto his shoes.
exploring the art deco new yorker hotel, which had the misfortune to open in 1930, at the very beginning of the depression. it had a dining room with a retractable ice floor, its own radio station, the largest private power plant in the country, and an underground tunnel leading to penn station. tesla lived there the last ten years of his life.