this is how i like my mulder
the x-files tonight was grade-a ridiculous and absurd and really fun, with a bonus memorial to kim manners. i actually mostly liked last week's episode, but once tonight's got going, it was better.
i also liked the magicians better than i did last week! quentin is slightly less boring and his friends are slightly less boring - altho wow, is alice dumb - seriously, for a supposedly smart girl she's making some stupid-ass decisions - and julia's story is still interesting. i think but am not 100% sure the girl who left brakebills and gave up magic (emily?) was played by abby miller, who was ellen may on justified. i really liked ellen may.
when quentin and julia were arguing outside the bodega, was his problem with her that she knew he was in love with her and she didn't love him back? and he, what, held a grudge against her because she was only his friend? and that's why he never bothered to tell anyone at brakebills at her? really, dude? how cliched. i am however more than happy to have misunderstood. i mean, i would have assumed he didn't say anything to anyone because he's a passive kind of guy and that would be too aggressive.
three guinness world records were broken in all this domino-falling. that's 543k dominos.
have an infographic about kowloon walled city. any time i see anything about this place, i must share.
cabbies in mumbai apparently decorate their cabs in highly idiosyncratic ways in order to attract riders, and one of the ways they decorate is to use funky patterned upholstery for the seats and interiors of their cabs. having the entire interior of a cab - seats, ceiling, inside the doors - covered in brightly-patterned fabric seems kind of headache-inducing (it's a lot of pattern!), but what a neat idea.
for black history month, here are some unpublished photos from the new york times, with the stories behind them.
the greatest black fencers in history. three of them, from the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, two in europe and one in new orleans.
the temple of dendur, in the metropolitan museum of art, used to be painted. all the paint was washed away in floods, but now you can see some of it again, projected onto one of the temple's walls. well, you can see it through march 19. someone go check it out, because i can't.
i also liked the magicians better than i did last week! quentin is slightly less boring and his friends are slightly less boring - altho wow, is alice dumb - seriously, for a supposedly smart girl she's making some stupid-ass decisions - and julia's story is still interesting. i think but am not 100% sure the girl who left brakebills and gave up magic (emily?) was played by abby miller, who was ellen may on justified. i really liked ellen may.
when quentin and julia were arguing outside the bodega, was his problem with her that she knew he was in love with her and she didn't love him back? and he, what, held a grudge against her because she was only his friend? and that's why he never bothered to tell anyone at brakebills at her? really, dude? how cliched. i am however more than happy to have misunderstood. i mean, i would have assumed he didn't say anything to anyone because he's a passive kind of guy and that would be too aggressive.
three guinness world records were broken in all this domino-falling. that's 543k dominos.
have an infographic about kowloon walled city. any time i see anything about this place, i must share.
cabbies in mumbai apparently decorate their cabs in highly idiosyncratic ways in order to attract riders, and one of the ways they decorate is to use funky patterned upholstery for the seats and interiors of their cabs. having the entire interior of a cab - seats, ceiling, inside the doors - covered in brightly-patterned fabric seems kind of headache-inducing (it's a lot of pattern!), but what a neat idea.
for black history month, here are some unpublished photos from the new york times, with the stories behind them.
the greatest black fencers in history. three of them, from the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, two in europe and one in new orleans.
the temple of dendur, in the metropolitan museum of art, used to be painted. all the paint was washed away in floods, but now you can see some of it again, projected onto one of the temple's walls. well, you can see it through march 19. someone go check it out, because i can't.