It made sense at the time . . . sort of . . .
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A Literate Water Feature
Makes you want to wade right into a cool book, doesn’t it?
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Biology: Beautiful and Weird as Heck
This is a Golden Tortoise Beetle. It is a living WTH, Darwin, Explain That—but see how shiny?
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Nice to Have a Plumber in the Family
Yesterday afternoon, whilst I was celebrating the Fourth reading a book on the corner of the couch nearest to the A/C vent:
Janie (collapsing on the couch next to me): Sunny is such a Mario.
Me: A Mario?
Janie: Yeah, you know, Mario Brothers, the game?
Me: Okay, how?
Janie: She jumps a lot, and climbs, and likes Princesses and mushrooms. . . And she likes playing in the sink—
Sunny (launching herself over the back of the couch onto my lap): Boo!!!
Me: Oooof!!!
Janie: And she has Power-ups . . .
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Or, I could just look Outside
This, According to New Scientist, is what one million degrees looks like, courtesy of an artist’s redition of a computer’s rendition of the corona of the sun. Or something.
Of course, it ain’t the heat, it’s the humidity.
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Biology: Altruistic and Squicky
I’m sharing this for your own good. Really. Even the ad.
But before you watch, can we agree for the mutual benefit of all that we aren’t vampire bats in any way, shape, or habit? Thank you.
That book fountain is the coolest thing ever! Can you make me one? Please and thank you.
And please, please relay my thanks to Janie, possibly the coolest chick ever for giving me the new expression, “You are SUCH a Mario!”
I’m uncertain if I should use it on my son or husband first because as any writer worth her salt knows it’s all about the biggest pay off…hehehe.
The closest I can come to making that fountain is to accidentally drown a book in the bath. Sorry!
I will pass along your thanks. Sunny seems to be taking it as a great compliment . . .
Yeah, that fountain is pretty cool. At first, I thought it was saran wrap.
Would you believe, I’ve never seen anything having to do with the Mario Brothers? I mean, I know they exist, I know what the characters look like but I couldn’t pick their story/voices out from a line-up. I was going to ask whether they were French, given the moustache, but then I remembered this one’s name. Are they all the rage in Italy or is this an American concoction?
Mario and Luigi (his brother) are stereotypes—possibly Italian-American—invented by the Nintendo Company in the ’80s, I think.
Mario the plumber runs through the Mushroom Kingdom to save the Princess, which is what passed for video game logic back then, though it’s still pretty popular, so . . .
Regarding that video: Right now I honestly can’t remember if I read an article on this topic in the New Yorker or as one of my writing group member’s submissions. I am clearly in some good company!!
The Mario conversation completely cracked me up. And it warms my heart to know that kids still know who Mario even is.
Was it a vampire story? Just checking.
My SIL set up her Wii in the basement—it’s opened a whole new world for Jane!
I waited and waited with mouth agape, but no vampire bats showed up. Just a vagrant housefly. Not, I’m sure, what Darwin had in mind nor Hamilton. Your Papa.
I’m not sure that video was supposed to be a how-to, Dad.
Thursday is officially my favorite day of the week. (Except when I read your Thursday post on Friday, in which case my favorite day is Friday. Or Saturday if Saturday. Or Monday, if I’ve been on an iceberg for four days and it really takes me that long.)
I want the book fountain.
Thanks, Averil.
I want that fountain, too—I can’t figure out where it is, yet. When I do, I’ll let you know and we’ll road trip!
Sweet!