Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
Nanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonanonano . . .
Crap, that’s only one word.
Have a look at other people’s accomplishments (and one of mine in there, somewhere).
Fiber artist Toshiko Horiuchi creates large, colorful, interactive installations and play environments out of yarn-based textiles.
In other words,
she crochets them.
It’s like the spiderwebs of Wonderland . . .
Such a Time Saver!
(Thanks, honey! Um . . . you don’t do this, do you? ‘Cause I noticed we’re out of hard root beer again?)
As part of my Nanowrimo output yesterday, I wrote a bit of dialogue spoken by a character that I can’t believe came out of my brain, except the thing is in my handwriting.
Then again, the POV character is a wereduck P.I., so I don’t have a lot of plausible deniability, here. . .
I investigated Joly’s Pizza personally, around lunchtime, and found Joly to be a dyed-in-the-metaphorical-wool Rhombeck supporter, for all he was human.
“He gave me my start-up money and got the health department off my back,” he said, busy scattering a double handful of dead crickets across a crust that had been spread with a greenish sauce I probably didn’t want to know more about.
The crickets looked good though.
“I figured I was making specialty pizzas for all my buddies, why not do it for a living?” he said. “We can handle orders from carnivores, herbivores, insectivores, fruit-eaters,* even celiacs and those no-carb weirdos. Some guy called up the other day and ordered for like twenty minutes, asking all these questions. Vegan ain’t a problem, I told him. Organic ain’t a problem. Nut allergies ain’t a problem. Raw food crusts ain’t a problem, if you don’t mind ordering a medium. Dairy-free, gluten-free, garlic-free, low-salt—no problem.
“Then he asks for this tofu-pepperoni crap. That, my friend, is a problem.”
It’s also about 164 words.
I believe that’s what we call a priority shift.
It’s Infinite on Both Sides
And flippin’ hilarious, too.
Click to check out More Abstruse Goose!(Thanks, Watson! Is it still a Captain Obvious moment if your audience doesn’t get it?)
Whirled Beat II
Jonathan Carollo has a drum set. But he doesn’t need one.
His father Dan records Jonathan’s original compositions that can be purchased at Reverb!Nation. If you buy them, a percentage (don’t know how much) of the money will go to the Half The Sky Foundation.
(Thanks, Dee! You’re right—he’s giving the Piano Guys some competition!)
*Sure, you and I know it’s “frugivore”, because we just looked it up, but Joly wouldn’t and the MC wouldn’t care.