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.
Health continues dicey in the Wesson household, but there’s still time between coughs, sneezes and epic sprints to the bathroom to laugh, squee, and gasp at some pretty cool stuff.
Tablets and smartphones help, I won’t lie . . .
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I Knew It!
I’m also willing to consider that the role wears the actors, instead of the other way around.
Because I like giving myself cold chills, apparently.
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Soup Ness Monsters!
I don’t usually feel the urge to hug kitchen tools, but . . .
These insanely adorable utensils are available at Animi Causa, but they’re (understandably) on backorder until late February.
Like that’s gonna stop me.
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Does this come with the Mother of All Mimosas?
‘Cause I’d avoid the Joffrey Wine Spritzer, were I you.
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Fibonacci in Motion
Fibonacci’s Sequence, for those unfamiliar with Spongebob Squarepants’s house, is a string of numbers—or their spatial or physical equivalents—with each digit created by adding the previous two: 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89 and so on.
Or, in the case of John Edmark’s mathematical sculptures, stunningly beautiful, especially when you take ’em for a spin.
For an added layer of cool, these were created on a 3D printer. I know.
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I was Just Thinking . . .
If Smaug is trapped inside the Cinderella story,
does that mean that somewhere in the Lit’verse
Bilbo Baggins is matching wits against a giant Wicked Stepmother.
hoping she has a heart to hit?
And if so, whom do we blame?
Gandalf?
Sauron?
Misfiring Godmothers?
Unregulated Bibbity-bobbity-boos?
If the Arkenstone turns out to be a glass Manolo Blahnik,
Will all the gold of Erebor
Be enough to pay for Thorin’s therapy
When it fits Thranduil’s perfect foot?
(Indy? John? Did I just . . . poem?)
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Just say Moo
This video makes me unreasonably happy.
You?
Earful of Cider 