This is the third snow-related post in a row. That must be some sort of Geekologie record. One that will definitely won't be going down in the history books and probably won't be remembered by a single person after tomorrow. God willing, I'll drink it out of my memory before bed tonight. There are bunch of microscopic closeups of the snowflakes that fall on Russian photographer Alexey Kljatov's balcony. Clearly he has some nice quality snow. Here? Here it never gets cold enough to snow, but if it did it would be acid snow. And not the kind you could catch on your tongue to trip balls and talk to Frosty, the kind you could catch on your tongue if you really hate your tongue and want it to suffer. You know that expression, cutting off your nose to spite your face? Does that actually work? I only ask because these f***ing cheeks have really been pissing me off lately.
Keep going for a bunch more.
Every year around this time I hang a bunch of paper snowflakes from the ceiling of the living room for a little holiday ambiance. Then I set fire to a trashcan in the middle of the room and pretend I'm an Eskimo. These are the cut-it-yourself Game of Thrones house sigil snowflake designs created by Krystal Higgins (links to patterns so you can make them yourself). You just print out a sheet of paper with the design, fold it, cut along the lines, and PRESTO -- wait, why doesn't yours look right? It looks like it was torn. "I'm not allowed to use scissors." And rightfully so. Now go throw that snowflake away and sit in the corner.
Keep going for a shot of what the Targaryen pattern looks like and what a finished snowflake should look like IRL.
Originally I misspelled the title 'snowglove'. How embarrassing would that have been if I hadn't caught it? "Not any more so than the rest of the mistakes you make." TRUE. Remember that time I accidentally copy/pasted one of my sexy Google Chat conversations into a post and didn't realize it? People have emailed me since then saying they still read it when absolutely nothing else will get them aroused. This is the $41 Blue Sky Snowglobe available for preorder from Firebox. Unfortunately they're not due out until next year so if you were thinking of buying one for a Christmas present you're gonna have to buy it for Christmas 2014 and there is no guarantee I won't have blown up the planet by then. I'm really hoping to, I'll tell you that.
Keep going for a closeup and a shot of the packaging.
This is Venusaur, Charizard and Blastoise imagined as LEGO mechas controlled by minifigs hidden inside (pictures after the jump) by Flickr user Stormbringer. Good job. Way better than I could have done. I'm only good at three things: bad writing and even worse counting.
Keep going for individual shots of each including their minifig operators.
A-ha's 1985 music video for 'Take on Me' is one of the best ever made. Granted I don't really keep up with current music videos, but in my mind they're all CG and ass shaking. "What's wrong with ass shaking?" There is nothing wrong with ass shaking. This is the Doctor Who 50th anniversary animation made by Richard Swarbrick that was tweaked and set to the audio of 'Take On Me' by Youtuber TheFlixx. It's worth a watch. I also embedded the original 'Take on Me' music video because it deserves to be. No boss could possibly give you a hard time for watching it on the clock. DAMMIT [YOUR NAME], JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? "Watching the 'Take On Me' music video." Well shit, let me grab a chair, you start it back from the beginning.
Hit the jump for three vidoes: the mashup, the unedited Doctor Who anniversary video, and A-ha's 'Take On Me'.
Went to Tate Britain to check out the re-hang. It's lovely, actually. Everything looks fresh and bright, without being soulless.
There were some interesting pieces that I don't think have been on show before, as well. The Chapman Family Collection is a riot.
When I came out, there was something going on, with cops stopping everybody who came along Millbank on a motorbike. They stopped a couple of vans, too, and had long 'chats', before letting the drivers escape.
R Next Door still hasn't got a doctor's appointment, and is going on about how she's going to jump out the window when 'they' break the door down. I don't think she means it; I've heard it many times before, but it still freaks me out.
- Current Mood:OK
- Current Music:SETMALO