Tomorrow, Commander Chris Hadfield bids farewell to the International Space Station, meaning we won’t get our usual dose of his tweets and videos sent from space. But he’s signing off with a little David Bowie.
With its incredible heating power, the television solar beam is not for the inexperienced, and should only be built and used by capable adults.
Once you’ve got your list of limiting beliefs, take a long, hard look at them. Is there anything that stands out as impossible to overcome? Probably not, unless one of them is “I don’t have a dick so I can’t have sex with girls.”
(via Return of Kings)
The crowds look down from above and are fragranced by a rising incense of engine fumes. The point is to thrill the audience, not to scare them. The riders begin by circling the floor, then up on to a ramp, and finally they are riding perpendicular to the wall, arms outstretched, rising and dipping, sometimes high enough to leave tyre marks at the very top, prompting squeals from the crowd. For superstitious reasons, they only ever travel in an anti-clockwise direction. They get so close you could reach out and touch them, make some sort of brief physical connection with that speeding miracle of guts and grace and centrifugal force.
(via The Scotsman)
Chiditarod is sort of like if you had Halloween in March for grown ups who love fast-moving parades and races and all the joy it takes you to not feel cold with the swirls of snow at your feet. It has become an art form of who can create the most elaborate or inventive float just as much as who can finish first with checkpoints all over local businesses in the Chicago neighborhood of Ukrainian Village. Sometimes, it feels like Chicago has lost so many great musicians, artists, writers to cities like NYC but whenever Chiditarod comes around, it reminds us Chicagoans why it’s great to be home. As the Chiditarod website points out, the date coincides with the Alaskan Iditarod dog sled race but I’ve always preferred shopping carts to sleds and costume lovers to dogs, anyway. And, as if you needed any more of a reason to support adults donning costumes and running through the wind and the cold, proceeds also greatly benefit The Greater Chicago Food Depository.
Favorite floats from this year’s race include “20,000 Leagues Under the Sea,” “The Beatles,” “DeadMau5,” “Ghostbusters,” “Mr. Potato Head,” “Super Mario Bros.,” “Lucky Charms,” “Unicorns,” “Draculas,” and “Happy Birthday!”
Full set of (large-sized) photographs from Chiditarod 2013 can be viewed on Flickr here.
Brodie began to photograph his travels in 2004 when he acquired an old Polaroid camera. “A friend gave me a Polaroid camera I found on the back seat of her car. I took a photo of the handlebars of my BMX bike and it looked incredible, so I kept taking pictures, it was that simple.” From 2004-2006, Brodie shot exclusively on Polaroid film, earning him the moniker the Polaroid Kidd; a name he would tag on box cars and walls. From 2006 – 2009, Brodie switched to 35mm film. During this five-year span, Brodie rode over 50,000 miles through 46 states documenting the people and places he encountered along the way.
I reported a few weeks back I had taken a new position with a rather large gubment employer. I’m happy to report I have completed training and have been assigned a shared cubicle next to the windows over-looking the southern courtyard. I share this space with a “perm” employee who works days. I have an overhead shelf and a rolling file cabinet to call my own. The only personal piece I’ve brought to set out is a photo of Danny in a frame hinged with a clock. I put it in the overhead when I leave. I clean up after myself. I have yet to “make production” of 4.9 document adjustments per hour–still have to consult too many manuals to handle the myriad possibilities. Still, I see a light at the end of the miles of hallways here. If another week or two I’ll be fine. I walk on my breaks. Many corridors are 200 yards long. On a good strut, I can eat my orange and make two laps on a break (about 800 yards). Time passes quickly when work is abundant.
I think I like it.
Also, you should see the wealth of diversity and humanity here. It’s astonishing!
(via NBCNews PhotoBlog)
Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 6×6
The Window of the World is a theme park located in the western part of the city of Shenzhen in the People’s Republic of China. It has about 130 reproductions of some of the most famous tourist attractions in the world squeezed into 48 hectares (118 acres). The 108 metre (354 ft) tall Eiffel Tower dominates the skyline and the sight of the Pyramids and the Taj Mahal all in proximity to each other are all part of the appeal of this theme park.
The newest version of the craft weighs only 71 pounds, 30 less than the previous one, which stayed aloft for 11 seconds in 2011. Gamera II harvests power from arm movements as well as pedals, transmitting more power to the four large rotors.
(via NBC News)
Bain News Service, publisher. Mrs. Herschel Parker. From the Bain Collection, Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division.
Mr. Parker (Herschel Clifford Parker) was a Columbia physics professor and a founding member of the Explorers Club. In the spring of 1911 he married Evelyn Naegele. They honeymooned in Alaska.
Mrs. Herschel Parker last saw Professor Parker in 1919. In 1925 she petitioned a Brooklyn court to grant a divorce, citing abandonment and failure to support.
According to Mrs. Herschel Parker, the professor had said, “I am tired of looking after a wife and family. A man with my genius owes himself to mankind in general and cannot be tied down by family routine.”
(via The Telegraph)
Daily problems that come with living in Oymyakon include pen ink freezing, glasses freezing to people’s faces and batteries losing power. Locals are said to leave their cars running all day for fear of not being able to restart them.
Even if there was coverage for mobile phone reception the phones themselves would not work in such cold conditions.
(via The Daily Mail)
I’m sure you’re a busy lawyer but I’d like to bring a few things to your attention. If you’re interested, maybe we can meet and I’ll explain my case in more detail.
I’ve been going to the same barber as far back as my first haircut when I was three or four years old. There are some customer service issues:
(1) I never once received a straight-razor shave.
(2) A hot towel around my face has not been offered.
(3) Even with all the dusting and brushing, the clippings always makes my neck itchy. Read more
I look across the table and you stare back at me. Our eyes lock above your corn on the cob captured between those little fork-handles. I never knew anyone who used them, and yet here you are at this picnic and you brought your own. Were we enemies, or friends, so many years ago? It doesn’t seem to matter now; the important part is that we’ve survived.
(via The Gothamist)
If you beat a dead horse long enough, it turns to gold.
Apologies to the horse.
When it comes to vanity license plates, the State of Ohio is not amused.
It recently released a list of more than 500 rejected license plates and boy are there some doozies.
When we say doozies, we mean shocked that someone thought they could slip “BIGSEXE” or “IFARTED” under the Bureau of Motor Vehicles’ nose.