I got no help for ye.
“There was a deuce of a row,” said Maule. Then Mr Spooner, who read his “Bell’s Life” and “Field” very religiously, and who never missed an article in “Bayley’s”, proceeded to give them an account of everything that had taken place in the Runnymede Hunt. It mattered but little that he was wrong in all his details. Narrations always are.
–Anthony Trollope, The Duke’s Children (1880)
Connor Wood Bicycles, LLC was founded by Chris Connor in 2012 to build wood bicycles that beautifully combine form and function. Chris is a longtime Denver woodworker and cycling enthusiast, and building wood bicycles came as a stunning realization that he could bring the two together.
There is something grotesque to me about there being this wonderful steakhouse St Elmó, and then just up the street the linguistically repellant chain steakhouse “Ruth’s Chris,” whatever that means, opens up shop. I feel like the people should take to the streets with pitchforks to protest that shit. Similarly, we need to shut down the TGI Fridays in Union Square; let’s take a tactic from the anti-abortion protestors and make people need an escort to get a mudslide fifteen paces from the greenmarket.
“Herr Dr Feld now brought a new magazine into existence. It was richly endowed and appeared irregularly, not because it lacked money but, rather, because its publisher and creator considered irregularity a quintessential characteristic of refinement.”
Perlefter, Joseph Roth
(via BBC America)
These massive exchanges of electricity require wrist-thick cabling under the [Mercedes-Benz] SLS’s mile-long hood, but they also make driving an ostentatious supercar eerily silent. So to give the people what they want, there’s a menu in the Comand system dubbed “eSound” that emits a fabricated soundtrack worthy of Brian Eno through the car’s 11 speakers. It’s a sort of an atmospheric augmentation that layers over the inherent whines and whirs created by the electric drivetrain.
We have dug out the drive. We now have martinis. Dan’s in the bath. I’m watching this on Netflix:
I’m reminded once Daryl said something about digging when he gets mad. So I’m thinking of Daryl. And Cindy. And y’all.
To encourage the honeybees to communicate, Dyck strategically adds wax or honey, propolis or hand-made honeycomb patterns to the objects prior to placing them into their hives. After the bees start building honeycombs over the object, Dyck would coax them into specific shapes by adding or deleting wax.
(via Amusing Planet)
Nicolas Henchoz, director of the EPFL + ECAL Lab, in Lausanne, Switzerland, finds this disconnect between man and remote striking. After all, he points out, we’ve been living with the things for nearly 60 years. So last fall, he posed a challenge to his students in Lausanne, as well as those at three other top design schools–ENSCI-Les Ateliers in Paris, the Royal College of Art in London, and Parsons in New York: Build a remote control someone could fall in love with.
My hair style always fits in with my clothing.
To be clear, where I work should no longer be described as a “home”, but more a “Bunker of dark Elven magic.” Eleven years have allowed me to transform this garden apartment into the perfect symbiotic workspace, drawing from the best aspects of the Batcave (Burton-era), Tony Stark’s workshop, Cerebro, and the Batcave (Nolan-era).
Morions for the Millions is a Facebook group “dedicated to the reintroduction of the 17th century comb morion helmet as an article of everyday wear.”
I have already learned through a post to this group that a mix of old and new morions may be found within the Militaria offered on eBay, and I am reviewing the options.
(filched from SC’s Twitter: @SCauleyDesign)
Somebody better find the god damned web guy’s email address and get him to change the year on the copyright notice, because lord knows the we’ll be fucked if someone copies and pastes this shit onto another fucking website even though they’re going to anyways if they feel like it, and like this is in any way legally actionable if they do.
Creating Eden, as the line is called, involved tackling an unusual challenge: figuring out how to package a warranty-voiding, specialty-screwdriver-requiring process as something an average person would feel comfortable tackling.
(via Amusing Planet)
(and The Boneyard Project)
As we await artist Tom Sale‘s election to the papacy as Pope Pinky I, the design for my Papal Archivist’s hat proceeds apace. This image, courtesy of friend Ian, offers the inspiration and foundation for my papal archival hat.
A kind of cylindrical Advent calendar is what I envision.
As archivist to Pope Pinky I, I vow to stress style over substance.
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.