Owlet Caterpillars of Eastern North America
My same friend Susan who brought us the critically acclaimed Omega Institute in Your Pants, 2010 edition today supplied the following list, from the book Owlet Caterpillars of Eastern North America by David L. Wagner, Dale F. Schweitzer, J. Bolling Sullivan, and Richard C. Reardon:
Sordid Snout
The Herald
Feeble Grass Moth
Dead-wood Borer
The Betrothed
The Little Wife
Serene Underwing
The Consort
Dejected Underwing
Inconsolable Underwing
Tearful Underwing
Sad Underwing
The Penitent
Sappho Underwing
Youthful Underwing
Darling Underwing
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Los grumildos
Low-tech mechanical puppets on the fringes of society. They have the size of a Barbie doll, and everything moves.
Gracias a Tom Sale.
the inverse of the American Dream
Photographer Doug Rickard used Google Street View to find pictures for his latest show at the Museum of Modern Art.
According to Rickard, this epiphany fused immediately into a crystal-clear idea: He would use Street View as his camera and, working from a room in his home, travel the roads of neglected American cities and neighborhoods in a 21st-century “road trip.” This single idea would utterly consume his life for close to two years, resulting in the important body of work “A New American Picture,” a selection of which hangs today in the Museum of Modern Art in New York.
once upon a time
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Trust me, don’t read this
And definitely don’t click on any of the image links
from the archives: August 25, 2009
Driftless: Stories from Iowa By Danny Wilcox Frazier:
Life in Iowa can be punishing. Many Iowans expend their lives sweating over soil and spilling the blood of livestock; they endure the hardships associated with a life inextricably bound to the ups and downs of nature. Today, those challenges and a shift in our nation’s economy have pushed the youth of rural communities to migrate to the metropolises of America. Those left in the wake of this out-migration continue their lives, seemingly unchanged from the generations that preceded them, and entombed in obscurity.
headline of the day
Scientist: Sky confirms “shining moon” behind Frankenstein
Oscar Niemeyer’s Palácio do Planalto
This Morten Anderson photo of Oscar Niemeyer’s Palácio do Planalto set me on a search to find others. I couldn’t find a better one. Here is more about Niemeyer. Here is his Palácio da Alvorada.
Update: I had the Palácios reversed in the original post.
from the spam
Who’s the Champ? I’m the Champ!
Stellar Invites
I’ve got two one more Stellar invitations invitation. Let me know in comments.
Update: Jason says:
And I’ve got unlimited invites if other ‘flockers want to try it out. Email me at jason {at} kottke {dot} org.
Went down the rabbit hole…
…following organ music tonight.
Again, I wish there were an “I’m sorry” category.
British sculptor Sean Henry
The Somerton Beach Mystery (or the enigma of the “Unknown Man”)
Let’s start by sketching out the little that is known for certain. At 7 o’clock on the warm evening of Tuesday, November 30, 1948, jeweler John Bain Lyons and his wife went for a stroll on Somerton Beach, a seaside resort a few miles south of Adelaide. As they walked toward Glenelg, they noticed a smartly dressed man lying on the sand, his head propped against a sea wall. He was lolling about 20 yards from them, legs outstretched, feet crossed. As the couple watched, the man extended his right arm upward, then let it fall back to the ground. Lyons thought he might be making a drunken attempt to smoke a cigarette.
Half an hour later, another couple noticed the same man lying in the same position. Looking on him from above, the woman could see that he was immaculately dressed in a suit, with smart new shoes polished to a mirror shine—odd clothing for the beach. He was motionless, his left arm splayed out on the sand. The couple decided that he was simply asleep, his face surrounded by mosquitoes. “He must be dead to the world not to notice them,” the boyfriend joked.
The journalistic equivalent of The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World.
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I saw Deron in Oslo
At Akershus Castle.
possible liquid water on Mars
Scientists have found evidence of flowing salt water on steep Martian slopes, which if confirmed would be the first discovery of active liquid water on the red planet, NASA has said.
“We have found repeated and predictable evidence suggesting water flowing on Mars,” Michael Meyer, lead scientist for the Mars Exploration program, told reporters.
The US space agency said the orbiter circling Mars since 2006 had monitored numerous instances of what appeared to be water flows occurring in several locations during the Martian spring and summer.
‘He picked it up as if it were a precious stone, knowing that it could offer an important clue about the age of the manmade cave’
The Greithanners, from the town of Glonn near Munich, are the owners of a strange subterranean landmark. A labyrinth of vaults known as an “Erdstall” runs underneath their property. It is at least 25 meters (82 feet) long and likely stems from the Middle Ages. Some believe that it was built as a dwelling for helpful goblins.
The geologists and land surveyors who appeared on Greithanner’s property at the end of June were determined to get to the bottom of the mystery. Three members of a group called the “Working Group for Erdstall Research,” wearing red protective suits and helmets, dragged the heavy concrete plate away from the entrance and disappeared into the depths.
An exploration of just one example of hundreds of man-made subterranean labyrinths to be found across Europe.
Corona Jackass Clawhammer. Clawhammer.
Courtesy of Brian Beatty. Says this kid is his new hero. I say yes. We need new heroes.
Hidden Treasure: Lost Photos From the Set of American Graffiti
In March, the Magnum photo agency stumbled onto a remarkable find: Nearly two dozen lost photos from the set of American Graffiti.
from the comments
Deron–I was reading on our small couch last night and heard a rustling outside the window. It was completely dark but I could see that one of the limbs of a spindly tree nearby was slowly bending down to the glass. When it reached the bottom of its arc a very surprised possum sat gaping at me like the man in the moon. He soon retreated, which caused the limb to slowly rise away. I think the possum was more startled than I was; I kind of figured the rustling was caused by one of them before I even saw anything. I’m glad it wasn’t Mia sitting in my seat, though, since she would have shrieked and done the cartoon run-fast-without-moving thing. I’m just telling you this because I know you have a special place in your heart for possums.
The Bradbury Building
Another thing Amanda did while I was in Los Angeles was give me a tour of the city that was both incredibly personal and instructive. The most amazing moment was how she handled taking me to The Bradbury Building. It almost feels unfair to describe it — so you can get a glimpse of what the experience was like — because that’s the opposite of how she handled it. She just said, I’m going to take you by The Bradbury, and we parked, and then we walked in.
quote out of context
“You can think of artificial graphene as a nano-sculpture of great perfection,” research team member Professor Aaron Pinczuk of Columbia University’s engineering department.
bronze age brain surgery
At Ikiztepe, a small settlement near the Black Sea occupied from 3200 to 1700 B.C., archaeologist Önder Bilgi of Istanbul University has uncovered five skulls with clean, rectangular incisions that are evidence for trepanation, or basic cranial surgery. The procedure may have been performed to treat hemorrhages, brain cancer, head trauma, or mental illness. Last August Bilgi also unearthed a pair of razor-sharp volcanic glass blades that he believes were used to make the careful cuts.
The image at the link is interesting as well.
(via marginal revolution)
headline of the day
Police find bar for inmates at prison in Mexico
dream name
Austin Derwatt.
The Flea Marketing of New York
“I’m always amazed by these groups of cool young people, wandering around, looking for stuff, and I think, ‘If you didn’t have this venue, your performance of yourself wouldn’t be as complete,’ ” Professor Prokopow said. He described the phenomenon as “I have something that no one else has. I was different before I got this fantastic blank, but now my differentness is borne on my shoulders.”
The New York Times looks at nostalgia, self-curation, and the city’s flea market moment.
