Thursday, April 8, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Solar
A lovely Solar System music box.
(click on the image to try it out)
Whitevinyl via Information is Beautiful
(click on the image to try it out)
Whitevinyl via Information is Beautiful
Friday, April 2, 2010
junior
So last night I went on a first date with a boy who is a video game graphics programmer, enjoys taking pictures of baby animals, has a Norwegian Forest Cat named Link, is bi-lingual in Croatian, and spent a good bit of his childhood living overseas because his father is in the diplomatic service. So far, in every email he has sent me there is at least one smiley face and usually 1-2 exclamation points.
We met up for dinner (Afghan restaurant, Kebabs), and had a totally normal nice conversation. We split the check (also fine) and each put half on our respective cards. They only brought one pen, though, which he got to first. I began digging around in my bag for a second pen, and came up with what was actually a pencil, with something brown and sticky smashed around it. He could clearly see the confused and perplexed look on my face as I picked it off and I could clearly see the perplexed look on his face as he wondered what that gross brown sticky thing I now had in my hand was. I then realized that it was an errant Junior Mint that must have fallen out of the box the other day when I went to see 'The Third Man' at the AFI. I got a little flustered and said, "oh, it's a junior mint, haha" and then said, "oh, and now my fingers are all sticky, I'll be right back." At which point I left to go wash my hands, and my pencil. Awesome.
We met up for dinner (Afghan restaurant, Kebabs), and had a totally normal nice conversation. We split the check (also fine) and each put half on our respective cards. They only brought one pen, though, which he got to first. I began digging around in my bag for a second pen, and came up with what was actually a pencil, with something brown and sticky smashed around it. He could clearly see the confused and perplexed look on my face as I picked it off and I could clearly see the perplexed look on his face as he wondered what that gross brown sticky thing I now had in my hand was. I then realized that it was an errant Junior Mint that must have fallen out of the box the other day when I went to see 'The Third Man' at the AFI. I got a little flustered and said, "oh, it's a junior mint, haha" and then said, "oh, and now my fingers are all sticky, I'll be right back." At which point I left to go wash my hands, and my pencil. Awesome.
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