peak curtains: Swedish furniture purveyor concedes that we’ve got enough junk
man on the street: Latin American media giant purchases a controlling share of the Onion
ladders of light: rare phenomenon projects one icy village into the night sky
algorithmic: beautifully elegant approach to filtering out prime numbers
il tempo sepolto: gorgeous art nouveau era daytime hotel below the streets of Milan
rewritten by machine on new technology: the output of presenting sitcom scripts to neural networks
Wednesday 20 January 2016
6x6
Thursday 10 December 2015
5x5
we’re walking in the air: a fine retrospective on David Bowie’s magical Christmas classic
resolutions: adorable and mesmerizing animated work-out GIF
monkeyshines: an update on that dapper primate that ran amok in an IKEA three years back
darth trump: seamless mash-up of megalomania
catagories: ๐ถ, ๐, ๐ง , ๐️, foreign policy, lifestyle, networking and blogging, Star Wars
Tuesday 1 December 2015
5x5
queen of the nile: Egyptologists are most assured that Nefertiti is buried in a newly discovered chamber in Tutankhamun’s tomb
bulla bulla: one linguist takes on the nomenclature and naming-conventions of a Swedish furniture giant
pretty maids all in a row: the brilliant BLDGBlog ponders further on the cyborg plant trials
arachne: genetic analysis of spider webs reveal that they incorporate the DNA of their prey in their weaving
catagories: ๐, ๐ฑ, ๐ญ, ๐️, environment, language, myth and monsters
Thursday 29 October 2015
smรฅl, smol
Saturday 11 January 2014
and you will know them by their trail of pine-needles
I think it is a little sad to take down Christmas decorations prior to Three Kings' Day, the twelfth day of Christmas—especially considering the preparation and the investment of time to trim ones home and then to have to acknowledge that it's all over and back to normal schedules and especially too when the weather has yet to deliver anything seasonal.
It is, however, a little bit unseemly to have public decorations too far after that date. This year, we waited a little too long to take down the Christmas tree. It looked ok and not overly dry, provided that one did not disturb the boughs. After removing the lights and the ornaments there was a thick halo of needles on the floor, raining down every time you touched the branches like one of those sand-paintings. Even more exploded off once the tree was tossed over the balcony, so it could be drug—with due ceremony, mind you, ritualised like every aspect of the holidays (in Sweden, the ceremony is named Julgransplundring—publicised in part by a Swedish furniture giant—when the family plunders the tree for edible ornaments and launches the tree out the window but takes place on the Feast Day of St. Knut, which roughly corresponded with Epiphany under the Julian calendar), to the composting lot, the Christmas tree grave yard.
catagories: ๐ฉ๐ช, ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ช, ๐️, holidays and observances
Friday 14 December 2012
Saturday 13 August 2011
mimicry
catagories: ๐️, graphic design, technology and innovation
Wednesday 15 July 2009
keening
Lately, H and I have been regularly patronizing the latest affiliate of a multi-national, multi-verse chain of home furnishing store that opened in a town close to home. We swept down on this local outlet for some quick and dirty shopping sprees. I just get a kick out of the whole store culture hanging off of it—the nomenclature and the mobbing and the hugeness of it all that makes one feel on a separate astral plane. I have heard that the founder of the company started with the cute names because of struggles with dyslexia and an inability to cope with numbers. When H and I next visit Sweden, I think we should speak a pidgin that’s entirely composed of the names home dรฉcor. Holmbo bestรฅ vika kivsta ekarp Stockholm? Is it jibberish, sweded? I knew a waitress from there once who thought the Swedish Chef from the Muppetts was the funniest thing in creation. I wonder if it is at all intelligible. I wonder if my houseshoes, named Njuta, are in any way suggestive of houseshoes.