Cute Overload is the perfect antidote to yesterday's slapstick comedy. It's everything that 2 young men hitting each other with sticks isn't.
Although this blog points out that sometimes you need to see a robot puppy. Follow that second link to see a Locutus of Borg kitten.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Annie Liebowitz cinema
Annie Liebowitz took an amazing series of photos of movie stars, with them arrayed in a series of tableaux that tell a story.
It's pretty cool.
It's pretty cool.
Monday, February 19, 2007
45 degrees isn't cold
I imagine in my head that 45 is a low temperature. But now that it's that warm in the morning, my morning bicycle commute is much more pleasant. When it was in the high 30's, it was much harsher.
For those of you in Canada, here that is again:
I imagine in my head that 10 is a low temperature. But now that it's that warm in the morning, my morning bicycle commute is much more pleasant. When it was in the single digits, it was much harsher.
For those of you in Canada, here that is again:
I imagine in my head that 10 is a low temperature. But now that it's that warm in the morning, my morning bicycle commute is much more pleasant. When it was in the single digits, it was much harsher.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Crazy lady with death wish
The crazy lady is back.
On my bike ride home, I used to run into this old woman walking in the bike lane across a viaduct. Well, not literally run into, but almost. There's a sidewalk on the other side of the street, but she never uses it. And now, a week ago, I saw her again, walking on the wrong side of the street.
I hate that lady.
She is a danger to herself and to others. I have to stop suddenly or swerve into traffic to not hit her. And THERE'S A SIDEWALK 15 FEET AWAY!
I stopped once and tried to ask her to use the sidewalk, seeing as how it's safer. She acted like I was a telephone pole, ignoring me and walking around me. The look in her eyes was tragic. Unfocused, wan, and distant. As though she didn't understand English, or human beings.
I hope she dies peacefully in her sleep. Soon. Because I don't want a bus driver saddled with the guilt of hitting her.
On my bike ride home, I used to run into this old woman walking in the bike lane across a viaduct. Well, not literally run into, but almost. There's a sidewalk on the other side of the street, but she never uses it. And now, a week ago, I saw her again, walking on the wrong side of the street.
I hate that lady.
She is a danger to herself and to others. I have to stop suddenly or swerve into traffic to not hit her. And THERE'S A SIDEWALK 15 FEET AWAY!
I stopped once and tried to ask her to use the sidewalk, seeing as how it's safer. She acted like I was a telephone pole, ignoring me and walking around me. The look in her eyes was tragic. Unfocused, wan, and distant. As though she didn't understand English, or human beings.
I hope she dies peacefully in her sleep. Soon. Because I don't want a bus driver saddled with the guilt of hitting her.
Friday, February 16, 2007
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