Thursday, April 29, 2010

suburban seattle + rural tennessee = radiovoice

Tits, tits, tits!

Feagles retires

Jeff Feagles, the New York Giants punter, is supposed to retire. He has punted for 54,225 yards in his career. Why is it a big deal that the NFL's oldest player is about to retire? Because he's the only active player* who was in Tecmo Super Bowl, the best football video game ever.

*The Saints' John Carney is a "kicking consultant" and might get some time as a holder or something, but I don't count that.

Thursday links

1. Miranda lullaby

2. SeppuKuties

3. Shoelaces

4. Only cowards go down with the ship

5. The Alien Universe Timeline

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

"And you're just the liberal arts major we need to lead that team."

"The Only Thing That Can Stop This Asteroid Is Your Liberal Arts Degree"
Sure, we've got dozens of astronauts, physicists, and demolitions experts. I'll be damned if we didn't try to train our best men for this mission. But just because they can fly a shuttle and understand higher-level astrophysics doesn't mean they can execute a unique mission like this. Anyone can learn how to land a spacecraft on a rocky asteroid flying through space at twelve miles per second. I don't need some pencilneck with four Ph.D's, one-thousand hours of simulator time, and the ability to operate a robot crane in low-Earth orbit. I need someone with four years of broad-but-humanities-focused studies, three subsequent years in temp jobs, and the ability to reason across multiple areas of study. I need someone who can read The Bell Jar and make strong observations about its representations of mental health and the repression of women. Sure, you've never even flown a plane before, but with only ten days until the asteroid hits, there's no one better to nuke an asteroid.

Monday, April 26, 2010

And you think you're so clever and classless and free

Monday game

Here is a link to the truly fantastic Steambirds.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Friday, April 23, 2010

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Africa and war

There is a very simple reason why some of Africa's bloodiest, most brutal wars never seem to end: They are not really wars. Not in the traditional sense, at least. The combatants don't have much of an ideology; they don't have clear goals. They couldn't care less about taking over capitals or major cities -- in fact, they prefer the deep bush, where it is far easier to commit crimes. Today's rebels seem especially uninterested in winning converts, content instead to steal other people's children, stick Kalashnikovs or axes in their hands, and make them do the killing. Look closely at some of the continent's most intractable conflicts, from the rebel-laden creeks of the Niger Delta to the inferno in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, and this is what you will find.

What we are seeing is the decline of the classic African liberation movement and the proliferation of something else -- something wilder, messier, more violent, and harder to wrap our heads around. If you'd like to call this war, fine. But what is spreading across Africa like a viral pandemic is actually just opportunistic, heavily armed banditry. My job as the New York Times' East Africa bureau chief is to cover news and feature stories in 12 countries. But most of my time is spent immersed in these un-wars.
Africa's Forever Wars

Wednesday, April 21, 2010


Rumor: Ian Fleming said that David Bowie would be the best person to play James Bond


I am a giant squid. I swam up from the briny ocean depths. I have a computer, with a specially-modified tentacle-friendly interface. I have a fast internet connection. I seek to learn about humans and about the world. I have read much on the internet. I have read your wikipedia and your History sites and askjeeves. Yet still, I have many unanswered questions. And you must have questions of me. We have much to learn from one another.

To this end, I have developed the assortment of quizzes, games and activities you find before you. They form part of my ongoing campaign to facilitate improved human-squid relations. Try them out, you will most certainly learn something about squid.

The only planet as cool and blue as him is earth. And that's where he lives.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Friday, April 16, 2010


You can drop a mouse down a thousand-yard mine shaft; and, on arriving at the bottom, it gets a slight shock and walks away, provided that the ground is fairly soft. A rat is killed, a man is broken, a horse splashes. For the resistance presented to movement by the air is proportional to the surface of the moving object. Divide an animal’s length, breadth, and height each by ten; its weight is reduced to a thousandth, but its surface only to a hundredth. So the resistance to falling in the case of the small animal is relatively ten times greater than the driving force.

An insect, therefore, is not afraid of gravity; it can fall without danger, and can cling to the ceiling with remarkably little trouble. It can go in for elegant and fantastic forms of support like that of the daddy-longlegs. But there is a force which is as formidable to an insect as gravitation to a mammal. This is surface tension. A man coming out of a bath carries with him a film of water of about one-fiftieth of an inch in thickness. This weighs roughly a pound. A wet mouse has to carry about its own weight of water. A wet fly has to lift many times its own weight and, as everyone knows, a fly once wetted by water or any other liquid is in a very serious position indeed. An insect going for a drink is in as great danger as a man leaning out over a precipice in search of food. If it once falls into the grip of the surface tension of the water—that is to say, gets wet—it is likely to remain so until it drowns. A few insects, such as water-beetles, contrive to be unwettable; the majority keep well away from their drink by means of a long proboscis.

Of course tall land animals have other difficulties. They have to pump their blood to greater heights than a man, and, therefore, require a larger blood pressure and tougher blood-vessels. A great many men die from burst arteries, greater for an elephant or a giraffe. But animals of all kinds find difficulties in size for the following reason. A typical small animal, say a microscopic worm or rotifer, has a smooth skin through which all the oxygen it requires can soak in, a straight gut with sufficient surface to absorb its food, and a single kidney. Increase its dimensions tenfold in every direction, and its weight is increased a thousand times, so that if it is to use its muscles as efficiently as its miniature counterpart, it will need a thousand times as much food and oxygen per day and will excrete a thousand times as much of waste products.
On Being the Right Size

Thursday, April 15, 2010

check it out...

It's an "eth!"


Quigley's 2,000-word vocabulary has proven insufficient to express his emptiness

Protip: gardening

To keep away groundhogs and other such pests away from your bulbs and vegetable garden without ugly fences or dangerous chemicals, plant something that naturally repels animals. Cayenne pepper, peppermint and other strong or hot spices will keep animals away from leaves and fruits. Onions can protect vulnerable bulbs.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

they say he's got to go

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Monday, April 12, 2010

Friday, April 09, 2010

Thursday, April 08, 2010

Highway 3E

Found on the internet:

Who did this? What's your deal, Oklahoma?

I want some answers.

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

the best thing about the NFL in years

This headline, re: the Donovan McNabb-to-Washington trade.

Honey trap

This latest report on Chinese corporate espionage tactics is only the most recent installment in a long and sordid history of spies and sex. For millennia, spymasters of all sorts have trained their spies to use the amorous arts to obtain secret information.

The trade name for this type of spying is the "honey trap." And it turns out that both men and women are equally adept at setting one -- and equally vulnerable to tumbling in. Spies use sex, intelligence, and the thrill of a secret life as bait. Cleverness, training, character, and patriotism are often no defense against a well-set honey trap. And as in normal life, no planning can take into account that a romance begun in deceit might actually turn into a genuine, passionate affair. In fact, when an East German honey trap was exposed in 1997, one of the women involved refused to believe she had been deceived, even when presented with the evidence. "No, that's not true," she insisted. "He really loved me."

Those who aim to perfect the art of the honey trap in the future, as well as those who seek to insulate themselves, would do well to learn from honey trap history. Of course, there are far too many stories -- too many dramas, too many rumpled bedsheets, rattled spouses, purloined letters, and ruined lives -- to do that history justice here. Yet one could begin with five famous stories and the lessons they offer for honey-trappers, and honey-trappees, everywhere.
The History of the Honey Trap

Monday, April 05, 2010

Protip: eggplant

To tenderize and reduce the bitterness of fresh eggplant, sweat it with salt. Cut the eggplant in half, cover it liberally with salt, and allow it to sit for half an hour. This will pull out some of its water content and keep it firm during cooking. After, rinse the salt off and cook as desired.

Metal Monday

Saturday, April 03, 2010

Friday, April 02, 2010

3E approves

My friends, gin and tonic season is upon us.

Mazel tov!

Matzohball, the flash basketball game.

Thursday, April 01, 2010

tip over and capsize

Surely this is a prank for April 1.

No, apparently not.

Claymation Evil Dead in 60 Seconds

Evil Dead done in 60 seconds with CLAY - 2010