You're Still Here?
Huckleberry thinks I don't have sufficient respect for nap time.
Wes Phillips
Is It Safe?
Bagheera thinks the space between the preamp and the upper shelf is exactly cat-sized.
Oh the Ironing
I think this is a not so subtle ruse to get guys to iron. If so, good job.
Survivor's Story
Stevie Nicks would like her forties back. "'It was eight completely wasted years of my life.' Here's the irony, she says: the 'powers that be' had sent her to the psychiatrist in order to keep her working, but the 'treatment' he gave her made work almost impossible. 'It's very Shakespearean. It's very much a tragedy.'"
Dark Star
Universe Today has posted a photo of a pulsar eating a star. Well, I'd never seen that before.
Bees on a Drowsy Day
Chet Raymo manages to coax an entire essay out of a description of a kiss: "The way bees on a drowsy day suck honey from fuchsia."
Thomas Jefferson's Wine?
Growing up in the shadow of Monticello, I was raised on tales of Jefferson's taste for wine—after all, the estate had its own vineyards, distillery, and acres of crocuses for saffron. What had us all buzzing were the acres of hemp—local heads maintained that TJ never missed a hemp harvest. Right.
Bring Back Personal, Individual Embarrassment
Euan Ferguson took the Tube last week. "Only three stops on the Piccadilly line between Knightsbridge and the centre of town, and I would have got there more quickly, pleasantly, and safely by crawling backwards through the linking sewers with a twitching rat in my mouth and open bleeding weals on my bare backside."
32 Bars of Nothing
Moises Kaufman has written 33 Variations, a play that explores Beethoven's obsession with Diabelli's inane little waltz. Sounds worth seeing—or you could buy thishttp://www.stereophile.com/musicrecordings/506dia/">this;.