This video dates back to 1897 and is purported to be the oldest videos of Paris on record:
This guy is paragliding through the Aurora Borealis.
Ordinarily I’d be jealous of an experience like that, but I saw this today, kitteh yoga:
Monday
8
Feb 16
I’d say
Got a great phone call Saturday. Got a great email today.
Got the email in the Apple Store, where I tried not to do too much World Series-caliber celebration in public. Bought a new computer.
Back in the car, this song came on just as I cranked the car. The song is only four months old, but this was my first listen. Good timing.
Let’s do something cool.
1
Feb 16
We are playing with gifs …
And making jokes about Adele’s new single. Also, this.
And, now: Tricks from the 80s you can't do with your cell phone. pic.twitter.com/YdzrNASAs2
— kenny smith (@kennysmith) February 1, 2016
25
Jan 16
Cats claim dibs
She’s very vocal. The Yankee says that’s because of the Siamese in her. She makes different sounds for different reasons and different demands. Often, it is obvious. We are trained.
Often it is obvious we are trained, too.
And so I wonder what it is that she is trying to tell us. Or what she is thinking. I’m not anthropomorphizing here, I know they are cat thoughts, but I also know this means something:
Yeah, these things I’m sitting on are yours. So what?
11
Jan 16
Thanks, Ziggy
I had a perfectly good late 80s, early 90s exposure to David Bowie. He was long since a thing, of course, and far beyond anything I could understand then, or maybe even now. That was part of the art. He was a kind … sort … a type of art of his own. I like to think that he was trying to tell us we all were.
It seems difficult to imagine listening to his duets just now.
