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(Results may be used for my next draft of an article about whale phobia. You can read a miniature version here.)
Please, click the link to see the photo. This is why I love Florida.
— from Advertising for People Who Don’t Like Advertising, Douglas Haddow’s terrifying glimpse at the future of branding.
Mad Monster Party? Making of a Classic. Phyllis Diller, RIP.
keepyourpebbles is a cetaphobe. This audio is her experience confronting a giant replica of a blue whale at the American Museum of Natural History.
It is both poignant and hysterically funny.
Audio from Friday’s visit to That Damn Whale. I recorded the whole day, which I spent steadily approaching the whale and viewing it from every terrifying angle. This section is from my first attempt to move from the Hall of Biodiversity into the Milstein Hall of Ocean Life itself.
Cetaphobes: Can you relate? Take the survey here.
This Pap Tokoloshe Sells Like Hot Cakes… for R15 000 to R25 000, South Africa’s Daily Sun.
For the uninitiated, a tokoloshe (as cited by Die Antwoord, cleaning up lyrics for Letterman) is a hairy little mischief-making goblin. They’re often very hungry.
And pap is corn mush, like polenta, but firm enough that you can sculpt it with a spoon. Or your hands.
(Geek note: Pap is also called putu, which is what, if you listen closely, Jabba the Hutt threatens to mash Luke into when he comes to rescue Han’s frozen body. Because Jabba was speaking a Bantu language.)
Muthi means “medicine” - but can be used to mean “magic.”
And R15 000 is about $1,973 today.
Flesh-eating Film Reels.
Actually, they’re tape - that’s why they’re afraid of magnets. Degaussing hurts.
A young ewe lead the dancing with an aging panther
From Un autre monde (another world), written and illustrated by Jean-jacques Grandville, Paris, 1844.