I LOVE this ad campaign. Seriously.
I’m for real. When I first saw this I couldn’t stop laughing. I want to be her friend. “Hello ma’am, you don’t know me but you kick ass. Can we be friends?”
Napoleon’s hair sells at auction for $13K
You would, what with Napoleon Bonaparte being a historical icon and all, that his hair would sale for a little more than 13 g’s. Wow, this must really be hurting his Little Man Complex.
http://www.boingboing.net/2010/07/01/napoleons-hair-sells.html
(via thebadbeehive)
want.
I am sitting in the library. I hoped to accomplish a lot this afternoon, but INSTEAD, I am surreptitiously eating pretzels and watching people who are NOT in the library. This includes, but is not limited to, a guy whose hair I am 72% sure is fake, a dejected-looking man sitting at a table and…
This is why we are best friends. According to my Drewouche bag my new nickname is GoldFish. Because apparently I have the attention span of one. :(
My cat died Friday night. I got her just before I turned seven, and she died just after I turned 22. She’s the best friend I’ve ever had, and she’s the best friend I expect to ever have. She was patient and loyal and sweet, and even though it sounds weird to say it, she was a great teacher. Here’s wishing her all welcoming laps, patches of sun to sleep in, filled bowls, and hands that don’t get tired of petting. See you in the next life, little girl.
Enjoy the endless supply of kitchen counter tops Mittens! I know there are many here who will be particularly lonely without you. :(
One in a series I’m doing based on Kente cloth and Adinkra symbols of Ghana.
Working with Kente cloth allows me to depict the communities of Ghana. Each being brightly colored and individualistic, but all connected by a sense of country and religion. This is not unlike the way Kente patterns vary from square to square, but are overall interlocked by interlacing threads.
Steal with out crediting and suffer a slow and tragically painful existence trapped in the “It’s a Small World” ride for eternity
