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cblj_backupGood morning, Internet! You are conspiring to unnerve me today.
Seriously, I have all these link to share, and many of them are just bizarre.
The least disturbing of them is still a little unsettling. This planter senses where the sunlight is and moves your plant around the room to get the best light. Check out those awesome stumpy little steampunk legs, or get a sense of it in action although I suspect the stop-motion means it's currently a non-functional prototype. My inner Jack Baker wants one of these even though I'm fully aware that I don't need or want an actual plant.
Relatedly, someone suggested I needed googly eyes to paste onto my Roomba, and a quick search for Giant Googly Eyes produced a purse made from craft googly eyes. I'm pretty sure I literally recoiled from the screen when that image came up.
(You can find more info about it here, if you are insane and wish to know anything more than PURSE MADE OF CRAFT EYES.)
And then there is the knitwork, which I feel kind of obliged to share now that the Cafe has its own Ravelry group. The brain monster hat is actually pretty awesome, but I can't imagine why anyone would knit the horse's head from The Godfather. Pure morbid cussedness, I suppose.
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fiveforsilver and I got into a discussion of what "implanting the internet in your head" would actually entail, and it resulted in a very short piece of fiction that might get put on the schedule to be novelised once Jack and Ellis is completed.
SAM STARBUCK: boldly striding down the dark dead-end alleyways of the internet so you don't have to!
Seriously, I have all these link to share, and many of them are just bizarre.
The least disturbing of them is still a little unsettling. This planter senses where the sunlight is and moves your plant around the room to get the best light. Check out those awesome stumpy little steampunk legs, or get a sense of it in action although I suspect the stop-motion means it's currently a non-functional prototype. My inner Jack Baker wants one of these even though I'm fully aware that I don't need or want an actual plant.
Relatedly, someone suggested I needed googly eyes to paste onto my Roomba, and a quick search for Giant Googly Eyes produced a purse made from craft googly eyes. I'm pretty sure I literally recoiled from the screen when that image came up.
(You can find more info about it here, if you are insane and wish to know anything more than PURSE MADE OF CRAFT EYES.)
And then there is the knitwork, which I feel kind of obliged to share now that the Cafe has its own Ravelry group. The brain monster hat is actually pretty awesome, but I can't imagine why anyone would knit the horse's head from The Godfather. Pure morbid cussedness, I suppose.
Finally,
fiveforsilver and I got into a discussion of what "implanting the internet in your head" would actually entail, and it resulted in a very short piece of fiction that might get put on the schedule to be novelised once Jack and Ellis is completed.SAM STARBUCK: boldly striding down the dark dead-end alleyways of the internet so you don't have to!
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Date: 2008-12-08 05:34 pm (UTC)My problem is not that I am bad with plants or forget to water them or anything. I'm pretty good with plants. I just haven't got the patience for them. GROW MOAR NOW DAMMIT.
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Date: 2008-12-10 01:59 am (UTC)It started out five years ago as a simple aloe vera. When it got too big for it's pot, I transplanted it into a bigger one. When it was in the largest pot I owned, I got out my Extra-Sharp Knife Of Accidental Finger-Slicing, and subdivided all the little baby plantlets off and gave them all new pots of their very own, and the "parent" plant finally had some breathing room.
I gave five away to neighbors and a sixth to the landlord. I have six in the house now, and each one has three babies each, except for the parent plant which has five babies.
Help me Sam! The evil Plantzilla is out to get me!!