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    Lights Out: The ladies of Australian all-girl quartet Kaya perform, while a fiberscope snaked down their throats spies on their vocal chords.

    Sweet dreams.

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    I’d like a beer and a smoky corner to slouch in at my favourite pub in Bangalore. A plate of chilli beef, some stale popcorn, music blaring out so loud I can’t talk and won’t be able to hear properly for hours after.
I’d like some Nirvana, pumped up till I can feel the thump in my chest. I’d like to get fuzzy around the edges and holler entire songs out to a bar full of strangers singing. But most of all, I’d like this to end like that other night, so long ago, when we staggered down the centre of an empty road, leaning on each other, laughing like loons in the clear moonlight.
(they still play tapes at Pecos)

    I’d like a beer and a smoky corner to slouch in at my favourite pub in Bangalore. A plate of chilli beef, some stale popcorn, music blaring out so loud I can’t talk and won’t be able to hear properly for hours after.

    I’d like some Nirvana, pumped up till I can feel the thump in my chest. I’d like to get fuzzy around the edges and holler entire songs out to a bar full of strangers singing. But most of all, I’d like this to end like that other night, so long ago, when we staggered down the centre of an empty road, leaning on each other, laughing like loons in the clear moonlight.

    (they still play tapes at Pecos)

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    Back and Forth - Earl Greyhound

    Photo of the Day: Carrie Fisher and her stunt double, decked out in matching Slave Leia bikini costumes, taking a nap on the set of Return of the Jedi.

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    Photo of the Day: Carrie Fisher and her stunt double, decked out in matching Slave Leia bikini costumes, taking a nap on the set of Return of the Jedi.

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    “Structure of the Mammalian Retina” c.1900 By Santiago Ramon y Cajal

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    Naoya Hatakeyama - Blast  Japanese photographer Naoya Hatakeyama’s work often deals with large-scale human interventions with the landscape, like mining and quarrying.  This freeze-frame image shows fragments blasting out of a rock face, as explosions are detonated inside the mountain.

    Naoya Hatakeyama - Blast

    Japanese photographer Naoya Hatakeyama’s work often deals with large-scale human interventions with the landscape, like mining and quarrying.

    This freeze-frame image shows fragments blasting out of a rock face, as explosions are detonated inside the mountain.

    No one has yet fathomed how the universe seems to know when it is being watched.

    A Grief Observed

    “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.

    At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me …

    An odd by-product of my loss is that I’m afraid of being an embarrassment to everyone I meet. At work, at the club, in the street, I see people, as they approach me, trying to make up their minds whether they’ll ‘say something about it’ or not. I hate it if they do, and if they don’t … And grief still feels like fear.

    Perhaps more strictly, like suspense. Or like waiting; just hanging about waiting for something to happen. It gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn’t seem worth starting anything. I can’t settle down. I yawn, I fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness …”

    - C.S Lewis

    Lifelogging – recording every single minute of your life (or as much of it as possible) – continues its unstoppable march towards the mainstream with the announcement that Vicon will soon release a life recording device called the Revue. The device is worn around your neck and automatically takes photos up to every 30 seconds.

    The Revue boasts an accelerometer, light sensor, and heat sensor that allow it to automatically take pictures at key moments when the wearer enters a new environment, confronts a person, and so on. With an ability to capture 30,000 images per gigabyte the camera can easily capture 10 days worth of footage.

    Although the device sounds pretty cool at first (or creepy depending on your perspective) there are several hurdles that need to be overcome for the product to be useful to more than a niche audience. The Revue probably won’t be a huge success, but it is still notable, foretelling a breed of much more powerful life recording devices soon to follow.

    -Lifeblogging takes another step forward

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    Cat Ladies is a one-hour long documentary about women who are living examples of the “crazy cat lady” stereotype. It was directed by Christie Callan-Jones, and just showed at the San Francisco documentary film festival, which ends tomorrow.

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    all I ever wanted was to be your spine!

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    Map of the Day - National Geographic Magazine : Fifty Years of Exploration 
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    Adult Male Jumping Spider

    Adult Male Jumping Spider

    (another) Adult Male Jumping Spider

    (another) Adult Male Jumping Spider

    Holcocephala fusca Robber Fly

    Holcocephala fusca Robber Fly

    Female Rabid Wolf Spider

    Female Rabid Wolf Spider

    Head of a Longlegged Fly

    Head of a Longlegged Fly

    Thomas Shahan takes incredible pictures of bugs.

    Did Obama deserve the Peace Prize? All I’m saying is, Kanye West just booked a ticket to Oslo.

    John Aboud

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