Inefficient Packaging

Amazon sent me a 13" x 19" x 4.5" box today. Contents? Four chopsticks.

My Own Rodin

Had a discussion the other day about the nature of cast art; for example, whether Le Penseur at the Musée Rodin in Paris is any more "genuine" than the one at the Legion of Honor in San Francisco (or any of the other 20-odd museum installations of the work). I'm beginning to think not. In fact, it turns out that for ten grand, I can put one in my own back yard, full size, complete with Rodin's signature.

3.6 Billion? With a B?

I have a hard time believing this.

Invasion!

The woman who walks The Giant Dog has returned to her laboratory and created herself a Second Giant Dog!

Introverts' Rights Revolution

As was true of his 2003 essay referenced within, anyone curious about what it's like to be an introvert in an world dominated by extroverts should read every word of this brief interview with writer Jonathan Rauch.

Milkman

Signed up for home milk delivery this morning. Wasn't sure such a thing was still possible. It is. My milkman's name is Carl.

Tillman/Rollins

When they do "The Pat Tillman Story" for TV (and they will), they should consider going back in time to get a younger Henry Rollins for the title role.

Rabbit Vehicles?

Came across these two images within a span of 24 hours, during two wholly unrelated searches.

Double Jefferson

Handed a cashier a twenty and a five this afternoon, for what turned out to be a $20.45 purchase. I instantly regretted not having handed her a twenty and a single instead (that's a clue to my psyche, I suppose). But imagine my surprise when my reward was some silver and two twos. I hadn't seen any in years.

What I want for my birthday:

When I was 11 years old, I wrote a letter to Paramount Studios asking for the original of this. I figured it might be sitting around, unused. Never heard back from them.

UPDATE: Some lucky kid got it for a mere $18K.