I'm impressed with the friends willing to sit through this. Wait until the end when the piece ends and they all start cracking up and taking off the wires.

From Daito Manabe, via BoingBoing.

This guy built a better mousetrap, but then he gave the little mouse a home...awwww.

meese

Here is a Flickr set of funny signs at a counter-protest against the Westboro Baptist Church (an aside: it's interesting to me that the description under the actual site in the Google search results is clearly critical of the WBC itself...I wonder where that is coming from—some sort of editorial line provided by Google, or constructed out of overall web opinion about the church?):

God Hates Figs.

Other nice ones include "Cthulhu Hates Chordates," "God Shoulda Put a Ring On It," and my personal favorite, "God Loves Red Lobster."

Have you guys seen this? It's really something else.

I really liked this. Reminds me a little of Indian flute playing. I wonder how he makes all those different pitches!

Mark Growden plays the handlebars from Doctor Popular on Vimeo.

Here's an mp3 file, and for those of you who have higher standards, here's the flac version. They're both too big though.

Finally getting a post related to this up. Thanks for the footage and for performing last minute, Todd Vanderlin:

Cognitive Resonance from vanderlin on Vimeo.

I've been working on some SuperCollider 3 stuff lately, trying to get my skills up a bit. Things are going well, and I'm preparing for a gig on Sunday at MonkeyTown in Brooklyn. Apparently it's being billed "Advanced Vision + Sound from Parsons," although I don't think that all of us will be Parsons students...but, close enough.

Anyways, I've got the beginnings of something going here, check it out.

Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:40:38 +0000
From: "Cianfrini Krumsiek"
To: < my email address, strangely enough >
Subject: mothy antinucleon

Heyello,


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No, of course the link doesn't work.

Abraham de Moivre was recognized by his peers as a talented mathematician and evidently respected by gamblers too for his work in probability theory. One of his most notable mathematical achievements was de Moivre's identity, which can be derived from Euler's formula (which, by the way, blows my mind the more I learn about it).

Apparently he counted down to his own death. He noted that he was sleeping 15 minutes longer each day, and thusly calculated accurately the day of his death based on this. Sounds like one of the stranger episodes of The Twilight Zone.