Shannon takes a quick break from Thanksgiving preparations with a few bounces on the birthing ball. Much refreshed, she gets back to kneading.
In this small excerpt from an upcoming series, Richard Banks demonstrates the optimal method for successfully making a satisfying cup of tea. Note, that although four mugs are shown being brewed at once, this should not be attempted on the first try. Start small. Use a little cup or something. And work up to it.
Shannon’s sister, Samantha, has set up a blog called Layers Of Honesty as a spot to post her poetry. Really like the first one. Looking forward to more!
The Bus Bike is an idea in from Brazil. Looks like you and your friends hop on a bus that is chock full of exercise equipment, and peddle/waddle/step/flex your way around the streets of Rio. Why peddling/waddling/stepping and flexing isn’t a more appropriate thing to be doing on the beachfront at Copacabana, I don’t know.
The Blue Ball Machine…
I found this list of unintentionally racy links rather amusing. Particularly liked:
Power-Gen Italia – Italian power company
I’m on the verge of home composting. More guilt about stuff we throw away. But we’re worried about the questionable smell it might produce.
This thing would be an expensive but cool solution. Although I doubt it’s available in the UK. Produces delicious mulch every 10 days.
“It’s an in-home composter that takes trash in one end and produces a delicious organic humus out the other—that’s humus not hummus. One is is a tasty chickpea dish, the other is a muddy conglomeration of nitrates, carbon, and grossness.”
I found this article about one girl’s experience playing games online pretty depressing. From the look of it, it’s best not to admit that you’re a girl in a game environment, and if you do you’d better expect to have a photo handy to prove it. Sad.
“I’ve been watching and observing the internet for quite some time now. It’s like a science project with the usual control and variables. The control is: I am a girl. The variables are the medium through which this fact is expressed. The results all point to the same paradoxical conclusion: I am a girl, but girls do not exist on the internet.”
The results of a very creative session at our 4th, or maybe 5th, annual pumpkin carving party.