Tom Reestman // Hello and welcome to my twin blogs:
I've written about the impossible cool site before. I love today's picture because it presents a side of Marilyn less commonly shown. A side that stands in contrast to either the cute, perky blond or sex bomb the studio had created. Yet here, without all the trappings of "beauty", she's stunning to my eyes.
"What will your kids poop up?"
And the search for intelligent life continues…
Twenty years ago Today
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With 66% of Americans obese compared to 47% in the 1970s, it's interesting to compare typical food portions today with those of two decades earlier. The "damage" isn't just that the amount of food and calories has increased; so has the idea of what constitutes a "normal" portion. See more at the above link.
More at the above link. I'm all for school pride, but, well, you decide.
These are straight out of the "what were they thinking" department. If you think a Gangsta coloring book is strange, well, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
At the above link you'll find 11 more books, covering subjects like pregnant men in Spain, building your own coffin, and a user's guide that I just don't want to talk about.
I hope this worked, because I like it. The crowbar drawing is an especially nice touch.
From $150 Million to $200 Billion, here are the top 10 most expensive accidents. The $3.4B Piper Alpha oil rig above comes in at #5 on the list. See the rest at the link above.
How great is this? Six thousand Australians (from a reported 190,000 applicants) were chosen to enjoy Sunday morning breakfast on the Sydney Harbor Bridge.
This was not a trivial thing. Aside from shutting the bridge down, you can see they laid grass across the entire span upon which to sit and enjoy the meal. What a cool thing for a major city to do! More pictures at the above link.
By the way, no one back then voted for Agatha Christie, who is now probably the most frequently read of the British writers from that era.
Interesting results of a poll 80 years ago regarding what authors people thought would still be read in 2029. With 20 years to go, it appears our powers of prognostication are as accurate (i.e., not very) as ever.
Truth is, one never knows what will survive, and it's usually not anything recognized as such in its time. Kind of makes you leery of those alleged "classic rock" stations, doesn't it?
The only thing I know for sure about a work becoming a "classic" is that it must first survive the generation that spawned it. If younger people don't pick it up, it's not going anywhere no matter how many old farts continue to proclaim its greatness.
