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I’m just a bit. Oh yes, I’m only a bit. And, I’m sitting here on capitol hill, or something like that. Great school house rock inspired flash animation about Hitachi’s new perpendicular storage technology.

See, a hard night of drinking might be a lot more fun if the drinking devolved into this kind of a hypothetical: How many 5 year-olds could you take on at once? I’m thinking at least 50, probably even 100 or more. The people on that thread saying it’s in single digits are crazy. via

I don’t know what the hell is going on in Watermelon Love (quicktime possibly NSFW). I tried reading the subtitles, but that didn’t really help AT ALL. Via

Tannhauser Analyzes the Poetry and Majesty of Bon Jovi

Trying hard to capture
the moment this morning I don’t know
‘Cause a bottle of vodka
is still lodged in my head

The casual reader might think that this means that somebody - possibly that treacherous swine Richie Sambora - has hit John in the head with a vodka bottle with such force that it is now embedded in his skull. This is, of course, one “available reading” of the “text”. However, it can also be taken to mean that he drank a bottle of vodka last night, and is still a little hung over. Thus, the bottle of vodka is metaphorically lodged in his head, although actually it is on the draining board, empty. Either of these readings can be given primacy without harming the sense of the poem - it’s the doubt in the mind of the reader that creates the frisson.

And, it just gets stranger and more beautiful from there folks. This person (Tannhauser not Bon Jovi) is clearly a genius. Via Mefi

Klonek — cutesy illustrations and animations with sort of a retro feel. I liked the Woodcut section the best. via

I was pointed to the A World of Invisibilia by Waxy, but there is lots of fun stuff on this site

The Graphing Calculator Story is an amazing tale about an amazing piece of software that I never could figure out how to work. I should have paid more attention in Math class. Go read it. Seriously. It’s interesting.

OK, so Dog Judo. I think that about says it all doesn’t it? What, you want more? OK, the first episode — sort of funny. The second episode — sort of lame. The third episode — coming soon.

The Devils Trampingground is a fun little bit of creepiness. Or at least, it’s as creepy as you can get with cartoony looking flash movies.

I might need to get a subscription to The New Yorker. I’ve never read it before, but they publish some great stories. I only recently discovered the writings of Malcolm Gladwell who is a regular contributor. Those are amazingly good.

And now, I’ve just read with fascination
Annals of Medicine — The Bell Curve, which is a story about different quality of care for different hospitals. It’s more varried than I ever would have imagined.

The hardest question for anyone who takes responsibility for what he or she does is, What if I turn out to be average? If we took all the surgeons at my level of experience, compared our results, and found that I am one of the worst, the answer would be easy: I’d turn in my scalpel. But what if I were a C? Working as I do in a city that’s mobbed with surgeons, how could I justify putting patients under the knife? I could tell myself, Someone’s got to be average. If the bell curve is a fact, then so is the reality that most doctors are going to be average. There is no shame in being one of them, right?

Link grabbed from here.