photo credit: Michael Dawes

The trip down

south was great. We relaxed a lot, spent hours lazing in the pool, or inside on couches, or outside on beaches. Got incredibly drunk and/or otherwise uncontrolled for both of the nights we were there, and generally had a good time. A couple of blips on the radar: an absconded half-bottle of vodka and a $30 fee for three pieces of chicken and some leaves. But then, some memorable moments: scaring ourselves at the sound of a hissing bird, attempting to snap a photo of a dragonfly, reading almost all of Rushdie, dacking Louise in the cold of the ocean. All up, a brill time. And now, the inevitable snap back to work and reality.

Links

Pornography for gardening enthusiasts who also happen to be Scrabble addicts (that is, everyone above the age of 60 and my friend Zoe–Hi Zoe!). (via TYWKIWDBI)

A guy that has obviously played far too much Tetris in his life. I seewathedidther, but still can’t fathom why anyone would voluntarily spend that much time on a game. (via TYWKIWDBI)

Frederik Pohl has a go at the sci-fi film industry, with a few amusing anecdotes.

An astoundingly good miniature-knitter, who made a bunch of the mittens and such for the models in the movie Coraline. (via Neatorama)

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