“His mates have ditched him.
He’s missed his train home.
And he wants to talk.
I want to sleep.
It’s gonna be a long night.”
“His mates have ditched him.
One of his props has definitely made the round. Watching this video, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for at first… but when I realized what was going on, I had a good laugh:
I didn’t think it’d happen to me, but I got sucked into Squid Game. I wasn’t a fan of all the violence/gore, but eventually found the entire premise and unfolding story too compelling.
I’ve been a fan of Sandman ever since my friend Dipti introduced me to it, back when I was an undergraduate at Indiana University. I spent many a lovely evening, leaving my shift at the public library… walking over to the neighborhood comic store, buying a collection… and then spending a few hours on the front steps of my house, reading as the light faded to dusk.
Scotland, Day 12: Cairngorms National Park, Quad Biking through Rothiemurchus Estate, Cardhu Distillery, Strathisla Distillery, the Quaich Bar, Dinner at the Copper Dog
At one segment: there were Highland Cows in the road. And I mean literally in the road. At least two of them were actually taking a nap, right on the road.
Our guide drove up to them slowly, and stood up on her ATV as a means to get their attention and to get them to move. A few did (begrudgingly and slowly) move along.
Scotland, Day 10: GlenDronach Distillery, a Late Dinner Panic, Arriving at Burnroy House in Archiestown
One of many fields we passed by. I say again without hyperbole, if I stopped every time I wanted to take a photo… we would have never gotten very far.
Scotland, Day 8: Travel to Inverness, Glencoe Valley, Loch Ness, Moments of Indecision, Drinks at the Malt Room
It was actually difficult for us to stop walking, as we were looking for a “lookout” spot… but never quite convinced we passed it. There always seemed to be something more just around the next corner, something worth walking another 100 yards just to see.
We waited so long, in fact, that we were at risk of missing our ferry to Jura (it’s a short distance, but we wanted to get over to the island for as much of the day as possible). I really hauled on the drive from Bruichladdich to Port Askaig – and just floored it on the straightaways (where it was just a single lane, and I could clearly see no one else was around).
This tasting was one of the most enjoyable ones of our whole trip. Many of the casks in this particular warehouse were “experimental,” and the whole tasting process/group was friendly and fun and really enjoyable.
Scotland, Day 4: Island Hopping to Isle of Arran, Lochranza Distillery, Isle of Islay, Late Arrival at Islay House
Today: a big travel day for us. We have a series of ferries to catch, and two islands to visit, as we make our way to our next hotel.
It’s fun to listen to his thought process, and to also share in his excitement and glee, as he goes about the course. I’m really curious now how many trails there are like this out in the world, and who exactly sets about creating them for others to enjoy?
I know the YouTube channel is chock full of neat projects. But what I really need to do is track down the “making of” videos for all his storage and tool builds!
This is a mesmerizing collection of videos, showing the top 100 submissions of a challenge issued to 3D artists worldwide. Each clip was based on the same initial animation, with certain rules that needed to be adhere
The closest I’ve come to “Paris underground” is visiting the chalk caves at Taittinger. Which isn’t quite the same thing.
One of these days, it would be lovely to get back to Paris. And perhaps finally explore the official catacombs. Sans bike, of course.
It’s pretentious at times. But I still have a fond memory of it. I don’t know whether this qualifies as an art film or not, but it’s definitely not your typical film.
The thing that I remember most fondly is that there were a few moments – a few select segments/scenes… that caught me off guard, and made me rethink how I listened to the world. One of those moments from the film was called “Truck Stop”: