Wednesday, November 30, 2011

NINETEEN NINETY-AWESOME

How good is Faith No More?


Jim Martin solo over SNOW SPORTS, FAIRGROUND RIDES, SMALL MAMMALS FIGHTING AND A GREYHOUND RACE, PEOPLE!!!1111!!

0:53 is totally Miranda July And 2:30 is Natalia Yanchak, for the keen-eyed. Cool makes sense to me now OK.

To where?

Direct translation of the names of some of Munich's U-Bahn stations


More cartographic goodness at bigthink strange maps

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Dress rehearsal for the zombie apocalypse









Zombie Amy Winehouse


Zombie Colonel Sanders


Zombie Darth Vader


Zombie Gaddafi


Zombie soldier

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Pressing time

I called up the co-op farm that pressed our apples for us last year. Their earliest available date was 27th October. They had a cider festival to organise, you see. Hurricanes several weeks ago off the coast of America translated to high winds in here in Sussex. Many apples fell from the tree because of this. If I wait for 27th October to harvest, I'll have little left on the tree, and rotten fruit on the ground. Iain and I pulled the apples from the tree, and I made a crude crusher with a door hinge.




MASH




Pulp.

2 hours later I had about 4 litres. The screws holding the hinge to the wood had started to pull out. Not good. There are some clever people on youtube with various mechanisms for crushing apples, some involving car jacks and frames and efficient-looking presses. My method was slow, tiring, inefficient and wasteful. In other words, in dire need of mechanisation


Saturday, September 10, 2011

mm, you can really taste the umlauts

Sometimes you get the impulse to cook stuff. This is (approaching) one of Pupienus Maximus' recipes


Meat left in a kind of brine for a few days.





And yes, I can make spaetzle. Just.







Sunday, September 4, 2011

big party

>told by housemate he has a gig on saturday
>turns out it's actually his girlfriend's 30th
>gig is to be held upstairs at a pub other side of town
>dress (up) as hipster cowboy. Girlfriend says 'hey, you're not allowed to look better than me'
>check bus routes. My local bus goes across town and stops almost right out side the pub. awwyeah.jpg
>get there right as this guy gets on stage
>next band does note-perfect cover of 'Burden in my hand'
>Lou gets on stage to sing. Gets handed GIANT Tardis cake, all sing 'Happy Birthday'
>
>wake up to find GIANT Tardis cake in the kitchen


Wine bottles and kettle on the right for size comparison