So basically, you shoot a potato from a cannon, through a wall of butter

[sovay]

And following on yesterday I was so wiped out that I canceled on a singing gig this afternoon in favor of sleeping until after two o'clock. Have some more links.

1. I was previously unfamiliar with the art of Roger Dautais, but since some of it resembles tidepool mummies, I'm in favor. He reminds me of Andy Goldsworthy, too, but with fewer dry stone walls, more ocean.

2. I don't know Wang Xuerou and Hao Ruoqi, either, but they perform stunning narrative dance. I must say that the plot of the film which inspired this number looks, at least according to Wikipedia summary, also pretty damn queer. A fox spirit is involved.

3. Funnier than its title, also not: from the New York Times' series of Op-Eds from the Future, Jeff VanderMeer's "It's 2071, and We Have Bioengineered Our Own Extinction."

4. Well, this installment of Existential Comics lands close to home: "Wittgenstein at the Doctor."

5. "Best predatory journal spam invite ever." I am especially fond of the comment "Laugh all you want but Keyword is a field whose time has come."

I may or may not even stare at a movie. I have this cat.

Comments

[pameladean]

I can still recall very clearly the sensation of a cat arriving, in the sudden way that cats do, upon the stove where I was cooking. This was Aristophanes, a long-haired cat! with guard hairs! who had burned his whiskers on a gas flame before! Eeeeek! Our own small black cats are thwarted by a modern stove with no actual top, just a kind of framework through which cat paws plunge precipitously, so they do not leap upon the stove any more. I fear, even if a stove of that kind were in the offing for you, that Dr. Autolycus would leap upon it just the same.

Upstairs, the stove has a top for leaping but doing so while we are cooking is about the only thing we don't want the upstairs cats to do that we have persuaded them not to.

I would also like to see a comic about Wittgenstein as The Doctor.

P.

[sovay]

This was Aristophanes, a long-haired cat! with guard hairs! who had burned his whiskers on a gas flame before! Eeeeek!

Autolycus burned one of his hind feet once on the stove in our old apartment! And he still merrily contends that he should share space with frying pans and pasta pots! Sometimes we find him sitting in the skillet. It's adorable and spatch reminds him that "catlet" is one letter away from "cutlet" and he blinks innocently.

I would also like to see a comic about Wittgenstein as The Doctor.

moon_custafer?