I a fairly certain that my Synthroid dosage is too high, leaving me fractured, irritable and easily distracted.. blood work on Monday will show if that is true- in the meantime I am on mad house cleaning/organizing sessions and wild late night tromps around the wilds of the internet. Something good and/or interesting should come out of this, right?
Here are some of the things that might make you stop and ponder the energies that are expended in the great wild web:
I enjoy BSG. I was a big big fan early in the show, then got grumpy about the soap opera-esque turns some of the shows were taking. I admit I missed a few episodes. But this very very cool art and the hints for next season mean that I am going to have to get caught up before the new season in April. It may be marketing, but it just worked...( spoilers if you did not watch all of last season.. big huge jaw dropping ones...)
Since I have teenagers sleeping over at my house tonight, it is likely I will be making waffles from scratch tomorrow morning. ( apparently few moms do this any more, it is highly requested). It would be even more fun if I had this keyboard waffle iron. This is just way way too cool. (I do accept gifts)
If you really like to play with your food, you should consider this "how to" article on making edible Flying Spaghetti Monsters...
I had to add a link to a picture of this very cool art... insanity is about how I feel these last few nights. Imagine 99 wolves, streaming full force in a pack chase... straight into an invisible glass wall. Wow.
Then the art takes a truly twisted turn. 'nuff said.
I am not sure if this qualifies as art or not, but a life sized Christopher Walken Mask, every true fan should have one. If you do not know yet why you should be a Walken fan, comment and I will follow up.
The art having taken me down twisted and dark alleys into fear and despair, I returned to the geek... a T-Shirt from ThinkGeek that has a wi-fi detector built in. Now if we could only get shirts like this with "jerk" detectors in them....
Finally, as the late night munchies and cravings gnaw at my stomach and my mind, I leave you with an excerpt from Michael Pollen's newest book: In defense of food; whose opening lines I hold dear to my heart: "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants."