Amasunzu (circa 1923)

Rwandan man with Amasunzu hairstyle, 1923.
Rwandan man with Amasunzu hairstyle, 1923.

It’s like a giant brain-sucking leech. I want one.
Oh wait…

[Image, caption, and more about the hairstyle here.]

Potato Couch & Vice Versa

Potato Couch

[Found here.]

On Drafting Geometries.

FIBONACCI DODECAHEDRON Rafael Araujo

Rafael Araujo‘s work blows me away considering it’s hand-drafted and not computer-generated (unless he traced it and hand-lettered it). Either way, it’s killer manual drafting, and some day I’d like to talk to him about it.

[Confidential to R. Araujo – I saw what you did there. – Bunk]

[Related post here.]

“Release the Kraken.”

Back Light

[Found here.]

The .Gif Friday Post No. 401 – AutoKiss, Labrador Smackdown & Blue Ball Doggie

Bimp

Labrador Shark Take Down

Dogball

[Found here, here and here, and yeah, I looped the last one.]

φ + φ

Nautilus Shells 1947 Edward Weston

φ =\tfrac{1 + \sqrt{5}}{2} \approx 1.618033988749894848204586834

φ is the best number derived since π .

[Image found here.]

Bat sees you. Bat is not amused.

Bat

[Found here.]

Hot Links En Regalia

Fred Johnson Marcels Blue Moon

Zombiecat.

How to handle job interviews like a pro.

More stuff about knots than what you learned in Boy Scouts. I can’t tell if this is brilliance, a spoof, or if someone in the UC Santa Barbara math department has gone scooters.

A Sloth Awakes [via]. I pray that someone called the police.

Top 5 Grammar Rules Not To Break [via]. Like, ya.

Glands.

Frank Zappa’s classic “Peaches en Regalia” played by Talichova Komorní Filharmonie during the 2012 edition of Golden Prague International Television Festival.

The Magnus Effect. It’s more than just for sports [via].

Fred Johnson. (That’s him at the top of this post.)

The Friday .Gif Post No. 400 – Pisa Pic Pwnage, Bear Cub Jiu-Jitsu & A Pet Arthropod

Somewhere In Italy
Bear Cub Pwns Dog
Snail Food

These .gifs kinda remind me of last night’s GOP presidential debates for some reason. [Found here, here and here.]

No Ball

No Ball Court

I remember playing No Ball. The games would go on until someone’s porch light came on, and we’d ignore it. Then someone’s mom would holler at us and the game was postponed. The score remained the same (343 to 352) until we resumed the following day and stopped again at sundown (441 to 455).

[Found here.]