It’s been a busy week here at Poe Communications and Heavy Manufacturing, Inc. Getting back in the freelance grind after the extended holiday, meeting with clients on the coldest day of the year, and assembling a cat scratch post can really take a lot out of a girl. Heck, I even hurt myself at the gym yesterday. Not by over-extending myself or anything, but by just working out at all. It had been a while.
It’s supposed to still be freezing this weekend, so I predict lots of pasta eating, wine drinking and Pinteresting, although I’m sure my head el jefe, XFE is going to try to make me do the gym thing again at least once. Brrr.
Here’s a little Friday reading:
- Discovery and a whole bunch of other news outlets covered what is probably the most anti-climatic time capsule opening ever. Honestly, why did they feel the need to open it again if they already knew what was in it from the last time they opened it? Were they expecting new items?
- Disco clams are a thing and they lure their prey with a fantastic light show before killing them. Or, maybe, they warn their predators away with their light show. It’s still not clear. Thanks, science, for not clearing that up at all. Scientists did, however, rule out lighting-show-as-conducive-to-mating-ritual, which goes against everything I learned back in my clubbing days.
- Pandas were at least enjoying the DC snow this week. Pile on the cuteness indeed.
- Speaking of snow, this MentalFloss list of obscure regional terms to describe snow will come in handy. The “hinges of hell” one threw me, since I’d always thought that was describing heat. My personal favorite: “Colder than a witches’ teat,” doesn’t seem to have made the cut.
- Poe Industries HR President Milady Petunia Potpie is worth approximately -$29.99. Yes, that would be a negative sign. Still, I don’t think I would trade her for the unimaginatively named “Blackie,” a cat worth $25 million, according to this list of the world’s six richest pets. That rooster seems nice, though.
It’s been quite a week. The days are getting so much shorter, which has made getting up to go to the gym at 5:30 am so much harder. The weather’s been weird, or, actually, typical for September — brisk one day, hot and humid the next. On Wednesday night, my metro train got stuck in a tunnel for 20 minutes and then all of the evening rush-time passengers were offloaded at the next crowded station. There are a lot of changes and upheavals going on at work, creating a lot of uncertainty and confusion.
I’m looking forward to a weekend of wine, bad television, a nice nap, and maybe even some non-artistic sushi. Here’s hoping next week is more … consistent, shall we say?
- I love sushi an inordinate amount but I don’t know if I’d be able to eat these little artworks, especially the embryo in the womb one. Little too meta for me.
- As you may have heard, the panda here at the National Zoo had a baby two weeks ago and, of course, there’s a panda cam, which would normally cause me to snort derisively. But this 52-second video of Mei Xiang cradling and washing her baby is pretty damn cute and quite soothing. (Hope she doesn’t mistake him for a piece of sushi)
- In slightly related news, panda poop is magical and our next source for renewable energy.
- “Death does not extinguish resentment.” The long term effects of child abuse are perfectly illustrated in this unusual obituary.
- I’ve not yet had the privilege of flying them, but Singapore Airlines has the most expensive first class product out there. It’s not even fair to call it first class, it’s so beyond that. Those clever folks at Buzzfeed have come up with a listicle of 16 things you could buy instead of a $13,000 ticket.
- Speaking of travel: XFE has certainly made use of Twitter as a way to get the attention of airlines, but this guy took it to the max, buying a promoted Tweet to express his displeasure with British Airways’ customer service.
- This pleases me immensely. Cats in tiny paper hats.
- And with that, I think we could all use a nap. Luckily, there’s an infographic for that. Because we’ve all been doing this whole napping thing wrong.
I’ve never tried one of these link roundup things before, but there’s just too much for me to tackle in individual posts. My adult-guardian-for-life XFE will be going out of town on a work trip this weekend, so I will, of course, hole myself up in the house, eat too much cheese, and watch too many hours of whatever new show Andy Cohen has dreamed up. Or, maybe I’ll put on my big girl pants and venture out for cicada-cocktails. You never know. Have a good weekend!
- Bravo, Bravo. XFE in particular is very excited about the newest show to emerge from Andy Cohen’s brain. Now, can we please bring back “Gallery Girls?”
- A New Zealand activist is trying to rid the country of pet cats, saying their natural born killers. Well, duh. Anyone who’s seen Petunia attack a bowl of kibble would know that. Related: I’m starting a Gareth Morgan Must Go movement.
- I didn’t always stay in luxurious hotels when I travelled. Pre-XFE, I stayed in places very similar to this one, minus the glowing reviews.
- When I took Spanish in college, it always confused me that nouns were gender-specific. So this list of unnecessarily gendered products is very helpful. Now I know that only certain types of scotch tape are for girls.
- These photos of the Hong Kong Mandarin Oriental in the 1960s totally makes me want to go back to Hong Kong. But not the 60s. Just look at those complicated hair styles! Hello, headache.
- Then I read crap like this and think, “Ugh. Nevermind.” (h/t Girls of a Certain Age)
- 57 cans of whipped cream, six steaks and a birthday cake? My kind of party.
- Speaking of munchies, we’re expecting a cicada invasion this summer. National Geographic offers up some recipes for these low-carb, gluten-free buggers.
- And the DC Ritz Carlton will be offering up a drink in honor of the cicadas. I’m sure it’s quite reasonably priced.
- My friend Sara, (who doesn’t have a blog but totally should — she works in a zoo, y’all! A real zoo! Her clients are real animals! It’s not a euphemism) posted this story about a blind dog getting a seeing-eye cat on Facebook. Cue the Poe blubbering.