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A tattoo of a tattoo gun is pretty cool.
Couldn’t find a variation on Escher, though, with hands tattooing hands…
…though these robots were a nice surprise along the way.
This is both the best Escher tattoo and the best head tattoo, two for one!
This is Escher’s last piece. Snakey.
Has anyone ever gotten Op Art tattoos? Anything by Bridget Riley would be great.
Eleven plus two = Twelve plus one
The anagram hall of fame is great. My favorite:
To be or not to be: that is the question, whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
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In one of the Bard’s best-thought-of tragedies, our insistent hero, Hamlet, queries on two fronts about how life turns rotten. (by Cory Calhoun)
The Anagram Times is great too.
California man shoots and kills three police = O, no, hellfire! Criminal hits East Oakland cops.
Poetry reading
I heard C.D. Wright on the radio tonight reading some poems. They were powerful, beautiful. She was reading them to a live audience, and that was totally weird. There’s no social convention on how to respond to a poem. She’d read some 10 line poem, some delicate little intimacy, and there’d follow that weird soft live silence. People shuffling in seats. Cough. She’d pause awkwardly, then just roll right into another one.
I don’t know how to respond to a poem read to me either. But I felt bad for C.D. Wright. I decided to imagine the live audience with its eyes closed, palms pressed together in front of their chests like yoga warriors. At the end of every poem, they would deeply inhale with a beatific smile, hold the breath for a moment, and then exhale calmly with an imperceptible bow–an involuntary reflex of gratitude.
I imagined the guy checking his Blackberry becoming dust. Puff!
Dazzle
I officially think Jeff Koons is worthless. He painted this yacht for a billionaire.
But dazzle is more interesting than I thought.
Getting drawn into the history of camo, I got distracted by this tangential factoid, which was news to me:
A corvette is a small, maneuverable, lightly armed warship
Anyhow, I’ve spent my life not really looking at camo directly (appreciate the irony here), but looking away with smug disgust as a good anti-war liberal who sees it only as a symbol. But shame on me. It’s really very cool and interesting.
M81 Woodland USA Pattern
British Soldier 95 woodland pattern DPM, also known as DPM-95
Finally, this is interesting, file under “Finding Strength in Weakness”:
Colour blind individuals usually have no problem seeing through camouflage.
If it hasn’t already been written, there’s a formulaic genre book here begging to be authored–by you? by me?–about the war that’s turned around at the last possible second by the guy who wanted to be a soldier his whole life but who was rejected from service ’cause of his color blindness. (In my version, though, he’ll be killed at his own victory parade in an intersection when, a little drunk and giddy with the commotion, he confuses a red light for a green light and a jeep plasters him over the pavement.)
Pooffalo
In her first competition, Missy Gullet a Native American from Iowa, cut her friend’s chocolate Standard Poodle into a buffalo.
Tricked
I was behind this car yesterday, and fell in love with it from behind. 
Then, today, I pulled up alongside a different one, and it’s profile was 100% meh.
Disappointing.
Mechanical Turkish Cig
http://www.myluci.com/ — a $150 fake cigarette that atomizes a nicotine solution when it senses you inhale. Complete with red LED tip.
Sure, you can make fun of this thing. But you know deep down you’re secretly waiting to see the dude bad-ass enough to pull this out of its case (it must come with a case) at a party or a club, and just nonchalantly puff away on it. And not because he’s trying to quit, or cut back, or his lips are allergic to paper or something.
No.
He makes no excuses. He’s executing a picture-perfect Transcendentally Cool Uncool-Reversal move. He’s probably wearing a pink shirt, drinking a Zima, sporting a Zune and carrying a Kindle in his man purse. And none of this, mind you, in an ironic way; he’s not the the hipster who you should be punching in the nose right now. (Do your duty, good citizens.)
Nope, he’s just that cool. LUCI — For the man who likes his Zune.
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