Daily View, 7/4

Fourth of July?? No, no, no... the real holidays are the birthdays of Eva (today) and Ginna (7/2, though she admits to annually celebrating through the 4th). Happy birthday, peeps! People also seem to get married now: my parents just celebrated 39 years of christian hippie dysfunction (7/1) and Aaron just got hitched (7/2). Happy matrimony!

Meanwhile, I'm trying to get better about posting shorter, more regular entries (that end-of-June link blitz wore me out).

• What an awesome excuse to bust out accents at random. "Oi? Ow, sorreh, oi jess' hadda strowke." "Do not ree-dee-cool-uh me—Ay aff att a smolluh strrrrrrrrohkk and nowa ay took like zees."


• Jaysus, the snobs at DO finally get wind of crafting.


• Seriously, if I have the "Wait, do you owe me $10 from last week?" conversation one more time... maybe BillMonk is what I need (though what the hell kinda name is that??)


• BibliOdyssey and The Visual Context of Music—I'm intrigued!


• I tried to take Benadryl as a sleep aid once. Perhaps I am childlike in my makeup, because it had zero effect (actually, it may have kept me awake). Sigh.


• Is it really exciting for a man to type on a woman's breasts?? Hard to fathom, yet the French Maid Keyboard exists.


• Yeah, any plant that crosses my path definitely needs an IV.


• New Mates of State Fraud in the 80s video is all cool stop-motion animation and fun.


• COOOOOL. Movie title typefaces.


• Yep, I am unabashedly a sucker for silhouettes, bunnies and birds, so Mozi is made for me.


• I love when the word juju gets press. I throw this word around, much to the horror of some unforunate friends who insist it's a term for semen. I'm talking black magic fabulousness, ladies, not gism. As it is, while I still embrace the term, they have managed to ruin jujubees candy for me, the bastards. (POM pomegranate juice is also on my shudder list. People just shouldn't say things like "tastes like pussy".)


• I also love when the coelacanth gets press. I did a report on the coelacanth in fifth grade that firmly implanted the dinofish into my brain. Pop culture and my nerd upbringing collided when Volkswagen incorporated the coelacanth into an ad. Go coelacanths!


• Apparently I live in the noisiest NYC neighborhood. At first this seemed odd to me, but then I realized that I have called 311 a couple times (damn salsa music, grouch grouch grouch)... so maybe the stats are right on. Of course, my street really is pretty quiet, thanks to the temple (the Hasidim aren't quite party animals, after all).


• New discoveries about dodos! (login required because the NYTimes is cruel like that.)


• This baffles me. Man has no idea there's a light bulb up his ass. 1) HUH?, 2) how exactly do you successfully achieve stealth rectal wattage without waking the victim, and 3) how is that lightbulb still intact???


• Cool aerial photography


• Chinese Hollywood? No. Bollywood rules.


• This little USB IM-notifying puppet is creepy and kinda genius. We need this in our virtual office.


• Must everything become so damn literal? The Freudian slip. Sigh.


• Jell-O lampshades? Orange lightbulbs? Nothing but fun at this Photoshop texture contest.


• A treat if you've made it this far: 20 free mp3s of popular songs from 1901-1920, free for public domain use and great inspiration for the ears. Enjoy!