Someone made an Instagram featuring the most depressingly named places on Earth. @sadtopographies features places like Killer Lake and Unfortunate Cove, with no explanations of why they’re called these things.
Google tells me that Unfortunate Cove is in Newfoundland, but not much else. Wikipedia tells me that Disappointment Island in New Zealand “not to be confused with Disappointments Island in French Polynesia” – for real – is where, in 1866, the General Grant, a full-rigged ship of 1,103 tons, crashed into the towering cliffs. Sixty-eight passengers died and 15 survivors made their way to the island, where they waited 18 months for rescue. Then, in 1907, the Dundonald, a steel, four-masted barque, sank after running ashore on the west side of the island. “Twelve men drowned and sixteen survivors waited seven months for rescue.”
So, really, disappointment is a bit of an understatement.
(Via The Atlantic)
This neat little cup shows you the phases of the moon as you drink your traditional rice wine. I think this would make a neat gift. For me! Someone get on that. OK. Neat, right?
The happy part is that adopts them and drives them around on a train.
“We live down on a dead-end street, where me and my brother have a horse barn,” Eugene Bostick of Fort Worth told The Dodo. “People sometimes come by and dump dogs out here, leaving them to starve. So, we started feeding them, letting them in, taking them to the vet to get them spayed and neutered. We made a place for them to live.”
Over the years, Bostick has apparently taken in “countless” abandoned dogs. But wait! There’s MOAR!
“One day I was out and I seen this guy with a tractor who attached these carts to pull rocks. I thought, ‘Dang, that would do for a dog train,'” said Bostick. “I’m a pretty good welder, so I took these plastic barrels with holes cut in them, and put wheels under them and tied them together.”
And that’s how the dog train came to be.
What a great guy. Someone should buy him a nice present.
Here is an inspiring and incredible video of a paraplegic walking for the first time since his spinal cord injury, using his own brain waves. I’m not sure what the mechanism is but it involves “brain-computer interface functional electrical stimulation.“
Oh, look, it’s the world’s longest glass-bottomed walkway. It span 984 feet and is a cool 590 feet above the ground. No biggie. The walkway replaced an old wooden bridge, apparently, and is located in Shiniuzhai Geopark in Hunan. The floor is made of double-layered glass that is less than an inch thick but is supposedly 25 times stronger than regular window glass.
The bridge links the two peaks of Stone Buddha Mountain. Eleven engineers working 12 hours a day converted it from wood to glass. It’s being called “hero bridge.”
I say heroes are every day people who do brave things like save dogs from burning buildings and railroad people out of perilous situations. While you might be brave to cross this bridge, there’s nothing heroic about it unless there’s, like, a kitten that needs rescuing on the other side. SO THERE. SCREW YOU AND YOUR BRIDGE.
Sixty-four-year-old artist Stan Herd transformed a field in Eagan, Minnesota into Van Gogh’s 1889 Painting Olive Trees. You can only see it from the air. It took six months, covers 1.2-acres, and was sponsored by the Minneapolis Institute of Art.
“It’s an iteration of Van Gogh’s painting writ large in native plants and materials,” Herd told Star Media. And he told MPRNews, “It never looks like I want it to…I bit off a lot here, to try to pull this off. A few of the plants were eaten by deer, and a few were blown over. But that’s the dance of nature.”
I can draw a doodle of a dog.
(Via Bored Panda)
Some guy made a game where you “scrub a hunk’s back” in the gym shower. The guy is wearing sunglasses and I can’t help but wonder if he has one of those eye conditions that make you sensitive to the light, because why else would you be wearing sunglasses in the shower? And if so, does he wear them all the time?
My brother had a friend in high school who wore sunglasses indoors and claimed to have one of those conditions but I think he was lying. I had a crush on him.
There are naked men in the game so don’t play it at work if your workplace frowns upon games involving wet naked men.
This is a disgusting outrage. What kind of person makes a UNICORN CRY just so they can get drunk on its tears of sparkly gin? STOP THIS MADNESS.
This won’t be available in Canada because none of the fun booze ever is.
(Via Incredible Things)
This is really beautiful. It’s so great to see how the media can be used to make a real difference and bring people and fictional ugly nasty creatures together. I think there’s something in my eye. No, YOU’RE drunk crying at your desk. No, YOU.
In my house this is the sort of joke we tell all the time.
“Can you call me a cab?”
“OK, you’re a cab!”
Or how about this one:
Me: “How do you ask a deaf man if he wants to buy a rabbit?”
Me (SHOUTING really loud in your face): “Do you want to buy a rabbit!?”
Come on. That is comedy gold right there.