3D printed T-Rex cosplay arms for chickens by Just Jo Nah, who kindly supplies free blueprints so you can make your own.
Conversely, if you fail to find this adorable, you may care to watch this.
3D printed T-Rex cosplay arms for chickens by Just Jo Nah, who kindly supplies free blueprints so you can make your own.
Conversely, if you fail to find this adorable, you may care to watch this.
Dublin 8, last weekend.
Colum Cronin tweetz:
I really like this photo but I can’t quite put my finger on why. Perhaps it’s the 70s/80s vibe to it, like a movie I can’t quite remember.
Obligatory: name that jammer.
Grand spirals like The Whirlpool and the Thousand Ruby Galaxy tend to get all the limelight, but little ‘uns form stars too, like NGC 6822, aka Barnard’s galaxy. To wit:
Beyond the rich starfields in the constellation Sagittarius, NGC 6822 is a mere 1.5 million light-years away, a member of our Local Group of galaxies. A dwarf irregular galaxy similar to the Small Magellanic Cloud, NGC 6822 is about 7,000 light-years across. Brighter foreground stars in our Milky Way have a spiky appearance. Behind them, Barnard’s Galaxy is seen to be filled with young blue stars and mottled with the telltale pinkish hydrogen glow of star forming regions in this deep color composite image.
(Image: Data – Martin Pugh, Processing – Mark Hanson)
A short by Andrea Vinciguerra warning against the consequences of blindly following the ‘movements’ of others. To wit: dance responsibly.
Append your own metaphor.
Behold: the 1963 Porsche 356, or rather, a modified ‘outlaw’ version of same by California based artist and auto builder S Klub.
The car, which originally debuted at SEMA 2017, has a Type 4 VW engine, a bespoke one-of-a-kind leather interior and a custom Gloss Grey paint job.
Currently accepting bids on eBay and yours for around €126,000 (plus shipping, etc.)
You’ll like this.
‘Villon Song’ by East London minimalist folksters Stick In The Wheel (Nicola Kearey and Ian Carter), animated by Daniel Hardiker and Neil Hetherington of ZEROH.
A cant song, translated into London slang by W.E. Henley – a ‘straight tip to all cross coves’. To wit:
For all your efforts to get money it’ll only be your ruin: “Booze and the blowens cop the lot”.