Armistice Day (or) The Supremacy of Uruguay.
“This was the thought that was in his head: If it unhinged me to hear such a soft crooning sound slightly amplified, what might it not do to me to hear a far greater sound greatlier amplified?”
Or, thanks to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost, you can get it this other way, which you might like better because it offers an instant-play option and isn’t surrounded by confusing flashing ads.
And here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but otherwise worthwhile items that I set aside for you while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:
A tap-dance routine that includes the dancer juggle-trading drumsticks with the drummer in a way that might dislocate your jaw in surprise and delight. Keep a hand on that; be careful.
She’s like a broken doll being flung around by a big crazy invisible child. Maybe it’s about America.
Or maybe this is.
The infinite farm.
Everyone says I love you.
That’s a hell of an act. Whatta ya call that act?
If all the ice melted.
A bigger picture of Earth.
A bigger picture for us.
A picture for next summer.
Mann verstopft auspuff. (Mann bekommt abgase ins gesicht.)
Phenomena over and under the earth.
“And we’ve anthropomorphized aliens ever since.”
Real-time facial enactment.
“Maybe intelligence is not that difficult.”
…But there’s still a difference between 1. creeping toward food that part of you has already found and 2. building, launching, orbiting, deorbiting and landing a spaceship and then also having a sense of humor about it. There are degrees of intelligence.
Betty Boop – Mysterious Mose.
A running list of the sewage from a burst pipe.
Mental health resources to help with the post-election funk.
Welcome, foolish mortals.
Knit. It’s a bike wheel rim, some bent wire and 1500 meters of thread.
There were words all along.
Lincoln Fist Axe Warrior.
Next thing you’re gonna tell me is, she was /never/ confused about math.
Hayhoe Peripherals. Gould Semiconductor.
For airplane fans. Slideshow and article.
Miyazaki’s last Studio Ghibli film. About the life of the designer of the Mitsubishi A6M Zero fighter plane.
Two cars, both alike in dignity (and make and model and name) but made in two different factories, crash precisely into each other. One dummy driver is mangled and killed, the other figuratively walks away shaken but unharmed. The difference is /safety standards/.
The infernal cauldron.
And Phantom Ride.