A lot of people have a fear of falling. [1]
((((shudder))))
I have something a little different. I get extremely uncomfortable when I see other people in danger of falling.
And because of this deep feeling of discomfort, the above photo is very difficult for me to look at.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
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[1] Actually, it’s not the fall that concerns me. It’s the sudden stop at the end.
An orgasm, the ultimate pleasure? For those suffering coital cephalalgia, or “sexual headaches”, it’s quite the opposite.
A recent article indicates that this rare type of headache occurs in about 1% of men and is characterized by a sudden, severe “explosive” pain at the base of the skull that builds just before or during orgasm. Afterward the intense pain may last for several hours or even a few days.
(They are the 1%!)
(A headache? Seriously?? That’s MY line!!)
Doctors aren’t certain of what causes this disorder. Erectile dysfunction medications such as Viagra could be a malefactor, as it’s estimated that 10% of men using this kind of medication may experience coital cephalalgia. Although these headaches are often benign, it’s always important to seek medical attention if you are experiencing them as in rare cases it could indicate a tumor or worse.
Over-exposure seems to be the best treatment. According to Wikipedia, “a doctor may recommend heavy sexual activity and masturbation for a short period of time ranging from a few days to a few weeks.”
(Thanks, Doc!)
To sooth the pain, it’s recommendable to take medications that prevent such headaches (Propranolol) during this intense sexual period.
(In other words… Take An Aspirin, Buddy!!)
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Anand KS, & Dhikav V (2009). Primary headache associated with sexual activity. Singapore medical journal, 50 (5) PMID: 19495503
I’m sure, my precious little geeks and nerdlings, that you have better things to do on a sunny, warm, summer Sunday afternoon than hanging out on Facebook.
Sadly, as I hate warm weather, and the sun… and frankly summer Sundays… there I was, minding my own business, when what to my wondering eyes should appear…
(The Sheep Chair)
Yes, boys and girls, the Sheep Chair.
It took me a second or two to gasp what I was looking at. Nope, it was a Sheep Chair, all right!
Naturally, I shared it.
And this is where the adventure started.
(Another Sheep Chair)
A dear friend of mine, KB, ‘Facelifted’ it from me and posted it on her page and tagged me on the photo.
KB has many more FB friends than I do… and as they are a chatty, cheery bunch, they felt moved to comment on the photo.
Being tagged, I got notices of all of said comments.
What ensued was an orgy of puns, double-entendre and plays on words.
(Yet Another Sheep Chair)
Here are a few examples…
(Skeleton Rocker) [1]
I’m sorry but this little girl is simply Evil Incarnate!
(Yes, it’s all fun and games… until she torches your house)
That adorably cute little face says it all (i.e. ‘I am the Spawn of Satan! Can I have a cookie?’)
And yet… there is humour here, as well.
A dark, evil, perverse humour, perhaps… but humour all the same.
A milder, funnier version was put together in this commercial for the 2010 Young Director Award.
My kinda kid!
A newly released image from NASA shows off our home planet from an unfamiliar angle — our iconic blue marble, snapped by a satellite that circles the Arctic, is arrayed in frosty white.
(North Pole View)
The newly launched Suomi National Polar-orbiting Partnership (S-NPP) satellite, which was blasted into space on Oct. 28, 2011, circled the Earth 15 times to capture the visual data used for the stunning picture.
(Regular ‘blue marble’ equator view)
Although the bright swirl of Arctic ice dominates the top of the globe, looking a bit farther south, and toward the left side of the frame, one can see the green of England and Ireland peeking between clouds. But it’s the vast, dry reaches of Asia, Saudi Arabia and the Sahara that dominate the rest of the image.
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Article from OurAmazingPlanet.com.
Photo Credit: NASA/GSFC/Suomi NPP.
Victorian Age children always creep me out.
I think it is how they are so often portrayed as little adults rather than what they actually are (i.e. children).
Add to it a Victorian penchant for the contrasting youth and death, innocence and obscenity and you get stuff like this photo.
(The Girl on the Pedestal)
The fact that her eyes are almost completely black, like some satanic little squirt, also adds to the general all round creep-fest motif.
It is a not-uncommon effect used in horror movies and photos of a macabre nature.
A girl with her face completely covered by her hair.
(The ghost of Samara Morgan – The Ring)
The most famous example is probably Samara’s ghost in the 2002 movie The Ring (based on the 1998 Japanese horror movie, Ringu).
(The ghost of Sadako Yamamura – Ringu)
It isn’t complicated. It requires no special effects or computer graphics.
A girl standing still, arms down at her sides, head slightly bowed forward, her face completely covered by long hair.
And yet each time I see that image, I get the chills.
Even when I remind myself of silly Cousin It from The Addams Family, it doesn’t help dispel that deeply disquieting sensation I experience each time I see it.
So here’s to you, creepy ‘Cousin It’ girls!
Long may you continue to inspire goosebumps in all of us!
Now that days are getting warmer and muggier, I thought I would post a bit of a reminder of the beauty of ice.
The movements of a music box ballerina are reinterpreted in a groundbreaking video for British composer Ryan Teague using electromagnetic fields, sub-zero temperatures and 2,000 volts of electricity.
The video took months of planning, four days of shooting and roughly two terabytes of photos to animate the growth of hard-to-create ice crystals.
Directed and Produced by Craig Ward
While technically, ‘marathons’ would normally not be included in a list of people I hate, I am going to have to make an exception in this case.
Running marathons, bike marathons and all the other stupid thingathons would not occur if it wasn’t for those people out there who are eager to participate in marathons, curse their sweaty, spandex-encased little hearts.
(GET AWAY FROM MY NEIGHBOURHOOD, DAMMIT!!)
It is common (albeit not publicly expressed) knowledge that any kind of marathon that disrupts or interferes with traffic or even one’s ability to cross an intersection without having to wait for a hundred well-meaning yet horribly annoying people, bothers right-thinking members of society.
Today was an excellent example. There I was, minding my own business and deliberately taking a country drive in order to avoid traffic and crowds. No sooner did I arrive in town than I (and a dozen other drivers, including a couple of motorcyclists with whom I would not want to mess) were held at bay by a local regional police officer (no doubt cursing under his breath). It was in the one of the warmest days of the year so far.
What was the hold-up? It could have been an accident. It could have been some other emergency that legitimately and understandably kept us stranded at that intersection.
(I’ve been waiting 10 minutes to cross the street. GO AWAY!!)
But noooooo!! It was hundreds of stupid bike marathoners!!
One even had the nerve to smile and wave at me. Wave at me? You think I’m happy that I’m sitting here in the heat while you glide on by, you twerp? If there wasn’t an armed member of the local constabulary standing nearby, you’d be a hood-ornament on my car!
Listen. If people want to run around for miles and miles, bless them. If people want to peddle around for miles and miles, let them.
Just get them away from people who have things to do!!
(Now THAT’S more like it! Text me if you make it, ok?)
Or at least move the entire shindig out to where it can’t be an inconvenience to pedestrians and traffic.
I saw this photo many years ago in a Barnes & Noble (I believe) in New Jersey.
It was on a post card. I wanted to buy it but for some reason, I never did.
I’ve regretted that decision ever since.
After all these years, I ran into the photo again the other day and had to share it.
