Only fractionally different from the real thing.

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I generally find bike tricks to be a bit lame, but this guy, Danny MacAskill, is just awesome. It’s like la parkour

Amazingness.

Justice’s DVNO retro-wonderland clip from last year comes to mind:

Awesome photography from Neil Krug. Like the 70s seen through countless veils of nostalgia and marijuana.

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“Infotainer” Joel Bauer on business card design. His website proudly states, among other things, that he has been “Consumed by Martial Arts and Magic”. Which I presume means that Martial Arts and Magic were things he was highly interested in, rather than eaten by. Sadly.

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Or is that birds as dogs. The Australian taxidermist/jeweller Emily Valentine Bullock makes some incredibly psychedelic hybrid artworks, covering taxidermied dogs with feathers.

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Just proving that you don’t need to look to the supernatural to find an enduring mystery. New Scientist has put together a fascinating list of Things We Don’t Quite Understand. A lot of the mysteries are in the realm of cosmology, and in all they are an utterly fascinating read.

We here at Bottom Half Nude are avid eagle fans, so we very much appreciated the guy who stuck a camera on an eagle’s head and posted the results up on Youtube.

Last week my housemate had a visitor stay from LA – a friendly chap from the Land of Plenty. This fellow came bearing gifts too, but what found quite ironic was the selection of foreign samples scattered around the house. Fair trade tooth paste next to my toothbrush – a delicious fennel and aniseed mouth of froth, fair trade face wash and shampoo in the shower, sure I am into that hippy stuff. Actually, it’s not hippy at all, and I’d buy it myself if I could afford to maintain the extra expense that is donated to the fair traders. How nice, I thought, to have someone in the house so indebted to empowering developing country producers and promoting sustainability, as well and utilising the export of (mostly) natural products.

However, I later opened the pantry and stumbled across something of the editable kinda of American souvenir, to find that Sir Amnesty had also lugged a very large jar of bright yellow cheese dip all the way across the seas. It seems he couldn’t last three weeks down under without the slimy yellow goo. I checked the packaging for the fair trade label – perhaps Ecuador had some extra funding in their factories and began producing more Americanised produce to seduce the American market – but to no avail. No no, this was highly preserved, home-grown American nacho cheese dip (sans cheese) with a hundred and seven different chemicals I had never heard of that will most probably give you a potentially fatal illness in some way. I’m sure the Quinoa farmers hadn’t heard of them either.

So here’s my quandary – why buy fair trade products for your teeth and face and hair, but not for your stomach. Surely the internal is as important, if not more so, than the exterior. It seems someone is confused here right? Well, I hate to make a generalisation based on one judgement of one person from one place, but it just so happens that this place is exactly the place one might expect these kinda of contradictions to take place, and do all the time.

I don’t not pose to preach a fully sustainable lifestyle by any means but this kind of annoyed me is all.

That aside, dreadlocks or not, I would like to know where to get that fennel and aniseed toothpaste – it tastes better anyway.

This is embedded in the memory of pretty much every single person who grew up in the 80s. The Pointer Sisters, some crazy psychedelic animations and 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12.