The Marquis

Some enterprising fellows is selling reusable plastic rivets for making playthings out of big cardboard boxes, he’s got lots of interesting plans here.

An aussie in japan tries to buy the baseball sized anti-robber dye markers at convenience stores in japan. I love the panicked reactions as the staff are like “WTF is this crazy gaijin doing?”

with an Onion Gotcha Box.

Since we had an undead thing going.
From boingboing.

Compare and Contrast.

Mmmmm….Bacon.

With apologies to Carl Orff.

I’m not sure what to think. Please advise

I don’t smoke. I don’t like the smell, and I don’t like being around folks that are smoking, or smell of having recently smoked. But once a year or so I get a cigar/tobacco/tobacco paraphenalia catalog, and I always find it absolutely fascinating.

I don’t know exactly why, all the verbiage about “dominican grown cuban seed”, fancy lighters which seem to have a copper screen in there to make the flames green, cedar humidors etc… Something about that catalog is really interesting. Except, you know, I don’t like the odor smoking, not to mention the health problems.

But if I had to smoke something from the catalog, I think I’d pick one of those Man with No Name style cheroots, a la Sergeo Lorenti spaghetti westerns.