hell in a handbasket, part i

Welcome to the first in a continuing series of posts highlighting the ways our world is falling apart. A deeply gloomy topic that will hopefully inspire more frequent entries on my part.

Closing the ozone hole over Antarctica accelerates global warming! Fabulous. Maybe we should all go out and buy some aerosol deodorant and Freon!

Well, at least some folks think this will happen, based on their climate model. Some folks don’t. There’s disagreement. I did fine one pretty irrefutable statement on the matter:

A new study led by Columbia University researchers has found that the closing of the ozone hole, which is projected to occur sometime in the second half of the 21st century, may significantly affect climate change in the Southern Hemisphere, and therefore, the global climate.

“MAY significantly affect”? Great. And which way? Who knows. Bottom line: environmental scientists have NO CLUE what’s going on, and no environmental models encompass enough of the variables that drive the climate to be worth a brass farthing.

But we’re probably doomed anyway.

black metal pastries

So, it’s not quite goth cooking. But almost. The Black Oven is certainly one of those nice unexpected juxtapositions…two great tastes that taste great together, sorta kinda. Who can resist a recipe that says

“Try baking them, and consider the fact that the mastery of brownies is parallel to the mastery of the occult.”?

Actually I’d love to see The Black Oven as a cooking show. It’d be a colder, angrier version of BBC’s “Posh Nosh,” I suspect. Which if you haven’t seen it, you really should.

P.S. If you looked at the title and thought it said "black metal pasties," shame on you.

want, part i

In an effort to force myself to post here more regularly, I am going to start keeping a chronicle of things I run across that fill me with desire. And, lest you think this is suddently going to get overly interesting, let me emphasize things. Not people. Maybe places.

Like, for instance, these wine glasses, elegantly designed to symbolize the seven deadly sins. Appropriate enough that I should lust after lust.
Originally ran across these at boingboing, which has proven a pretty good source of wants for me in the past.