Check out “Eliphante,” a sculptural home-turned arts museum in Cornville, Arizona that is the product of 28 years of hard work by artist Michael Kahn and his wife, Leda Livant. The New York Times online has a great slideshow, showing parts of the house, as well as some of the creative/constructive processes. Included in the house are an outdoor summer kitchen, extensive stained glass artwork (seen below), a piano built into a wall of driftwood, and more.  Not to mention that the home resides on small river that the couple uses to canoe. All very cool; check it out:

Eliphante

(thanks Katya!)

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Allen, Texas: at their wedding reception, Chidi Ogbuta and her groom served-up a lifesized/lifelike Chidi Ogbuta cake.
CNN link

(photo credits: Uche Ogbonna/CNN)

Things heard at the wedding reception:
•”Dude, I ate your wife!”

•”I call dibs on her head!”

•”Dark meat, please.”

•”I just caught one of the caterers feeling-up the cake.”

•”Lucky bastard, you got an eyeball and part of a nose.”

•”Actually, the baker started with an Oprah cake and just made some changes to the hair.”

•”Can I have a piece with a flower breast?”

•”Gross! They used real hair!”

•”Man . . . your wife doesn’t taste like this.”

(via Susan, via John)

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Today I was watching “The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou.” At the monsoon-destroyed ruins of Hotel Citroën on the island of Little Ping, Steve Zissou (Bill Murray) notes:

“What a shame. They had a bartender here, Kino, made the best Rum Cannonball I’ve ever tasted.”

The question comes to mind: Is this a real drink, or something invented by Wes Anderson? From internet discussions and references, it’s hard to tell if this drink actually existed before the movie. Based on an average of posted recipes, I made a Rum Cannonball (actual photo).

The Rum Cannonball
•1 part white rum
•1 part gin
•1 part orange juice
•1 part pineapple juice
•1 part lemon-lime soda
•1 part strawberry soda
Serve over ice with a key lime, pineapple, or tropical orchid garnish.

What does it taste like?: Not bad . . . fruity fizzy booze.

An alternate recipe also exists:
•2 oz rum
•Top-off with orange juice
•4-5 dashes of Angostura bitters

What does it taste like?: Not bad . . . rummy spicey o.j.

Bonus Round: Drink one while wearing a Hotel Citroën t-shirt.

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I recently saw this Halloween costume for sale and a potentially awkward scenario came to mind:

Scene: Halloween night, in a crowded bar/nightclub

Drunk Woman: “What the hell are you supposed to be?! Are you like a Zombie with Curtains or a Dead Conquistador or something?”

Ghost Ship: “I’m a Ghost Ship”

Drunk Woman: “Oh . . . like a Ghost Pirate in that Johnny Depp movie!”

Ghost Ship: “No. I’m like the boat in that movie.”

Drunk Woman: “You’re a boat . . . then why do you have a face?”

Ghost Ship:
“It’s my ghost part.”
“It’s called ‘Anthropomorphic Representation’.”
“Because I’m a ghost also and this is my skull.”
“I’m a personification of a Ghost Ship.”
“Uhh . . . I don’t know.”

Drunk Woman: “Huh?!?!”

Drunk Woman: “Hey, my friend Melissa is going as a Sexy Pirate. Can she ride on your shoulders?”

End Scene

The negative aspects of dressing up as a Ghost Ship:
•Guys in pirate costumes may try to board you, rob you, and then set you on fire in the middle of the ocean.

•The entire night people will ask you what the hell you’re supposed to be.

•’Walking your plank’ jokes get old.

•A group of meddling kids might try to disrobe you in an attempt to prove that you’re an underhanded amusement park owner.

•Guys in pirate costumes may try to ’swab your poopdeck.’

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…would there be vending machines that sell marijuana. That’s right, Los Angeles, CA recently rolled out 2 herb-laden machines, where medical marijuana users can get access to the medicine they need, 24 hours a day.

Say what you want to say about pot, but this is certainly interesting, and I will be curious to see how this experiment works out for all parties involved. Machines are ‘open’ for business 24 hours a day, and have security guarding them. Furthermore, potential consumers will have to check in and have prescriptions approved, have a photo and biometric fingerprint scan taken before making a purchase, and use a prepaid ‘credit’ card with dosage information pre-programmed in to prevent people buying more than their allotment.

Patients can buy 3.5 or 7 grams, up to 1 oz. a week, in 5 strains “including OG Cush and Granddaddy Purple, the mildly hallucinogenic forebear to Prince.” Perhaps we will see some of these products in vending machines in the future?

As one poster astutely asked, “Is there to be a regular vending machine next to the marijuana machine to cure the resulting munchies?” Another poster replied, “That’s a fantastic idea– this way they can sell Doritos for $20 a bag!” Simpy Classic.

(Thanks Steve; via Thrillist)

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‘How to Good-Bye Depression If You Constrict Anus 100 Times Everyday. Malarkey? of Effective Way?’

Hiroyuki Nishigaki has once again surpassed rational thought and cut straight to the point: clenching your anus 100 times a day is both an obvious and malarkey-free cure for depression. And Nishigaki’s rectal breakthroughs can’t be compromised by such petty things as coherent English or scientific evidence:

“In addition your sex energy will begin to become strong again by constricting anus 100 times and denting navel 100 times everyday following the life style of long lived British. But, you had better reduce the frequency of ** and of ## to less then half If possible. If you are less than 40 or 50 years old, you may become impatient and want to rape secretively. You will not be able to sleep thirsting for a young beautiful woman or man almost all night at the beginning.“

[But most of the long lived British I've met ** and ## like five times a day and still want to rape secretively.]

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“How many of you own a self-help book? That’s your first problem. You can’t help yourself, because yourself sucks. If you’re helping yourself, that means you’re being helped by a complete asshole.”

– Doctor P (Billy Bob Thornton) in “School for Scoundrels“

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