To our favorite boxaholic, every container has more space on the inside than it appears to on the outside—it’s just a question of finding the proper entry vector.
I just want you to know that, even though you don’t hunt for food, or play with the kids much unless I ask you like ten times, or have a real job, or tidy up the cave even though you have the entire afternoon to do it and it really wouldn’t take you that long… despite all that, I just want to tell you…
… wait, now I’ve forgotten what I was going to say.
Here’s to dads everywhere and to sender-inner Carolina C.
In today’s episode, Simon’s cat unearths rare artifacts of the lost Frigidaire tribe.
Jen L. raises the stakes: “I totally had to top your Pup-vo-lution post with my clearly far more advanced-up-the-evolutionary-ladder pup/plane/furball who goes by the name Milan. You can see how pointy noses are far superior to smooshed faces for streamlined performance. When not in flight he morphs into an extra floofy specimen of wirehair dachshund.”
We take you now to the training center of NASA (Naturally Aerodynamic Squirrel Astronauts), where would-be space travelers use this elaborate state-of-the-art simulator to overcome the difficulties of eating in zero-gravity conditions…
We’re in Hardup, Utah, the Beehive State, and we can’t bee-live the treasures we’re appraising in this hive of activity! Here’s some of what you’ll see in our first hour:
|A crystal pig with a digital clock embedded in its side, of which only 36,045,940 are thought to still exist today…|
|One-half of an elaborately decorated metal brassiere, part of the costume for the earliest American production of Wagner’s Die Walküre…|
|This one-of-a-kind paperweight, origin uncertain…|
|And a bowl of hand-carved wooden fruit that may have been accidentally nibbled by a slightly inebriated Theodore Roosevelt.|
How much for the paperweight, Fiona C.?