If you’re looking for a challenge, see if you can reach 82°06′S 54°58′E — it’s the most inaccessible point in Antarctica, the farthest from the ocean and the coldest place in the world.
You’ll know you’ve arrived because you’ll find a bust of Lenin peering weirdly across the ice toward Moscow.
Dig down 20 feet and you’ll uncover a pair of locked doors. Get those open and you can enter an old Soviet research hut, now completely entombed in snow.
And inside the hut is a golden visitors’ book to sign.
futility closet [pictures there]
dear andy kaufman, i hate your guts
i don’t even have to say my birthday is coming up. buy me this shit TODAY:
A wonderfully loopy new volume of actual, er, fan letters sent to dada comic Andy Kaufman has just been published by Process Media Inc. Commemorating the 25th anniversary of the comedian’s death in 1984, the letters were a result of Kaufman offering $1,000 to any woman who could pin the “World Intergender Wrestling Champion” (Kaufman) to the floor. The pot was sweetened when Kaufman said the winner could shave his head, and later that he would marry the victor.
favre shenanigans
hahaha:
“One of the big words they know now is shenanigan. They’ll constantly talk about ‘Favre shenanigans,’ ‘He’s so good for the Vikings,’ and ‘The Packers have got to really feel bad about that one.’”
According to Boehnen, it started when troops there started decorating their camp in Packers colors.
“We try to allow our troops to have as much fun in the compound as they can while still maintaining our professional manner,” explained Boehnen.
“We spend a lot of time painting and making our compound our own and representing us. Obviously, wherever Wisconsinites go, we bring the Packers with us.”
Once the decoration job happened, detainees became curious.
via timbo slice. stop schlitzin’
jean cocteau. from the surrealists and me by giorgio de chirico:
Between the dealers and those who surrounded them existed a real freemasonry with its rites, rules and procedures, which functioned wonderfully well. One famous trick consisted of false auction sales at the Hotel Drouot. A dealer would decide, for example, that the works of a certain painter, whom he supported, were extremely expensive. He would put one of these paintings up for auction at the Hotel Drouot, the painting in question usually belonging to a collector who was in league with the dealer.
The dealer would send a few of his own men to the sale and they would push up the price of the painting, while the dealer would naturally sacrifice a certain sum to pay the commissions due to the auctioneers. In this way the impression was given that the picture has sold for a very high price, while in fact it had not been sold for any price. Then it would be left lying for a certain time in the back room of the dealer’s shop or in the collector’s cellars.
