Just a reminder that Mario hits blocks with his hand, not his head. This was a bit more obvious in the original Mario Bros. arcade game.
(via 4 year old Reddit thread)
Look at that beautiful uncluttered scoreboard. And Teddy Ballgame in his prime.
(From Sports Illustrated’s Ballpark Quirks: How Fenway Park’s iconic Green Monster was born)
Edit: The box score helpfully pinpoints the date of the game as July 4, 1947. It was against the Philadelphia Athletics before they moved to Kansas City and later Oakland.
Like Wrigley Field to this day, baseball fans were expected to determine the current score of the game themselves by adding the totals from each inning.
Funny, that tiny National League scoreboard reveals the other Boston team was playing the other Philadelphia team as well.
I wish Tumblr Pro had used all of the classic Monopoly pieces. The thimble would make a good fez. And who wouldn’t want a battleship on their head?
High Heel Cupcakes, featured on Sweet Art by Elizabeth's Facebook page.
A social network friend’s photo has always looked familiar to me but I could never remember where I knew her from. So I summoned up the nerve to email her and ask if we have ever met.
Only later did it occur to me to check my email. Apparently I emailed her the same question on a different social network two years ago. Almost to the day.
This time she didn’t reply.
Amazing photo from Chicago this morning. I assume most people who have flown into O’Hare have stood in this exact spot. I did three years ago.
(Source: baconbroderick, via everythinginthesky)
The base of a little table lamp. Many of the photos I take with my phone are me trying to make something out of nothing. (at 1369 Coffeehouse)
Sometimes hubris and frustration get the better of me and my previous post was one of those times. So after waking up and cringing I deleted it. There are better ways to share anecdotes that amuse me without attempting to elevate myself above other people who are in the same boat. Lesson learned.
Early this morning I had a dental appointment. While making small talk I tried telling the attractive hygienist that I would be back in the same neighborhood to visit the parking department office after I got out of work. Fascinating stuff, I know.
Unfortunately it was 7:15am, I hadn’t had any coffee yet, and it came out as, “I have appointments for both ends today.”
I didn’t notice her reaction. It’s just as well.