Art and Lies

This brief post exists to introduce you to some websites that feature post-apocalypse art.

The first is from the Creative Boom and comes from a tweet from that random geography guy that I follow on Twitter. The live exhibition of "Manchester Apocalypse" will only be available to my readers in the UK. The rest of us will just have to live vicariously through them.

Them, and the internet. Of course when I read the article about "Manchester Apocalypse," I thought, "I've seen something like this somewhere before." Maybe in movies or in my art history class. What I love most about the second website is that you can rate the slides from "hellish" to "heavenly" on the side. The hyperlinks are the results of my google search, which you can just as easily do yourself.

On that somewhat bored note, I bid you adieu, loyal readers. :)

I'll Eat for a Day...

I did not intend for today's post to continue with my fishing theme, but then on Sunday my mother went to JJ's and brought me home some filets of lake perch. Whilst I finished inhaling huge mouthfulls of the chewy fish, I noticed my mom stacking up a pile of miniscule fishing bones next to her plate. She, too, was eating lake perch. "Don't worry," she said, "If you ate a fish bone, you'd know it!" I doubted this pronouncement simply due to the enthusiastic gusto with which I was stuffing the perch into my mouth. I thought that surely a fishbone had flown down my throat at just the right angle to hide out and later stab one of my internal organs.

I googled, "perch bones in intestines" and eventually found my way to today's tip. Since most people (according to James Wesley Rawles) live near bodies of water (that doesn't include me), we may be relying on a fish diet after the apocalypse.

Add "marshmallows" to your apocalypse kit, because if you accidentally swallow a fish bone, you are supposed to wash it down with a mouthful of marshmallows.

There it is, something to help you stay alive a little bit longer than you otherwise might have. :)

Teach Me To Fish...

During my annual week-long excursion to the Tittabawassee River to hang out with some of my favorite people on the planet, I decided that this year would be the year when I would test my ability to feed myself post-apocalypse using that most classic tool, the fishing pole.

Many thanks to Dale Hendershot and the Michigan Department of Natural Resources for making this experiment possible.

You will see from the images that compose the bulk of this post that I was unsuccessful catching protein sources, but highly successful catching salads on my fishing line. At one point, Alex said, "The river must know you're a vegetarian."


Here's a nice shot of Alex driving the pontoon.

Salad #1

Salad #2

Salad #3

And now for the piece de resistance...the salad to top all salads...

Dale says that the seaweed-like plant I kept catching is actually not tasty to eat, but that in a survival situation, it might work.

I had a tremendously awesome time trying, and I resolve that one day I will become skilled, but in the meantime I leave you with a parting shot of Dave working on untangling my final catch of the day: his fishing line!

Happy fishing, loyal readers!

All Dressed Up...

To think, I was worried that my extended summer vacation would result in a lack of things to blog about. Lucky for all of us, the Northwest Indiana Visitor's Center is currently hosting a "trashion fashion" exhibit. As soon as I saw it, I thought to myself, "Aha! We'll have to make clothes like THESE in the apocalypse!" There were skirts and vests made of neckties! Flip-flops made of drink wrappers! Shirts made from pet food bags! And other clothing items made from such ingredients as...

romance novels,

negatives,

shower curtains,

and my personal favorite:

POP TART WRAPPERS!

I never would have even considered what to wear after the apocalypse, figuring my brilliant plan for looting and just continuing to wear my favorite t-shirts would work. Now, I have something new to think about when preparing for DOOM.

Hopefully, I've given you something to think about, too...

If not, well...

What about this guy?

I have no idea what he's wearing on his head or what it's made from, but I think the kids today would use just one word to describe it: Swag. 

Footnotes from the museum

this post, composed entirely on my t mobile sidekick, apparently with no punctuation, is to tie up some of the loose ends from my trip to the museum of science and industry with blair hendrix. hmm, i donlt seem to be able to capitalize either.

be that as it may

also in the mythbusters exhibit, i learned that i have no upper body strength, since i was only able to hang from the nice wide novice ledge for four seconds without falling off.

and finally 9i think9, i learned that my reaction time is very slow, because it takes me 0.7 seconds to dodge a bullet. in this case, the bullet was a light flash. after the light flash, a device measures how long it takes you to jump out of the way.

so for now, i know i need to work on upper body strength and reaction time.

if i think of any other fabulous reasons why you should tour chicago with your family and see the last great piece of architecture left over from the worldls fair, i will update again.

until then, loyal readers1

Experimental Post

If you are able to read this on the day that I intend you to, July 5, 2012, first: I hope you had a happy U.S. Independence Day! Secondly, it means that a signal has FINALLY followed my phone into the wilds of Michigan for the first time ever.

Since summer is here, I just wanted you to know that if we are trapped on a desert island and a case of duct tape washes to shore, we CAN in fact build a canoe out of duct tape and escape from the island.

This is according to the Mythbusters exhibit at Chicago's Museum of Science and Industry, which I recently visited with my lovely cousin Blair.

Thick N Quick

"Thick N Quick" is the name of the type of giant yarn with which I learned to make a knit stitch using giant needles.

It also refers to the fact that it took me exactly 34 minutes to reach the "create new post" button on my blog after starting this Dell Inspirion 5315 desktop, so I'll make this fast before it self-destructs.

In short: I have grown very tired of zombies.

I vow not to mention zombies for a few posts. After that last sentence, that is, heheh.

WELL, for my birthday back in May, Jodi sent me a box of "skinny yarn" from Indiana. So...I'm currently working on my first "real" project, a scarf.

Knitting on #9 needles with tiny, tiny thread is a whole different experience than Thick N Quick.

It kind of makes you wonder why anyone would have such a time-consuming, expensive and frustrating hobby.

 Part of my frustration comes from the fact that these particular #9 needles are metal, not plastic.

I will keep you posted on the project's progress.