…in abundance.

i love skype.

“Any hot girl who can aim a camera thinks she’s a photographer….”
— Stewie on girl-photographers, Family Guy.

Hahahahahahahha.

Take up a new sport.

Rules of game:
No sports attire required, stay at your desk and remain seated. Find a partner, preferably someone you’d like to strangle. Preferred setting: your office. And let the game begins…

Balls are available for purchase at $2.57 each.

A couple in New York decides to paint their desires and sell them at the market price of the painted items. A painting of an iPhone there cost $649.17. “Buffalo wings” are already sold for $12.70. Good to note that “Sleep” is free.

And omg, they are the guys behind nycgarbage.com (that literally sells garbage in acrylic cubes, in the name or art). I think novelty has it’s limits and painting desires is little over-stretching it.

Courtesy of Blankanvas.

I love my bread toasted, and I’ll love it more customized.
Toast to Zuse!
Canon who?

Via slashfood.

This is dead similar to the voodoo kitchen I posted couple of weeks back. And the season of giving things-that-you-want-but-they-don’t-need is coming, so round up your wish list people!

Via popgadget

Not too long ago I posted about Chatuchak’s junkie jewels, here’s a more tasteful, statuesque tissue holder for that art fart in you.

And I must say it’s really one of those ‘stuff that you don’t need but really really want‘.

Talking about carving out your cravings, in all its senses!

A couple down at Craftster.org has taken it upon themselves to cut down the portions of those happy meals, literally!, into a tray-size of a Splenda (our equivalent of an Equal sachet).

Time taken to grill that patty: a FEW seconds (ikidyounot!)
Oh ‘Mini-Oreos’ is so yesterday.

It’s the flu season but hey, why not embrace it the art fart way.

Some of Chatuchak’s hidden treasures, Bangkok.