The Fredösphere

I have a note here that says "google caffeinated soap."  I'm not sure what that means, but I better do what it says ... [sound of furious typing] ... well, bless my boots, the stuff exists!

Engraved with a glorious "C" for Caffeine, scented with peppermint oil and infused with caffeine anhydrous, each caffeine soap bar contains approximately 15 servings per bar with 250 milligrams of caffeine per serving. No, we're not kidding and no you don't eat it. The caffeinated soap is absorbed through the skin.

Continuing this theme of personal hygiene, I see "the most important collegiate a cappella album to be released in a decade" includes the song Everyone Pees in the Shower.

The iPod-compatible jeans would be noteworthy on their own, but when the news article mentions "joystick remote control built into the watch pocket," it catches my attention, for reasons I don't completely understand.

Roger Bourland's website has the usual composer stuff:  mp3 files of his music and a smartly-written blog, with more analysis of the Rufus Wainwright œuvre than most people really need.  It's the navigational system that blows your mind:  pure animation fluff, but still, wow.

Here's your retro-futurism fix:  the Brussels Atomium has reopened.  Like the Eiffel Tower, the goofy tinker-toid monument is a temporary structure that they never got around to dismantling.

Now we know why the big orchestras won't attract the young audiences:  they're using these things.