Expecting a post on Rome? So was I. Alas, going through the hundreds (HUNDREDS) of photos is taking far longer than I initially assumed. Curse you, ease and inexpensiveness of digital photography! If this were The Good Old Days I’d have taken 35 photos at most and foisted the least-blurry ones on unsuspecting visitors via scrapbook like a normal person! Also, the crushing weight of reality, with its ‘going to work every day’ and ‘responsibility’ eats up time like nobody’s business. So, rather than nothing, here’s a small bit of something from Brooklyn:
Verily, I shall!
This mannequin is tellin’ all a y’all IT’S SABOTAAAAGE!
No, no, no, no, no. This flavor probably tastes like cheap perfume and fake vanilla, the first of many reasons to not follow the title.
Huh, connecter cable. That’s always useful to have around the house…wait a minute…
*Not to be confused with the upcoming Comic Con, Nerd Central.
This year marked the inaugural East Coast Maker’s Faire. Held for years on the West Coast, the popular gathering combines craft, science, technology and a pretty good sense of humor into a weekend-long event held at the former site of the New York World’s Fair.
These rockets, along with the more famous world’s globe, are remnants of the fair. Nearby sits the Science Center & museum, where shows and performances were held.
I got into the Faire for free volunteering at one of the booths. Baking slowly under a tent after waking early to arrive on time, I met several friends attending and begged them for a caffeinated beverage. They said none were to be had, but there was a lot of paella.
Everyone who passed this tent, myself included, had to say the obvious out loud. That is a lot of paella.
This was one of my favorite setups- a metal rocketship attached to gas piping and a freight lift switch. One press of the satisfyingly large button and WHOOSH! You made FIRE! Some greedy “tween” in sunglasses and backpack kept pressing the button like he owned the thing, despite a line of people (ok, just me and my friends) waiting impatiently behind him. The second we finished he snatched it back. You do not own fire, boy.
While sitting under the tent helping others, I’d periodically have to shout over the quickly rising noise of what sounded like a jet engine warming up. Turns out that wasn’t far from the case. Behold, the Rocket Ponies:
Admittedly they don’t look that exciting when Captain Bored lazily leans against them, but when fired up they whirled around faster and faster propelled by jet until they flew parallel to the ground.
The fellows from Eepy Bird did a live performance of their Mentos and Diet Coke fountain. The second they began a sea of iphones swarmed up before me:
One of the guys running the Life-Sized Mouse Trap next door clambered up the crane for a better view:
There was a giant claw machine operated by a wizard,
A stick-guitar operated by bicycle wheel,
A machine whose speed was determined by your observational distance,
I’ve posted random stuff online for several years and am happy to provide a pleasant visual forum for visitors to oggle. I hope this site offers tidbits of interest to the curious reader, and useful information for the crafty.
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