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Will Occupy Wall Street ‘Like’ Mark Zuckerberg’s Potential $24 Billion IPO Haul?
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Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg delivers a keynote address during the Facebook f8 conference on September 22, 2011 in San Francisco, California.
The Wall Street Journal is reporting that Facebook is considering an IPO in…
Octopus Table
Alex, neatorama.comThis Octopus Table by artist Isaac Krauss is made out of bronze and pure awesomeness. Isaac and his collaborator Alex Friend put 1,500 hours and about $5,000 to build the 8-armed table.
Laughing Squid has more pics: Link | Alex Friend’s …
Spirit Bear
Great Bear Rainforest, British Columbia
Photo: Paul NicklenIn a moss-draped rain forest in British Columbia, towering red cedars live a thousand years, and black bears are born with white fur.
“Paul Nicklen is a master at getting closer. He gets close enough to take this beautiful forest with this beautiful bear, eating a salmon, and make it all come together in a photograph that captures your imagination. I feel like I’m there. I can almost smell that forest, the bear. This is Paul’s home. This looks like a photo he took in his backyard of a dear friend.”
—Chris Johns, Editor in Chief
It’s possible that she was touching herself to keep from dying of hypothermia. Not ruling that out.
Studies show that this audio cannot be heard by 90% this generation due to headphones and earbuds permanently damaging hearing.
Grand Finale of the Day: A bootleg fireworks show goes horribly, horribly right.
(sNSFW, explicit invocation.)
Cities at night, I feel, contain men who cry in their sleep and then say Nothing. It’s nothing. Just sad dreams. Or something like that … Swing low in your weep ship, with your tear scans and your sob probes, and you would mark them. Women-and they can be wives, lovers, gaunt muses, fat nurses, obsessions, devourers, exes, nemeses-will wake and turn to these men and ask, with female need-to-know, “What is it?” And the men say, “Nothing. No it isn’t anything really. Just sad dreams.
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