Baked and ornamented by ANNIINA
(Images printed on edible paper, in case you wondered)
I need these in my life.
Baked and ornamented by ANNIINA
(Images printed on edible paper, in case you wondered)
I need these in my life.
Sure Why Not of the Day: The city of St. Louis dedicated the world’s largest chess piece, a king standing 14.5 feet tall and weighing 2,280 lbs., on Monday. The sculpture is located outside the city’s World Chess Hall of Fame.
“This piece serves as a monument to the chess culture we are creating in St. Louis,” said Mike Wilmering, spokesman for the Chess Club and Scholastic Center of St. Louis.
Your move, St. Louis Arch.
[stltoday.]
I lived in St. Louis for six months, how the FUCK did I miss this place?!
Harry Potter and the Order of Phlebotomists
A new blood type test has been developed that takes a page right out of Tom Riddle’s diary. Instead of writing on a page and receiving an answer, blood is washed over the paper and the letter corresponding to the blood type is activated.
Antibodies that are specific to each particular blood type are immobilized on the page, and when blood is washed over them, it sticks. The result is an easy-to-read, foolproof check for hospitals and mobile units.
No word on if it can detect mudblood.
(via Monash University)
Last night I had a dream that I stared in a commercial with Ryan Gosling where we were instructed to make out on camera. Of course, I insisted on a few takes because I wanted to make sure it looked right. This dream made sense to me.
I had another dream where I traveled to the future and had a few adventures, but everything centered around this very strange department store that intentionally shifted on it’s foundations at night. I somehow got stuck in a part of the store that wasn’t going to be used for a few years, and fell into some sort of time sleep. They found me roughly 25 years later, not only alive but un-aged. I returned to the family I was living with before and began my adventures again. This dream made sense to me.
I had another dream where I met Jennifer Lopez and she asked me where Marc (I’m assuming Anthony) was. I told her I wasn’t sure but I’d keep my eyes peeled. This dream made no sense to me.