Guy Walks Into a Bar - The New Yorker -
So a guy walks into a bar one day and he can’t believe his eyes. There, in the corner, there’s this one-foot-tall man, in a little tuxedo, playing a tiny grand piano.
A spot for Scientific American about brown fat cells that generate heat to burn regular fat cells in the fight against obesity.
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A KING KONG 1933 concept painting depicting the original ending in which Kong escapes from Madison Square Garden. (via @mccrabb_will) (x)
Well, I mean. They’re all the best parts.
One of the big problems I had at the beginning of the movie was I wanted more explanation. How did this happen? I just wanted more info. What was the experience? Where was this train when the Earth froze? Was the train in one spot? Did everyone clamber on at once? My rational mind wanted more clarity. But you bring these things up to Bong, and it almost kind of felt to him like that stuff’s not necessary. He saw a bigger picture. He saw something broader, something more beautiful and artistic than my mind could grasp on paper. And ultimately it did make sense. — SDCC: How Chris Evans Stopped Worrying About Logic And Learned To Love SNOWPIERCER