The Week: November 16, 2012

I am ridiculously proud of my friends this week. So many of them are changing the world in wonderful ways (be warned. I’m about to use the CAPS LOCK. A LOT.) Ahem.

My friend Erica is officially a published author, for the second (or is it third?) time. AND HER BOOK IS ALREADY SOLD OUT ON AMAZON.

My pal Will spent last night sleeping on the streets of Philadelphia to raise awareness about homeless teens in his town. He raised $10,000 for the cause. Oh, and yesterday he was also honored as Philly’s Small Business Person of the Year. (Note to self: DO MORE WITH YOUR LIFE.)

And today, the Best (wo)Man from our wedding is graduating from culinary school. A passion that she decided to pursue AFTER SHE GRADUATED LAW SCHOOL (and worked for the Attorney General of Washington state for a few years). #badass

They’re awesome. And I feel absurdly lucky to know them all.

With that, here are this week’s links. Enjoy.

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For seven decades the price of a bottle of Coca-Cola remained the same: a nickel. Here’s why.

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My husband sent me a link to The Hater’s Guide to the Williams and Sonoma Catalog, saying, “I laughed so hard I cried.” So did I.

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And speaking of tears, if any of these Star Wars sequels were actually made, I might cry.

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Tim Flach’s animal portraits are absolutely spell-binding. My favorite might be this oddly proud and utterly naked rooster. (Via my pal Kelsey, who’s a pretty phenomenal photographer in her own right.)

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I’ve already included a scathing review of Guy Fieri’s Time Square restaurant in a previous round-up. But this one from The New York Times takes the cake. It’s so bad, I actually want to visit this place.

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I just found another reason to my love my hometown: The East Wallingford Hot Tub Association (It’s “semi-fictitious.” An adjective which I am totally going to use from now on.)

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Artist Berndnaut Smilde has managed to create clouds indoors. I want to run through one very, very badly.

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There’s poetry in what Google suggests. Literally. (Via the brilliant and oft-poetic Jodi Ettenberg.)

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Really digging the work of hand lettering artist Sean McCabe. And thinking that maybe I need to work on my handwriting, just a weensy bit.

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Amazing. XKCD predicts the year when past historical events and cultural touchstones will no longer personally resonate with the population. By 2019, most Americans will be too young to remember the Challenger explosion. (I think I need to lie down for a moment.)

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Layered Pumpkin Cheesecake with Nutella Swirl. I .. I … (faints)

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I’ll be back on Monday for a short week (next Thursday is Thanksgiving here in the U.S. That’s when we eat football, watch turkey, and give thanks for our catachresis.) Have a great weekend, folks. Do something that would make me proud.