Cleopatra's Lipstick Bugged Her

Cleopatra made her lipstick from crushed beetles, giving it a red pigment and used ground-up ants for the base.

I wonder if the royal dishwasher had problems scrubbing it off the cups?

Jerry, Pay the Man!

Let's get a deal done, Mr. Jones...take off the tag and pay the man.  I know you have to watch the cap, but how often does a talent like this come along?

He needs to be a Cowboy for life.

Seeing Red

The color red does not make bulls go crazy; bulls are color blind. The bull is likely irritated not by the color, but by the cape's movement as the matador whips it around.

I am not an expert on color, but the recent Internet fixation on the color of "the dress" is making me angry as a bull. (If you're not aware of it, good for you, but if you'd like to know, just Google "the dress" and you'll find out.  It's received much more attention than Monica's blue dress. (and you'll need to Google THAT, too, because I'm sure not gonna link to any stories about it.)

It's Vivaldi's Birthday!

In honor of Antonio Vivaldi and his birthday, here's the concerto Spring from his composition The Four Seasons, performed by Julia Fischer accompanied by the Academy of St Martin in the Fields at the National Botanic Garden of Wales. This post is not only to celebrate what is unarguably Vivaldi's best-know composition, but also wishful thinking on my part...seeing as how it's still winter, but that I'm desperately looking forward to springtime.