Indiana, Enjoy Your Final Two Years Of “Tax-Free” Amazon Purchases – Well, crap. I’ve looked at the Amazon help pages, and it looks like this is going to be added to all orders being shipped to Indiana. So even though I don’t live there, I’ll be paying tax to send gifts to my family. BOOOOO!

Super simple travel mug – But a canning jar offers next to no insulation for your hands. So it’s not a travel mug, is it? Let’s be honest: IT’S A SIPPY CUP.

FBI: Missing teacher search draws tips, no answers | ajc.com – I know some people are weirded out by the fact that I upload my location to the Internet while I’m running, but things like this are why. I’m willing to trade a little privacy for the safety of knowing that the Snook can always find me if I get into trouble.

Magic of Roald Dahl Celebrated on UK Stamps – I got a quote and mention at the bottom of this article!

Yesterday I survived my first ever rides to and from work on Tiffany. I spent some time working out a route that would avoid major roads and traffic. In the morning, I ended up cutting through Redfern to get to the Bourke Street Cycleway. Man, that thing is NICE! Separated bike lane all the way to work. Then in the evening, I cut across the CBD to meet up with the Snook and ride home via Darling Harbour. The worst part was the three blocks on Park Street between Elizabeth and George. I ended up getting off and just walking through that bit. (Too many pedestrians; too much traffic.) Both routes ended up being about 5K, so I did 10K total for the day. And I did a Spudds class too at lunch! FIT KRIS IS FIT.

Stuffed Hobbes (with pattern) – I need to make this for all my nieces and nephews, and for the Snook, and for myself.

Crocheted Cyclops Costume – That. Is. Awesome.

Rainbow eucalyptus – Wow, pretty!

The Friday Podcast: Who Killed Lard? : Planet Money : NPR – I definitely remember reading that passage from “The Jungle” and being grossed out.

On Saturday we went to see The Dresden Dolls at the Enmore Theater. We’d seen Amanda play solo last year at the Opera House, but this was our first introduction to the Dolls. I have to say, I think I prefer the solo stuff. I can appreciate the Dolls in terms of art and musical proficiency, but it just isn’t my favourite style of music. (When they say “punk cabaret,” they mean it. LOUD and CACOPHONOUS.) Still, it was an entertaining show. The highlight was during the encore, when a sweaty bra-wearing person flopped into the seat in front of us in the balcony – AMANDA HERSELF. She then proceeded to sing “Mein Herr” while crawling all over the balcony. At one point some crazed fan jumped on her and gave her a hickey until security pulled her off. It was pretty fun. I managed to get the whole thing on video. (It’s cool; AFP confirmed on Twitter she’s got an open camera/video policy.)

Being grumpy, lazy old people, we arrived late to skip all the opening acts. We did catch the Bedroom Philosopher performing his “Northcote, So Hungover” hit but with substituted lyrics from YouTube. He did it the next night in Melbourne as well, and somebody filmed it. I think his delivery was funnier our night, but we sadly didn’t get Amanda wandering the stage as a bored hipster. 🙂