Orangutan takes photos, shares them on Facebook
Yes, but does it have any idea what the fuck it's doing?
She's like the Ashton Kutcher of the ape world: An orangutan in the Vienna Zoo now has a Facebook fan page to showcase the photos she takes with a digital camera. The orangutan, named Nonja, uses a Samsung ST 1000 point-and-shoot that automatically uploads the photos.
When this post was published, Nonja had over 9,000 "fans" subscribed to her page.
But there's a catch: Coverage of the camera-toting ape in the U.K.'s Daily Mail explains that the camera has been modified to dispense a raisin whenever the shutter button is pushed. So Nonja is evidently more interested in tasty treats than in artistic endeavors.
The non-orangutan version of the Samsung ST 1000 was released this summer (though not in the U.S.) and is equipped with Wi-Fi, Bluetooth, and GPS.
See, it's just posting pictures to Facebook to get raisins!
Except it won't be in a couple weeks, if I keep this up. The more monstrously unreasonable the deadline, the more my lizard brain says, fuck 'em.
Oh yeah, I hear that. The one saving grace I have is that I keep the hard deadline at least a half-day ahead in my head.
Ooh. I think
this
wins at Headline o' the Day:
Jesus Christ dumped from jury pool for disruption
A Birmingham woman who changed her name to Jesus Christ turned up for jury duty and was unsurprisingly crazy. This series of events lead to the best Christmas-time headline we've ever seen.
One of my co-workers was at work on Monday when she got a phone call from one of her neighbors--her house had been broken into. She came back today after getting things worked out.
Bad news: they took all of her flatscreen electronics.
Good news: they skipped over her camera and all of her jewelry (good stuff, with real diamonds) she had sitting out on her dresser.
Better news: one of the idiot teens left behind his cell phone!
What does "Lo Boob Oscillator" mean in English?
Um, none of those words are French.
One of our neighbors apparently just got a big flatscreen TV. I know this because the box was left on the front porch, with the picture and text describing the TV prominantly displayed. I thought, "Showing off much? Also, neighborhood burglars, please stop here."
they want my home and cell phone number. I really don't like giving them out workwise. Certainly not both of them.
Coming in late to say that I am just finished compiling this list of all our employees. We did it so we would actually have emergency contacts--the home phone is to reach employees if something happens like an earthquake to tell them not to come in, and the emergency contact is so we can contact someone if the employee, say, falls down the stairs and has to go to the hospital. Only a select few will have this list.
Heh, megan walker beat me to "none of those words is French."
I just had my #2 most exciting library desk shift ever - got to hold a student's hand as she writhed in pain on the floor and we waited for the ambulance to come. Seven minutes is a looong time when a young person is saying softly, "Can you call them again and ask them to hurry? Please?" My "I am not a doctor" diagnosis would be an ovarian cyst. Poor kid.
Yikes -- poor girl. What was the most exciting?
