The Uyuni Salt Flats: Where Land is Indistinguishable from Sky. Video at the link
It's Just Like Hogwarts! What makes Gothic architecture so magical?
Christ Church Hall at Oxford
The Spy Among Us A transcript of Steve Kroft's piece on 60 Minutes. Jack Barsky held a job at some of the top corporations in the U.S. and lived a seemingly normal life -- all while spying for the Soviet Union. So how did he quit the KGB without getting killed?
Barsky said: "There's three things I tell people that the Russians were afraid of. AIDS, Jewish people and Ronald Reagan."
He wrote them a letter saying he had AIDS and the only place he could get treatment was in the U.S. And then the FBI moved next door.
They are in such demand that there is a black market where you can buy and sell them for double or triple their face value depending on the bill’s condition. Everyone wants them. Some stores have them on display underneath glass and discretely operate exchanges.
“They bring us good luck. If you keep a $2 bill with you it will bring more money,”
How to Drink Like a Saint With moderation, gratitude, memory, merriment and ritual.
“What happens is that during a particular time of the year, particularly in May and August, young spiders in the Outback somewhere throw these threads of spiderwebs up in the air and use them as a parachute to detach themselves from the ground and move in large colonies through the sky,” Mr Basterfield explained.
“They fly through the sky and then we see these falls of spider webs that look almost as if it’s snowing.
In the Atlantic. The Wedding Sting When a police department lured all the drug dealers to one big party.
By 9:00 p.m. the party was in full swing, but behind the scenes was pure tension: Sweaty hands gripped weapons. Synchronized watches were checked. The band knew it was time to give the signal and began to play the song: “I Fought The Law (and the Law Won).”Posted by Jill Fallon at May 15, 2015 2:40 PM | Permalink
Williams reached into her garter and felt for her revolver. Shooter jumped onto the stage, and grabbed the mic.
“Let’s have some fun,” he shouted. “Everybody here that’s a cop, stand up!”
A dozen undercover officers rose to their feet as uniformed detectives burst through the door.
“Okay!” Shooter yelled. “All the rest of you motherf***** put your hands on the table, because you’re under arrest! This is a bust!”