When the seasons change and the sun shifts, it can cause magical, weird things to happen.

I love bizarre art the best. And I may need to add this to my to-do list for my next trip to New York.

Sex Advice from a 98-Year-Old. Confidential to Esquire: when you do that shitty thing where a person tries to copy and paste text or a title from your site elsewhere, and suddenly a bunch of attribution information shows up, it makes people hate you when they just wanted to direct people to your content. Stop it.

The origins of common user interface symbols. The best part? The @ symbol has been known as the snail (in France and Italy), the little mouse (in China), and the monkey’s tail (Germany). It also has a thoroughly legit history in accounting.

Wonder and Risk takes a trip to LA – and the swirling world of memory – in Comedy Nerd Road Trip: LA, Mr. Show (1998). It includes an embedded clip of the Altered States of Drugachusetts. Just go.

Florida’s fucked, you guys, and it has always been so. This shit isn’t new. It’s just documented in new ways that make patterns clearer.

“A former nurse, art collector and curator, Elinor Wrobel recovered the collection from a musty attic crawling with cockroaches and fought tooth and nail for the specimens to be restored and exhibited to the public. Several times, hospital administrators have sought to transfer the specimens elsewhere, or convert the museum into office spaces, but so far Wrobel has prevailed. She believes the hundreds of unique anatomical specimens from people dating back to the 1890s are not only an important resource for medical students, but also a ‘beautiful’ reminder of our own mortality.” I guess I need to start a Must See in Australia list, to complement my Must See in New York, Paris, Berlin, Japan, and LA lists.

(Yes, these are all real things on my phone. If this surprises you, you are clearly not one of my listmaking kind.)

P.S. If you’re into this kind of thing too, visit the Harvard Museum of Natural History to see their collection of tapeworms of the Beacon Hill elite, circa the late 1800s. You can also touch a dinosaur bone and see glass flowers so perfect and intricate that you wouldn’t be surprised to find they were created with magic.

I’ve been a lover and collector of small details for as long as I can remember, and recently it’s been blending with my education as a usability nerd too. If any of this sound like you, you might swoon for Little Big Details as much as I do.