A dino making kit.

Around here we get weekly garbage and fortnightly recycling collection. The recycling bins are bigger and have a bright yellow lid (the ones shown above are for regular garbage).

Most people seem to remember it is garbage day when they see their neighbours’ bins out. I know this because I play a game every over week to look for the biggest cluster of houses that put out their recycling bins on the wrong week. This week I saw 7. It was actually a group of 9, with two houses in the middle of the group knowing it was not the right week.

I was thinking it would be fun to stake-out the houses and see who the garbage trend-setter is. Who is the person that is incorrect but the Alpha Garbologist of their neighbourhood? Or maybe people just see a recycling bin and put theirs out thinking they’d rather be wrong than miss a cycle and have it pile up for another fortnight.

This is the kind of groundbreaking investigative journalism I’d do if I were working in the news media.

In my advice on how to write an episode of Fringe last week I joked that Peter would use the Fibonacci sequence to explain something to Olivia. Well, it actually happened in this week’s episode. Walter had been storing secrets in safety deposit boxes numbered with elements from the sequence.

For a few moments I basked in the glory of being spot-on the money (despite it being obvious that they would go there eventually). Then I did a little research and it turns out that the creators have been using the Fibonacci sequence since the beginning, both in the marketing materials and in viral stuff like the 1.61803398874989484820458683436563811.com website. Walter even mumbled the sequence in an earlier episode.

Now I’m beginning to wonder if I knew this all along and just conveniently forgot it. Or maybe I’ve pulled the memories from a future self using “fringe science”. Where is Walter when you need him?

Serena van der Woodsen, Upper East Side socialite, taken by Aaron Rose, artist (but we all know he’s a slimy asshole who will break Serena’s heart). How cool is it that The CW releases the work as if it is real?

I find it weird that Serena/Blake can look great in photographs but all wrong when in motion. Conversely, Blair/Leighton usually looks bad in photographs but there is something about her in motion that is impossible to capture. Seriously, the actor deserves an Oscar for her ability to use her face/eyebrows/mouth/nose to convey a mixture of anger, exasperation, dismissal, conceit, superiority and, above all, vulnerability.

Gossip Girl is the Shakespeare of our time. “Okay, wait, pause”, that doesn’t really make sense. It’s like a Jane Austen novel written via TXT. It’s Swan Lake performed in a Jamba Juice. Whatever.