Here’s one I bet you can’t guess: whose dual tech is this? Also, what the hell does that mean??

BE CAREFUL though. If you’re boss see’s this, she’s going to think you’re a timecop from the future and will probably attack you on sight. You can take her, just be ready is all I’m saying. RAINBOW TORNADO ATTACK!!!!

[Available, $50.]

FINALLY the sheepy cap-trick is completed.  BEHOLD THE GLORY of this wooly triumvirate.  Except instead of guys who wanna kill each other, these are a fun tippy frame and sheepy shirt, and that sheep friend from before.  Not really the same.  : ?  Bad analogy.  But how does one make a 3-analogy without triumviri?  Hell if I know, Dan Carlin is the only person I’ve ever heard say anything.  : /

[Available, $50.]

Our friends over at the Node (Development’s community site for/by developmental biologists) are running a photo contest (ends Feb 28th) where YOU CAN WIN YOURSELF a chunk of TipArt.  What could be better than that??  Vanquishing your most ancient foe with a glittering feat of televised heroism?  Yes.  : /  Shit, now I can’t think about anything else.  Look alive, enemies.

Awww, look at that cute little fucker.

remember that cartoon the snorks? what are they supposed to be anyways?

TOUCHDOWN!  [I call the 2-2 square! -B]

CHOM PCOHOMC CHOMP

200 years ago Louise was leading a regiment in the Napoleonic wars and fell into one of the wormholes created by the great, great, great grandmother of CERN (Ye Olde CERN, colloquially).  It was a sad occasion for her family, but an even sadder occasion for me because the wormhole dropped her off in my apartment where she immediately chopped off one my legs with her sword.  : [  I begged for mercy and she said that I could keep the rest of my legs if I could produce a watermelon made of tips.  I was immediately heartened because I happened to have just such an artifact IN MY VERY HANDS.  Seeing this, she flew into a rage and destroyed it, claiming me a liar and the debt unpaid.  GREAT.

I told her that there was nothing else I could do and that artifacts like that are only created once every 100,000 yrs.  Then she chopped off my second leg, and after crying a little, I opened my safe and revealed the original artifact (the one she destroyed was a replica) and wept again at it's parting.  Then she put my legs back on and named me the duke of new-otherton, which was pretty much just a slap in the face, cause his castle had sunk to the bottom of the ocean a few years earlier.  I know it's not really my home, and that I've never been there, but I can't shake the feeling that I HAVE TO GO BACK!![SOLD.

[Commission a reproduction for $50.]

Look what I discovered.

Jim Halpert: [dressed as Dwight Schrute] Question: What kind of bear is best?
Dwight Schrute: That’s a ridiculous question.
Jim Halpert: False. Black bear.
Dwight Schrute: That’s debatable. There are basically two schools of thought…
Jim Halpert: Fact: Bears eat beets. Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.