ASYLUM

* Of sounds, tubes and Fibonacci juice

Three things:

Yesterday evening, we went to see The Gas Organ, which is a sort of pipe organ created by shoving the end of a lit propane torch into a long perspex pipe. Several of these, plus the radio controller from a model aeroplane, gives you a kind of musical instrument. Well, in theory — musically, I don't think it really worked. As a pleasing device that makes a honking great noise, it was pretty successful.

Later that night, I was drinking some juice at Chez Scary, and noticed the text on the back of the carton included a blackboard on which was the functional definition of the Fibonacci sequence. Purely for pineapple-related reasons, you understand.

Remember this story about a bubble lamp? It's the second ever post on this blog. Today, sitting at my desk at work, I overheard someone recounting the story of it to incredulous colleagues, completely unaware that one of the guys responsible was sitting a row or two across.