In case you were wondering what space tastes like when fermented with your favorite varietal, you’ll be eager to try Meterorito, a Cabernet Sauvignon infused with a piece of 4.5 billion-year-old meteor rock. Winemaker Ian Hutcheon procured the meteor, which is believed to have crashed into the desert in Chile 6,000 years ago, from an American collector. Hutcheon claims that the meteor makes the flavors “livelier” and “more potent.” When you sip a glass of this wine, you’ll be “drinking elements from the birth of the solar system,” he says. Yes, please. I’ll take a case. Is that a nose of Jupiter I detect on my palate, with a hint of Mars, and a base note of the Big Bang? [Oddity Central]
The only time it’s acceptable to have a sharp object this close to your wrist is if you’re wearing this steampunk scissor bracelet. Handmade and finished in beautiful bronze or silver ox, you’ll make a statement with a lovely pair of antique shears wrapped around your wrist. And as a bonus, you’ll always have a deadly weapon on you should you need one.
Meet Jemima Packington, a woman who divines the future using asparagus. The world’s only “Asparamancer” (as she calls herself), she casts the spears in the air and reads the shapes they form when they land. She been reading asparagus since she was a little girl and claims to have been making accurate predictions about such things as the royal family and politics. “It might sound silly to some people but my readings are very accurate. I have been doing readings using asparagus since I was eight years old. My great aunt read tea leaves and I have inherited her gift,” Jemima says. Sure, why not? If you can do it with tea leaves, you can do it with vegetables. I want to believe in her powers, really I do, but she predicts that Europe will not have a hard time with frost and snow, just a windy time. Last time I checked, Europe was going through a deep freeze. Alas, the asparagus spears have failed her this time. But fret not, the Asparamancer will have a chance to redeem herself when she appears at the British Asparagus Festival in April, where she’s bound to predict that all attendees will have strange smelling pee. [Dlisted]
Magazine 13 rounded up some of the most awkward books ever. Like Down Home Gynecology. Oh no. Please don’t tell me. I don’t even want to know. Check out a few of the titles we can’t believe actually exist.
I was a skeptic about the idea of virtual kissing to begin with. But where to start with the Kissenger, the robot that replicates kissing between long distance lovers? The cheesy production of the video with the bad club music? Or the fact that it is a pig? Or that it oinks while smooching? Let’s not try to put lipstick on a pig (pun intended). If romance was the goal, the Kissenger missed the mark. I say we need to stop trying to invent a virtual kiss when real ones are still so good. [Oddity Central]