Frome.

It’s been a week! A handful of goodbyes:

Homestuck came back, and then it went away forever.

Arden Cho is leaving Teen Wolf. Also her name is an anagram for “Anchored.” Neat.

After 57 years, Prince left the world better than it was when he arrived.

Speaking of national heroes:

Harriet Tubman is slated to appear on the new U.S. 20 dollar bill.

Beyoncé is making Lemonade and everyone is lining up for a dixie cup.

Adaptations are still going strong:

Ghost in the Shell casting so white it might actually be about a ghost.

The Jungle Book is a movie based on a book based on the jungle.

Not this one. (via @chicagohistorymuseum)

And finally, these:

Coachella happened and the people who were there will never forget it.

The 1990s happened and the people who were there will never let you forget it.

Clouds: it’s fog in the sky.

Some blogs:

A-na5 (@a-na5): Like M.C. Escher meets Atari’s Tempest.

Headless Women of Hollywood (@headlesswomenofhollywood): Dismantling the guillotine of objectification.

Check please (@omgcheckplease): A song of Hockey and Friendship.

When you think about it, there is a great deal out there that we can’t see.

Our eyes only respond to a very narrow range of electromagnetic radiation. The following diagram demonstrates just how narrow our range of vision compared to the overall electromagnetic spectrum.

So we can’t see anything that generates or reflects wavelengths equal to or longer than infrared, as the following image demonstrates. Even the Hubble Space Telescope can’t see the distant infrared galaxy that the Spitzer Space Telescope can see with its infrared sensors.