U.S. Senators crack me up. Thank god they’re in office so that we don’t have to think for ourselves. Betcha can’t name the four in the photo. Betcha can’t.
[Found here.]
Month: April 2009
Dork Glasses
Easter
Saturday Matinee – Charlie, Ramones, Chantays, Dale, Vaughan
Charlie the Unicorn 3 has prolly been around for a bit.
[Found at Miss Cellania’s Blog ‘o Fury.]
Gotta clean the palate after that one. Hey Ho! Let’s Go!
The Chantays rocked on The Lawrence Welk Show in 1963.
Dick Dale and Stevie Ray Vaughan play “Pipeline.”
Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble play Hendrix.
The .gif Friday Post No.75 – YupYipPeep
YupYupYupYup
Yip Yip Yip Yip
Peep… Peep… Peep… Peep
Easter Bunny knows.
Another Great Gift Idea- Gummy Haggis
The Calvinball Sports Complex
Hobbesville, North Carolina (Strutts News Services) – The importance of the coin toss increases a googlefold in the Calvinball Arena, but is negated by the hydraulics that control the field allowing line judges to place competing bets while manipulating field conditions, including windstorms and artificial rain. All players may or may not be line judges, and there may be as many line judges as players, including none. Every player is a referee and may interpret any other referee’s call while placing bets with the line judges. Video review is frequently used for re-interpretation of The Rules without stopping play.
For more on Calvinball, Mentalfloss has a pretty good description with links.
[Image from here.]
When I was a boy…
It’s got a zip code, ergo post 1963.
[Undoctored image found here.]
[Kinda Related Story: If you don’t believe this, you can verify it for yourself. In the google box, type in google trends. When the new box opens, type in Chuck Norris, boobs.
Also, except for understandable spikes in early November 2008 and late January 2009, The Little Mermaid consistently kicks Obama‘s ass. Analyze the data as you see fit.]
Urban Hunting
People like Mr. Beasley amaze me. Here’s a guy who grew up in the poverty-stricken rural south who knows more about basic survival than almost anyone reading this post. He’s carved himself a niche, trapping urban raccoons, cleaning them, and selling them to folks who enjoy this delicacy — IN DETROIT!
“Coon or rabbit. God put them there to eat. When men get hold of animals he blows them up and then he blows up. Fill ’em so full of chemicals and steroids it ruins the people. It makes them sick. Like the pigs on the farm. They’s 3 months old and weighing 400 pounds. They’s all blowed up. And the chil’ren who eat it, they’s all blowed up. Don’t make no sense.”
–Glemie Beasley, Urban Hunter.
I don’t agree with his argument against raising corn-fed animals to butcher, but consider this: If all of a sudden there was no food at the grocery stores and money became worthless, how would you feed your family?
You’d do it just like Glemie Beasley does it… or starve.
The video is interesting, but the “host” is a smarmy condescending dorkboy with a “soul patch” under his lower lip.
Finest point about capturing and butchering game such as possum and raccoon is to leave a paw on, so that folks can tell you’re not selling dog or cat carcasses. The video is graphic in as much as a cooking show shows a skinned chicken; but it also instructs on how to prepare small game carcasses.
[Full story with video here. Related stuff: I mentioned before that James Burke’s Part 3 of Episode 1 of his excellent Connections series is a must see. Be patient until 4:30- that’s where the meat is.]
Tacky Raccoons 