Month: November 2009

Saturday Matinee: 1967

Classic scene from 1967’s  “The Flim Flam Man,” starring George C. Scott, Michael Sarrazin, and the irascible Slim Pickens. Scott was only 40, and Louis Burton Lindley, Jr. was 48 when this was made.

Where do we go from here? Patton? No. Too obvious, so let’s find something Y’all haven’t heard in a while, also from 1967.

Mannix. What kinda name was that? A very cool one.

Ironsides rocked the courtroom, even before handicapped parking was invented.

The 2nd greatest TV theme song ever. Book ‘im, Danno.

Inane sitcom with a great intro.  Very loosely based upon the great movie “Stalag 17.”

1965’s “Wild Wild West” intro.  So what if it’s not from 1967. The animation, updated during the program, counts big time.  Forget Robert Conrad. The real star was Ross Martin, aka Artemus Gordon.

Best TV theme song ever? This.

The .Gif Friday Post No.104 – Catsup

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[Found here, here, and here. Our complete .gif archive be  here. ]

No. 6

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[Found in here.]

Fuzzy Wuzzy

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Not a photoshop monster: she’s alive. Full story at link.

[Found here via Neatorama.]

“Can you hear me now?”

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“Hang on. I gotta go to the bathroom. It’ll only take 45 minutes so I’m gonna put you on hold. Be right back.”

[Found here.]

Indoctrination is the first step…

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[Found here, crossposted at Amy Oops.]

3,000 COMMENTS! YAY!

Don’t know exactly who did it, but after careful consideration, we’re gonna award the most likely candidate: The lovely and talented Crystal!, known elsewhere as “Summergurly.”

Crystal nailed it with this great comment on this great post:

raccoon-babe-magnet_smoke-a-coke-091010“Ahhhhhh! RUN for your lives! The giant angry insanely freakish wooly bear caterpillars are coming! Head for the hills! Ahhhhh!!!”

Congrats,  Summergurly,  wherever your are. Your knack for commenting surpasses my knack for nought.  Feel free to roll around in your newfound glory, and be sure to brag about it to your peer group. You deserve it almost as much as we do.

Cordially,

Bunk

The Pub of Subsidence

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Beer and ale to the left, white wine’s on your right.

The Glynne Arms in Staffordshire is better known by its nickname the Crooked House. Because of subsidence damage caused by mining, half of the pub leans heavily to one side. Apparently, it can be quite a challenge to rest a beer on the table without spilling it. According to the locals, if after leaving you turn and look at the pub and it appears perfectly normal, you can be sure you’ve overindulged at the bar.

[Photo and quote found in here by way of here.]

Bunk’s Grumpkins 2009

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Dang. Lost my boning knife so I had to wing it with a serrated steak knife instead.  Grumpkin on the right lost an eye due to that unfortunate handicap, but Ms. Spaulding came out better than expected.

Two freestyle grumpkins in 75 minutes is a decent crank, though.