Archive for May, 2011

Joplin Tornado Damage

Tuesday, 31 May 2011

[Found here.]

On bonobos and other stuff.

Tuesday, 31 May 2011

The neighborhood kids are never around when the car needs washing. It’s not like I didn’t pay them last time.

Each got a dollar, a beer, and a pack of smokes to split. What more do two 12-year-old boys want?  Their parents were pissed for some reason, so I promised that I’d never offer alcohol in payment again. I mean, come on. It’s not like I gave them copies of  National Geographic with pictures of naked female bonobos for them to fantasize about in the wee hours of the morning.

I get really tired of all the unwritten PC stuff these days; I never know who I might unintentionally offend.

[Image found here]

Memorial Day

Monday, 30 May 2011

And On This Day Awesome Happened.

Sunday, 29 May 2011

[Found here.]

Saturday Matinee Roadtrip – Talking Heads, Beat Farmers, Steve Earle, Bruce Springsteen, Robert Mitchum & the Winter Bros.

Saturday, 28 May 2011

Talking Heads‘ “Road to Nowhere.”

Beat Farmers‘ “Road to Ruin.” These guys were a great bar band.

Steve Earle‘s “Copperhead Road.”

Bruce Stringbean & the E Street Band‘s “Thunder Road,” in 1976.

Roger Mitchum‘s “Ballad of Thunder Road.”

Johnny & Edgar Winter, 2007, with Dylan’s classic “Highway 61 Revisited.”

The cooler’s full, the car’s gassed up, and we’re outta here. Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll see you at the first rest stop after sunup.

The .Gif Friday Post No.177 – Cuckoo Catbox, Laundramat & Flipper

Friday, 27 May 2011

[Found here, here and here.]

3 Dog Nose

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Look like the Devildogs of the Apocalypse to me, or maybe demon owls. Y’all are on yer own with this one.

[Found here.]

Goat Head Jesus Lives

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

No clue here. He’s obviously selling something out of the back of the truck, but I’m not sure I really want to know.

[Found here.]

After The Rapture

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

All I can think of is “that poor damned dog.” Of course, it could be that The Day of Rapture is different for canines, and one day there will be a leash laying on the ground beside a collar while its owner stands there dumbfounded.

[Tip o’ the Tarboosh to CR for the image.]


Monday, 23 May 2011

[Found here.]

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