Month: June 2011

Nice girls can be dirty, too.

[Found here.]

Crumb Sucking 101

She’s about to clean the toaster the easy way by pushing it off the table so that it self-dumps onto the linoleum floor.

[Found here.]

‘Scuse Me, But Haven’t We Met Before?

Dogs crack me up because they’re all jerks. Lovable jerks, for sure, but they’re still idiots, and they have no shame. Dogs just enjoy doing what dogs do.

Simple things amaze them. Every weekday you come home from work, and they’re ecstatic that you were able to find your way back on your own… again. When they hear a siren, they howl to help spread the alarm. Throw a snowball into a drift and they’ll spend 15 minutes looking for it before they realize that they’ve been had, and then they want you to do it again.

But dogs know how to play us as well. Sure Rover is happy to see you, licking your face and all… but he remembers where his tongue was a few minutes before, even if you didn’t see him doing it.

You’ve been Dog Pwnd.

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6 June 1944 – Remember the Sacrifice

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Take Your Best Shot


[Calvin Demarest demonstrates the Massé in 1912. He went schizo a few years later.]

Oh yeah. I remember my best shot. Outside of Houston. Twenties on the rail in a call the shot game, and I had spots. Two spots were sitting in adjacent corners at the end of the table, and a stripe was next to the side pocket. I was blocked for the far corner, my cueball was on the wrong side of the near pocket and against the rail, and I couldn’t bank the corner shot. What could I do?

I did what any bluffer would do. Call both corners.

With my cue in the air, I jammed a Massé shot. Put so much spin on the cue ball that it hopped the rail in front of the side pocket, rode it and spun back down to the table on the other side of the side pocket and caught the side rail. It sunk Spot 1 in the near corner, then shot down the end rail to sink Spot 2. No scratch.

Of course I had to keep a poker face, so I walked to my next shot as if nothing spectacular had happened. Within seconds everyone grabbed their money and went upstairs. Game over.

THAT was my best shot.

Saturday Matinee – Bunk’s Birthday, World’s Fastest Indian, Call Me Al, Steep Canyon Rangers, Sharon Jones & the Dap Kings


Kudos to Amy Oops for this one, even though it’s not my birthday and I’m no one’s bitch, even if I enjoy popping balloons.


World’s fastest Indian. h/t Mongoose

Nice version of this Paul Simon song. h/t AZfederalist

Steve Martin’s Steep Canyon Rangers provide free music for those who are without it. They’re not bad at it, either.

Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings need no explanation. Pure retro soul, and with that, we’re out. Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.

The .Gif Friday Post No.178 – Flipbook, Face Morphs & Flying Pig

[Found here, here and here.]

Humor. It’s All in the Timing

[Found here.]

Mellow Yellow


 

What a fun guy to have around. I’m pretty sure his dad starred in “The Prisoner” TV series as “Rover.”

[Images found here. Click each to enlarge.]