Many sources mis-attribute these sculptures to eccentric Australian Albert (Tapper) Torney, but they’re the work of New Zealander Sandy, who sells plans and displays finished models here.
His process is brilliant, meticulous and it’s pure awesome.
[h/t Nancy H. via email]
His name is pronounced several ways and he was one talented mental case. Yeah, I know. He cut off his left ear and painted his portrait in the mirror, but this sanitizes it a bit.
[Found here, via here. Kinda related posts here.]
Time to make a quick decision.
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WWII in Tennessee [via].
“Free the Glutens. They’ve never had a country of their own.” Nick Clooney won’t sit next to Tom Waits on Letterman.
Dis is da Star Spangled Banner, mon.
Theme touring is a great idea, and these folks call them Pop Scavenger Hunts, like chasing down classic Monopoly gameboard pieces.
In my roadtrip days, I stayed off the Interstate as much as possible and found some fun stuff, like Loretta Lynn’s Country Kitchen and Museum. The food was country fried everything, and the museum was a room that displayed dresses Loretta Lynn wore at the Grand Ol’ Opry.
See Rock City.
See Ruby Falls.
Always stop for pecan logs at Stucky’s.
If you’re heading north or south through Tennessee, don’t miss the Jack Daniels Distillery in Lynchburg. Best tour ever.
Oh man. Not sure if this is bad news, or what.
[Top image: Black Panther‘s little brother found here.]
Powderfinger is one of my favorite Neil Young songs, but this my favorite version.
“Who are we to say the boy’s insane?” – Kinky Friedman on Charles Whitman,
Yeah, Friedman was being sarcastic, and yeah, Whitman was insane. Okay, let’s lighten this up just a tad.
I dare you to watch less than the full clip. Steven Wright is the greatest one-liner comedian since Henny Youngman.
Have a great weekend, folks. We’ll be back tomorrow whether you like it or not.
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“Bob, the copier’s out of toner.”
“Okay. I got it.”
“The copier is out of toner, Bob. Please take care of it.”
“Yeah. I got it.”
“Dammit, Bob, the copier needs more toner.”
“Okay, okay. I got it.”
“Bob, why is there no toner in the copier room?”
“I got it.”
Bob went to lunch and never returned.
Moral of the Story: Don’t piss off Bob, and never try to vacuum spilled toner.
[Found here via here.]