[From here, here and here. h/t Rightymouse for the skating fun.]
Stray Polyps from the Internest
[Found in here.]
This handsome boy is called a Demodex. Its dimensions are approximately 0.3mm, which means you can’t see it living on your face. Especially on your forehead, nose and chin. He’s always there and it will be that way forever. At night, they vigorously mate on your face and then lay its eggs in the pores of your skin. Funniest thing is that the Demodex have no anal orifice to evict. They accumulate and build up to death bursting with… feces. Right on the face. Sweet dreams everyone!
[Image and caption found here.]
“Yeah he drew a Dog Man comic at the bottom of it too.
You think Harold cares? Harold doesn’t care.
Prob doesn’t even care that he went viral today.”
Found it here, and it made me angry (something similar happened to me when I was around that age) so I decided to do some restoration work and cancel the teacher.
Took me a while and I was happy at the result. Also found out that Dog Man Comics is written by the same guy who did Captain Underpants, and Harold’s been practicing. Check it out:
Nice work, Harold H., wherever you are. Keep it up.
Oh What A Baby, The Tonettes (1958) The Tonettes (aka The Claremonts) started out in the Bronx in 1957. Sisters Diana and Sylvia Sanchez were killing time when their TV crapped out and were harmonizing by the family piano when TV repairman and aspiring music biz impresario Lou Ezzo heard them. He convinced them to cut a demo session in 1957. Classmate Josie Allen completed the trio, and they had some success in the eastern U.S.
He put lipstick on a cat’s butt.
There’s nothing like it… absolutely nothing.
11 on the cute scale. You’ve been warned [via].
The Greatest Hits of Ray & Pete (NSFK, NSFW).
The Hound plays retroclectic music with odd news and commentary. There’s some killer stuff in the archives.
[Top image: The Tonettes, singing in mono, undated.]
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago.
Cajun Country Revival in the Bunny Glade at Pickathon 2012. No idea what “the Bunny Glade” is, but it appears to be somewhere near Portland, Oregon.
The Black Keys are still around, still doing what they’re best at. This is an unusual take on the blues standard Crawlin’ King Snake (first recorded by Big Joe Williams in 1941, but it goes back decades earlier).
When Rivers Meet is a blues/roots rock 4-member “duo” from London. Good tough stuff, they got the edge. Looks like a good band to keep an ear out for.
Gotta wrap it up early but we’ll see you tomorrow for no good reason at all.
[Found here. It’s the work of Eddie Putera.]