Afromic Bomb

70s fashions were not embarrassing in the least as far as you know, and this dude dusted door jambs.

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Mickey Balloon Nightmare


Comes complete with steel hooks that will rip the flesh off your body while you sleep. Good night, children…
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Mr. Balloonie Dances, Wiggles, and It’s Almost Human.

Yeah, that’ll keep the little bastard occupied for a few seconds.

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Nothing Much Happened Today.

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Summertime, and the Livin’ is Hot Links

Summertime 1936.

Butterfly airport.

Give her my love.”

My Dog Is An Awsome Dog.

Grampa Strutts had one of these. He had one of these, too.

This came up in conversation recently: My Best Shot. I can’t prove it, but it happened.

Since 1997 it’s been the law, but now it’s a crisis. Check this out, & pay close attention to what Border Patrol Agent Chris Cabrera says.

BADASS: What This British Special Forces Sergeant Did To Six Taliban Terrorists Is Incredible (NSFK).

The ancient engineers of Stonehenge and other neolithic sites apparently used the Pythagorean Theorem (a2+ b2= c2) some 2,000 years before Pythagoras was born. Very cool.

Speaking of Stonehenge, here are 20 things that happened to that happened to other bands in real life.

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Saturday Matinee – THE Interview, Pro-Bubbles, The Blues Brothers & Junior Wells with Buddy Guy

I love this interview.

Melody Yang is a Professional Bubbler [via].

Yeah, The Blues Brothers gave it a good cover in 1979, but this one is better. Junior Wells with Buddy Guy at the 1974 Montreux Jazz Festival is nothing less than killer.

Here’s Junior Wells’ original version from 1960.

Have a great weekend, folks, see you back here tomorrow whether you like it or not.

The .Gif Friday Post No. 539 – Elephant Aholes, Collecting Box Tops, & Horsetrap,

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Call it what you want. I call it messin’ with the kid.

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Still Life With Dove

Saw a young dove outside our garage late this afternoon. I think it knows how to fly, it just doesn’t seem to see the importance of it yet.

He/she didn’t seem too bothered by my presence, so I went back inside for my camera. Somehow it managed to make an arrangement of river rocks, a plastic colander and a rubber football in an inverted Rubbermaid trash can lid. I decided to take a pic from another angle, and when I downloaded it I found this:

I pity the cats that mess with this bird.

 

“Hey, Mom. I finally got a girlfriend.”

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