Photo by Ernest Withers, Overpark Zoo, Memphis, Tennessee, 1950’s.
I don’t recall having seen that particular image, but once I tracked down the source, it blew me away. Withers was not only a prolific photographer of the 50’s and 60’s, he captured some of the most iconic images of of his time. Check it out.
[Cropped image received via email, original posted above.
Hat tip AlanU.]
[Found here.]
With a cast iron frame designed to be screwed down to the desktop, this machine eliminated the need for whittling and sanding pencils, and saved businesses countless hours in lost productivity.
It’s called a “Planetary Pencil Sharpener” because it relies on planetary gears revolving around a sun gear, and all are held in place with a ring gear.
Spirograph worked on the same basic principal, but it sure as hell couldn’t sharpen a pencil.
Bear. Stop it. Stop it, Bear. Why are you breaking my kayak? Bear doesn’t speak English. Someone needs to add an instrumental background soundtrack with a heavy walking bass line to this.
This is so wrong. Chuck Berry sings Death Metal.
Regis Philbin and Cathy Lee interview The Ramones [1988].
Charles Schulz disliked the name “Peanuts”.
Nice catch… using Barbie Gear.
Top image is not a photoshop. Check it out here [via].
Louis Jordan‘s “Let The Good Times Roll” is a bonafide 1940s classic and features some nice legs, too.
Little Walter reinvented blues harmonica in the 1950s. Read more about him here. (Guess where James Cotton & Magic Dick Salwitz got their licks?)
Charles Edward Anderson is a legend, made a name for himself by transforming traditional blues into what’s now considered classic Rock-N-Roll, and he did it by electrifying it and changing the tempo. That’s not news to anyone, but it was news to me when he released his best album, “London Berry Blues” in October 1972 and played T-Bone Walker‘s “Mean ‘Ol World” straight up. Yep, I’m talking about Chuck Berry.
Have a great weekend, folks, and remember that Gun-Free Zones only assist those deviants who choose to commit atrocities because they know that no one is able to shoot back.
Trapped for 50 minutes and 8 miles before I escaped and went home. I hate you jerks who can’t drive on the 405. I really do.
[Image found here.]
You’ll get a pounding headache on this one, unless you do this:
[Images found here and here. And BTW, I always hated this ride. I’d rather puke once on a Tilt-A-Whirl and be done with it.]
[Pure awsome Big Daddy Roth Ring found here. Related post here.]
Tacky Raccoons 