Better get him re-gruntled pronto.
[Found here.]
I was informed about a cool site called “MapCrunch” that takes you to a random Google Maps Street View Image with a single click ‘o the mouse, so I took it for a quick spin.
I ended up traveling North on the Bumthang-Ura Highway in Bhutan and decided to see what was around the corner. (Click on any image below for detail.)
Looks pretty, clean and quiet, paved road, dogs, no graffiti and snakes on the roof. Yeah, I could live there, and what could be better than living in the sticks and having a King named Jigme Wangchuck?
[h/t Baffled Baboon]
Yep. There they are.
Hayes Carll sounds a lot like what’s his name.
Oh yeah. The great John Prine, who doffed his hat to the late Steve Goodman.
Talk backwards, and have a great weekend, folks.
[Found in here. Click it for full size awesome.]
Resetting this clock to Daylight Savings Time is a pain.
[Found here.]
P.S. Confidential to Tasha: You made my day. I didn’t expect that. Thanks.
I’m guessing they’re wooden, and some appear to be from the 1920s, perhaps earlier.
I don’t know a lot about hats, except that early makers of felt hats used mercury in the process, and the accumulation of that metal in their systems eventually affected their mental stability, resulting in the phrase “Mad as a hatter.”
Originally, cowboy hats and others were functional rather than a fashion statement. Brims were flat, designed to shade the sun and drain the rain, but once movies came about, the sides of the brims were turned up to show the actor’s faces. I suppose the crease in the top kept water from flowing off the sides and toward the back.
The side “dent” is a mystery, unless it was where a man grabbed it just before saying,
“Well, helloooo, ladies.”
[Found in here.]