[Found here.]
Bite The Buns
[Found here.]
Category: Bizarre
Fireworks Free Pepsi
Fireworks Green Chili, 522 Franklin Street, Hatch, New Mexico.
Closed permanently and demolished, it was located just south of Grajeda’s Motel.
Rhabdological Hot Links
We’re Gonna Make It, Little Milton (1965) “Born James Milton Campbell on the 7th September 1934 in Inverness, Mississippi. According to some accounts the ‘Little’ handle was used to differentiate him from his father, Big Milton, a farmer and local performer around Greenville, Mississippi.”
Flavor Genie I.
Flavor Genie II.
Killing Wong [via Memo Of The Air].
Why is Canada? [via Thompson, blog].
Louis Wain’s cats [via Everlasting Blört].
Binturongs smell like buttered popcorn.
Hunt’s Pier is over the ocean [h/t Joe J. via Fbook].
BMW self-defense flamethrower [via Bustednuckles].
The Oldest Restaurant in Every State [via Neatorama].
[Top image: Competitor in a pig showing. Story with video here.]
From the Archives: 1 year ago. 5 years ago. 10 years ago. 15 years ago.
The Friday .Gif Post No. 920 – Hyperboloiding, Orange Popper & Poor Google Street View Man
Hell’s Bells
Fishing with Jeff
Speculum Humanae Salvationis, 1400s
Speculum Humanae Salvationis, 1400s
Speculum Humanae Salvationis, German, late 1300s
[Top image found here. The Medieval name for Jeff was Jonah.]
The .Gif Friday Post No. 919 – A Bucketful of Reflex, Zombie Defense & Surfing the Crowd
What a Low Blow
Built by Bohland & Fuchs in 1912, the sub bass uber tuba was nicknamed “Big Carl” and was housed at the offices of Carl Fischer, Inc., New York, NY.
[Top photo from 2014 found here via here; bottom photo and history here.]
UPDATE: Video h/t Corrine L.
Stuff I Do When I’m Bored
El Mundo Futuro de BOIXCAR
[via Google Translate:]
BOIXCAR, the Pop Monarch of Space
It was high time we started to clear their minds of all the false information that the usual official critics have been dumping on their naive minds regarding the comics’ past from this Celtiberian homeland.
To this end, the first guest of the new section […] is the idolized cartoonist of the Spanish comic book of the 1950s, Don Guillermo Sánchez Boix, alias Boixcar.
The most conspicuous representatives of What Good Taste Should Be have heaped various kinds of fame on him, denouncing him as subculturally and aesthetically aberrant. Their hatred has only increased because they know he’s the author of the moral melodramas that you’ve been told are fascist. No, no. Just another lie they’ve fed you. A lifetime of putting up with vocational inquisitors, oh my…
The stigma attached to him, as to his entire generation, is that he worked in the lowest-level media, handling the flesh of cheap comics, extracting their pulp and juice. Precisely what I consider a virtue, as do all of you if you’re people of taste. And being fascist, and pernicious, and practicing uninteresting comics. Pure lies.
[More at the source.]
Tacky Raccoons 