Cat Painting is kinda “meh” in my book, but this image made me smile. [Found here.]
Catfish
Cat Painting is kinda “meh” in my book, but this image made me smile. [Found here.]
Category: Bizarre
Downtown Dogpatch
It’s Always Something.
So there you are minding your own business at the bottom of the ocean, when some pufferhead stumbles by and completely blows your cover. It’s enough to piss you off.
Well, what can you do? You’re just a kickass bitchin’ mussel-eatin’ limb-regeneratin’ starfish, with no eyes, no ears and no brain, and you crap through your feet. Yeah, run away while I’m talking to you, woosfish. Face it, you can’t even gripe about it because you don’t even have a Facebook account.
Loser.
[Video found here. Crossposted here.]
Vote Like You’ve Never Voted Before.
Tuesday, 8 June 2010, is California’s Primary election. For those of you on the west coast, the ballot initiatives are probably the most important of the mess.
As for me, I’m voting NO on every initiative except for Prop 13. It’s a good measure, and has no opposition. Owners of existing buildings should not be penalized by property tax reassessment for seismic retrofitting.
As for the candidates, Meg Whitman gets my vote for Republican nominee for governator, and conservative Chuck Devore deserves to go to the U.S. Senate. The other candidates for other seats don’t matter much.
Now, Steve Rocco is another story. I’m tempted to vote for him just for the hell of it because he pissed so many people off. Here’s a guy who was elected to the board of the Orange Unified School District without even campaigning. He beat out the other contenders with a pair of nothing, and once elected, it took weeks for the OUSD to find out who and where he was. He’s a bizarre dark stocking cap with black sunglasses who’s full of conspiracy theories, and was arrested for supposedly stealing a half-empty bottle of catsup from an OUSD cafeteria. Now he’s running for Public Administrator.
Sounds like a great candidate. Write in Bunk Strutts instead.
Show Us Your War Face
That’s Maori Priest Irrarangi Tiakiawa, keeper of secret Maori martial arts techniques, including death strokes:
“I think this (death point striking) art should die. It is too evil for today’s society. I once witnessed my grandfather having an argument with another man and the other man was in the wrong, so my grandfather just got up and struck him with one finger to one point and the man died… “
The interview is interesting, and includes what to do if confronted by a Maori showing his war face:
1. Stand still. If you run you’re gonna get hurt.
2. The warrior will likely throw something down in front of you. If you don’t pick it up and hand it back to him you’re gonna get hurt.
3. Don’t fight. If you do you’re gonna get killed.
Fortunately, you’re unlikely to encounter a Maori warrior unless you’re in New Zealand, but now you know how to react without bleeding– much.
[Crossposted here a while back.]
The .Gif Friday Post No. 130 – Golfball, Catlap, Blamegame
Oh. I understand now.
Avatarize This.
This is what happens when you have too much time on your hands and you click on this and upload an image of a raccoon. It’s either an Avacoon or a Raccotar, but either way it has an uncanny resemblance to yours truly.
When you run out of important things to do, go play with it and email me your own creation(s) for a future post, the more outrageous the better.
[Avatarization from here, via Ms. Cellanea. Send submissions to BunkStrutts at Verizon dot net. Deadline for submissions is midnight, 7 June 2010.]
Bertha Dlugi’s Contribution to the World
Bertha Dlugi’s invention, patented in 1959, was intended for parakeets and other birds that are allowed to fly freely about the house. “It is … a general object of the present invention to provide a garment to be worn by birds for receiving their excremental discharge to prevent it from being deposited on household furnishings when the bird is at liberty in the home and thereby avoid the consequent unsanitary condition.”
Saturday Matinee – Hambone & Hoodlin’, John Mayall & Captain Beefheart
“Learn that you’ll be goodndave.” Now google “eefing.”
Although Jimmy Riddle was one of the last great Eeefers, the Nashville R&B TV show “Night Train” once featured Joe Perkins‘ “Little Eeefin’ Annie.” Jimmy Riddle was the background “eeefer,” and Perkins lip synched it.
Later on, Jimmy Riddle explained it. [Related post, featuring the Hambone Boys, here.] Now, let’s clear the air a tad, with this:
Yep, that’s the great John Mayall. He kicks it at about 1:50 in. Not exactly hambone or hoodlin’ but he’s got it down. Have a great weekend, folks, see you tomorrow.
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Whoa, hold the presses. Just found this excellent clip of Captain Beefheart’s venture into R&B. Now we’re rollin’. Dim the lights, last song, slow dance, ladies’ choice.
Tacky Raccoons 