[Found here, here and here. And then there’ s The Halloween Archive.]
Category: Bizarre
Baaaad Traffic
Okay, that’s enough. I’m gonna floor it in 5…4…3…2…
[Found at VE’s House of Fun. Related Traffic archive here.]
So What Are You Gonna Be For Halloween?
[Planetross found this garden wonder.]
[Update: Plane emailed me and said the title of the post should have read “So What Are You Gonna Be IN for Halloween.”
I responded with “The Little Halloweener.” Any other captions we missed?]
Bite My Hot Links
Anyone paying attention to the ongoing LGF soap opera will appreciate Bite Me Comics. If you’re not, consider yourself fortunate.
Diesel’s book “Mercury Falls” is out on amazon. He’s a funny guy who helped me get my blogging mojo. (More info here.)
The man who saved billions from starvation who you’ve probably never heard of: Norman Borlaug (1914-2009). Related video here (includes some unnessesary foul language from Penn Gillette).
Turning Number 1. I’ve got no clue what this is all about, but it’s yet more propaganda showing that the guy is always the idiot.
Little kids and the marshmallow torture.
Charlie Rose interviews himself and Steve is not happy. [Found here.]
Just click it. Do it. [Tip o’ the tarboosh to Bordm.]
Another TED video by someone I’ve never heard of talks about perceived value.
How not to get killed or maimed on the golf course (tip from Ken A.).
This page is under construction (via The Presurfer).
Granny Annie
That’s Granny Annie, a retired volunteer schoolyard monitor who sends elementary school children to Purgatory for wearing socks with colors that haven’t been approved by the school magistrate.
That was a last minute request from Mrs. Strutts to submit a response to this contest:
Something Went Splat.
All Dinosaurs go to heaven, and there’s teh proof in glorious duotone watercolor. At least they look happy.
It makes me smile, not in the, “Good God am I glad we don’t have to deal with THOSE things,” but in the “Wow. I wish I’d thought of that!” kinda way.
A Giant Cthulhu tentacled thing just throws them all up into the pink vapors without consideration for the various epochs that the various depicted giant lizards lived in. Must have taken a long time, or else The Tentacled Thing compressed millions of years of time before it puked and sent them to kingdom come. Compression of time and space in duotone watercolor.
I love it.
[Found here, same place I found this cool video.]
Another Great Specialty Restaurant
Dang! I can’t even determine the language let alone the Catch of the Day. If I saw this sign I’d pull in and order a bucket with biscuits and coleslaw for takeout.
[Found in here. Here’s the related Food Archive.]
Disturbing Sushi
ChromaMobile Babe Magnet
Norton
Joshua Abraham Norton (c. 1819– January 8, 1880), the self-proclaimed His Imperial Majesty Emperor Norton I, was a celebrated citizen of San Francisco, California, who in 1859 proclaimed himself “Emperor of these United States” and subsequently “Protector of Mexico.”
Born in London, Norton spent most of his early life in South Africa. He emigrated to San Francisco in 1849 after receiving a bequest of $40,000 from his father’s estate. Norton initially made a living as a businessman, but he lost his fortune investing in Peruvian rice.
After losing a lawsuit in which he tried to void his rice contract, Norton left San Francisco. He returned a few years later, apparently mentally unbalanced, claiming to be the emperor of the United States. Although he had no political power, and his influence extended only so far as he was humored by those around him, he was treated deferentially in San Francisco, and currency issued in his name was honored in the establishments he frequented.
Though he was considered insane, or at least highly eccentric, the citizens of San Francisco celebrated his regal presence and his proclamations, most famously, his “order” that the United States Congress be dissolved by force (which Congress and the U.S. Army ignored) and his numerous decrees calling for a bridge and a tunnel to be built across San Francisco Bay.
Tacky Raccoons 