Nice groove: The Gaylads‘ 1967 rocksteady version of The Sounds of Silence.
This source states that wombats poop bricks.
This source explains how and why wombats poop bricks.
This source explains what wombats’ poop bricks are used for.
Art. It’s sometimes a misnomer.
“What do you think of Bernie’s tax plan?” These students like it .
[Top image: Animated .gif of Frederica Wilson’s hats.]
The Blasters. I saw them in the early 1980s at The Whiskey. They opened for The Fabulous Thunderbirds, who opened for some other band. Those two bands left little else to say, and I honestly can’t remember who the headliner was.
[Image found here.]
Got a notice this week from the gas company. For the past two months we’ve used 9% less gas than our most energy efficient neighbors, so tomorrow we’re going to wash the dishes, do laundry, heat the house to comfortable degrees Fahrenheit and break the streak. May we refuse to participate in the divisive shaming of our neighbors on behalf of the anthropological global warming fascists, and let’s work to make Greenland green again.
Maybe sea levels are rising and falling because the tectonic plates don’t sit still.
I never forget a face, and I wouldn’t know if I did.
I’m over 8-1/2 in dog years but I went to elementary school with a girl whose birthday is February 29. She’s as old as I am, and she just turned 15 a few months ago. Go figger.
About goose eggs [SFK, SFW].
About butt-dialing [SFK, SFW].
About voice-overs [NSFK, NSFW].
In mathematics, rules may be tossed to the wind when you employ one or more of these time-tested proofs., but they also work for any serious discussion on any topic. Related stuff was posted a few months ago:
Schopenhauer’s 38 ways to win an argument exposed underhanded and dishonest tactics in The Art of Being Right (1831). Intended as acerbic snark, how many have you seen used in modern political discourse?
Beware of The Nanny/Caregiver Scam.
Here’s an interesting (yet incomplete) timeline of events relevant to slavery.
Is the end of Moore’s Law coming soon?
British author Naomi Jacobs was 32 when she woke up with a rare form of amnesia. She thought she was still 15, even forgetting she had a son. Her memory came back gradually over eight months or so. Story here [via here]. Not sure if it’s a hoax/fraud to sell a book, but it’s an interesting story.
[Top image: “Woman In Thought” 1958. Sculpted from leftover sewer pipe clay and vitrified. That and more sewer pipe vitrified clay sculptures here.]
Kirsten Lepore‘s animated short “Bottle” won awards.
Sid Laverents played the classic song “Nola,” written in 1915 by pianist Felix Arndt (author of many player piano rolls). Laverents 1970 short film film Multiple SIDosis is one of the few amateur films to have been selected for inclusion in the National Film Registry [h/t wheels].
BTW, Newark Athelete (1891) is the oldest film in the NFR and runs about 10 seconds.
Workman on lunch break plays boogie woogie at the Public Piano in St Pancras Station, London. Some think he was just a plant in a public works suit, but so what. It’s all entertainment.
Commander Cody‘s vintage 1977 cover of Bradley & McKinley’s 1940 classic “Beat Me Daddy, Eight to the Bar.” Nicolette Larson was one of the backup singers.
Have a great weekend, folks. We’ll do you proud. Or not.
Apparently that’s Jeanne Carmen.
“As the plump sausages were beginning to brown, there was a knock on the door. Chicago Mob Boss Sam Giancana showed no fear as he turned back the double locks on the heavy steel door of his fortress like home that protected him from the outside world. Sam looked his old friend Johnny Roselli in the eye and invited him in. The men kissed on the cheek, exchanged pleasantries and shared a laugh. Then “Mooney”, as Johnny affectionately called Sam, heard the sausages sizzling in their pan and ran back to the stove to keep them from burning. While he was rolling them over, Johnny quietly crept up behind him and placed the muzzle of a .22 caliber handgun equipped with a silencer at the base of his skull and said “Sam, this is for Marilyn”. Sam hesitated a moment as he tended to the sausages. A split second passed. In that moment, an image of Marilyn Monroe, the quintessential Hollywood Goddess, platinum blond bombshell, orphaned child, cheesecake pin up girl, fantasy lover to thousands of men, supposed tragic suicide victim and lover of President John F. Kennedy and his brother Bobby, filled Sam’s head. Then Johnny pulled the trigger.”
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[Found here.]
Right Click For The Tacky Map!
We’re all Fuldkommen Gak now.
Fight Blogslutting. (Psst. Hey, buddy. Got a Buck 4 a Bunk? A dime a day keeps the meerkats away. Cutesy little standy-uppy weasel-lookin' bastards.)
