I think it’s photoshopped.
[Found here.]
Category: Cool
Frank Tends The Machine
For those of you who have never run across the artwork of Jim Woodring, you’re missing out on some of the most surreal (and sometimes disturbing) pen and inkwork that I’ve seen. Woodring based a lot of his subject matter on hallucinations he had as a child, and decided to record them on paper.
His most recognizable character is Frank, a good guy who goes on bizarre adventures, often accompanied by Madame Pupshaw (sort of a cat) and Pushpaw (sort of a dog). None of the characters speak.
We’ve posted some of Woodring’s work previously. He did me a nice favor once, so I don’t mind suggesting that you visit his store for unusual gifts for the hard to get folk.
[Crossposted here.]
Owen Godwin’s Contribution To The World
“Owen Godwin—Big Game Hunter, World Traveler, Author and Lecturer—with a walrus trophy taken while on an Arctic hunting trip with Eskimos. The walrus weighed over 3,000 pounds. Photographed at his GATORLAND ZOO between Orlando and Kissimmee, Florida on U.S. 17, 92 and 441.”
[Found here.]
Colonel Sanders – South of the Border
Strider’s got an awesome collection of crappy album covers, but he’s outdone himself. He’s got embedded audio for this gem, and one for the Michelin Man Record, both side by side on the same crappy post! Pure awesome.
Saturday Matinee – Bath Cruise, Justin Wilson’s Gumbo, Mulates, Freddie King & Gatemouth Brown, T-Bone Walker
High speed camera cruise through the Bath England train station [via Miss Cellanea].
The late Justin Wilson was a national treasure, I gar-on-tee. I got ticked off today at a restaurant in Santa Barbara called “The Cajun Kitchen.” I ordered red beans and rice, and got a plateful of pinto bean mud on ricepaste with cornbread. No class.
Cajun music, live from Mulates, Beaux Bridge, Louisiana.
Freddy King and Clarence Gatemouth Brown, together for a little over a minute.
Whoa! Lookee here! T-Bone Walker, live! Dang, I’ll have to give our crack team of webminers a tip for finding this rare gem.
Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.
The .Gif Friday Post No. 153 – Gull Win, Cat Fail, Cat Wii, Kermit & Vincent
If I were a goat
[Found in here.]
Another Great Gift Idea: Pure Class
[For the sake of anonymity, we’ve blunked out the eyes in a very amateurish fashion so you don’t accuse us of photoshopoopage… and no, that’s not me.]
Let’s compare these two photos.
The guy on the left is despondent, bummed out about everything in his miserable little life. Stuck with a wardrobe full of green and gray, the person who took the photo had such little respect for him that she deliberately offset the negative karma with her thumb.
Contrast that with the photo on the right.
The guy on the right is obviously very successful and satisfied with his lot in life, and enjoys it immensely. And he has an adult beverage camouflaged as coffee when it’s intuitively obvious to the casual observer that it’s a cup full o’ jack.
Why are we posting such an incredible story of success here? Because you too can become successful, and it’s also the start of the holiday season.
Click on either of the images above and they’ll take you to a CafePress store where you can purchase lots of wonderful things. We don’t make any money on the sales, but a percentage of the sales price goes directly to charity.
When you place your orders, tell Christopher Y. that Bunk sent you, and I bet you’ll get a discount.
If you don’t see what you want, lemme know in the comments and we’ll respond. If you need a custom design, we can do it with short notice.
And there was something else I was gonna say about being an amateur blogwhore, but I lost my train of thought…
[Update– Czech out Amy’s Store, too.]
Giant Woolly Llammoth
Brick’s Spider
Bugs I can do…spiders…not so much.
Damn near wrecked my car once on I-81. Flipped down the sun visor and a big-ass spider, about the size of a manhole cover drops down about 6 inches in front of my face and just hangs there swinging ever so slightly on his 200 lb. shock cord, about as thick as my thumb. We were eye-to-eye and even with my sun-glasses on, he had me outnumbered 2 to 1. It was so big it completely blocked my view through the windshield. I think I blacked out for a moment because the next thing I remember I was off the side of the road, trying to get out of my car, with my seat-belt still hooked in.
I noticed my sunroof was open, and off to the side of the road something caught my eye. I saw what I thought looked like a deer being dragged through heavy brush with a similar colored shock cord with 2 big puncture wounds on his neck…and a hairy leg as big around as a telephone pole disappearing into the thickets.
It’s a good thing too, because if I’d have gotten out of my seat belt, that spider would have got a whoopin’ to end all whoopins.
[Image from here. Awesome story via Brick. Crossposted here.]
Tacky Raccoons 