[Flying Pizza Kitty here.]
[DOS scroll from here.]
STAR WARS IV – COMPLETE
Barrack’s “Chickens Have Come Home to Roost!”
OBAMA LAMA BAMA LOO! – Little Richard, ca 1964.
[Last two found here.]
[Update: Original source for the “Cursor Cut” somewhere in here. ]
Click on it. G’head. ‘Sokay.
“Amos Moses” was my favorite Jerry Reed song. My younger sister had the 45rpm record, and I didn’t. (But I knew all the words, and she didn’t.)
Chet Atkins is a treasure, and Jerry Reed was a classic. There’s more of J.R.’s Pickin’ n’ Grinnin’ at RockHoppers. (Dan, you beat me to it!) God bless Jerry.
Here’s Chet Atkins with Suzy Bogguss.
And here’s Suzy Boggus with Chet Atkins.
Bill Melendez. You’ve seen his stuff. You’ve heard his stuff. Seems kinda appropriate that there is no video, and I relive part of my childhood whenever I hear this song.
[Images from No Puedo Creer.]
[Both images from Chiquiworld. Don’t blame him.]
We just found out that today is also “Blog Day.” Well woo freakin’ hoo. Lessee, we got USA, Australia, Canada, England, Netherlands, Russia, Spain and Kentucky all covered. Kind of a big “Duh” there. Many of the blogs that we find interesting are already on our blogroll, and the others that we read frequently are major league babosos that don’t need the advertisement.
In summary:
“ONE TWO THREE KICK, ONE TWO THREE JUMP!”
–Joey Dee & the Starlighters, Live at the Peppermint Lounge
Regarding THIS CHALLENGE, everyone who submitted a .jpg file of a guy pointing directly at the Hi-Def camera during the NY vs. Boston game, 4 July 2008, at Yankee Stadium, won the prize.
Note that everyone who won is named Mik.
Here’s Mik‘s Winning Entry above, but it was not the one I was looking for. Here’s the one I found below:
Since everyone (Mik) who entered emailed me to complain about the time they wasted trying to find the Pointer, I emailed Mik back with a detailed description of his prize:
A Genuine Motile WR30M “Third/Level Waterproof LED Back Light Sportwatch” (sic) made China, including display case and instructions!
Shown at right in its display case on top of tonight’s leftovers, it keeps time, beeps and lights up (as shown below right) and times things once you figger out the directions. It’s apparently a knockoff of something made by Timex, but also something a 10 year old little bastard would prize until he finds out through trial and error that “water-resistant” doesn’t necessarily mean the same thing in Mandarin.
Mik had so much annoying fun with this contest that he’s declined his award (he already has a Chinese “sportwatch”) and is willing to donate it to a future event. Bunk never argues against generosity. Y’all are forewarned. Another competition is in the works. Or not.
[Thanks, Mik!]
Not much explanation is necessary for these, unless you have dirt on the babes that you wanna share.
Miss Darby’s Restaurant.
Miss Arthur Godfrey Road.
Miss Auto Show 1965 is really Miss Van Nuys, standing next to Mr. Scissors who is cutting off the last of her tentacles.
Miss WSTC Alumni 1948.
Miss OCT 60.
Miss Somethingorother 1946, Taylor, Texas. (Standing on stilettos in dirt, her name is Flo Kruger, age 16.)
Miss Lightning-Bolts-Coming-Out-of-Her-Head 1963.
[Images from Square America and here, here & here.]
Deep down, humans are basically herd animals; subconsciously we like to be part of a group. We all want to belong and to be accepted (no matter how bizarre the requirements for joining that group) as part of the herd.
This clip from Alan Funt’s Candid Camera shows this absurd detrimental human trait in action:
[Found at the always excellent Neatorama; Utoobage link here.]
Some of y’all prolly never heard of the Rutles, and for good reason. The Beatles blatantly stole their style and wind throughout the 60’s and into and out of the 70’s. All the girls in Bunk’s elementary school screamed whenever a picture of Stig was posted on the school restroom door. Honest. [Utoobage link here.]
This is another great band you may have missed if you blinked. Here’s Spinal Tap’s classic from 1967: (Listen to the) Flower People. My sister had this 45 rpm (only one she had) and played it non-stop. Gawd I hated these guys.
I remember the day I bought this album. It was a spring day, I had laundry to do and didn’t have any quarters, so I cashed in a bunch of albums and bought this, putting off the laundry for another week.
Although I had mixed feelings about the 1960’s Simon and Garfunkel thing, this was just Simon, and chicks digged him. Anyone who can toss lyrics like “I can call you Betty” and “roly-poly little bat-face-girl” into the same pop song and get away with it amazed me. It also has one of the greatest looped 3-second bass riffs I’ve ever heard.
It wasn’t until I saw this video that I realized just how tall Paul Simon really is. [Utoobage linkoid here.]
Tacky Raccoons 