“The Art of Taxidermy,” 1898, by John Rowley can be found in its entirety here. The text is fascinating. I just might download it so I can repair my jackalope head.
We first met Mr. D months before we lifted this from Mattress Police. After heated debate about copyright infringement (during which I pointed out his own legal transgressions) we agreed to resolve the matter with my purchase of a copy of “Tales of the Mattress Police.” Cost me my penny jar vs. a long expensive legal procedure, and I think the settlement was fair. Oddly, the tome vanished from sight within days of its arrival at the House of Strutts.
Our revered autographed copy mysteriously reappeared recently, slightly soiled with suspicious creases in the binding, and with the bookmark postcard above stuck in the crack between pages 136 & 137.
Anyone not familiar with Diesel’s work needs to read this classic entry.
Happy Birthday from Bunk and our crack team of webminers here at Tacky Raccoons. Thanks for your advice and encouragement, Rob. Lub you, man.
Last week, VE (of VE’s Fantastical Nonsense) went on vacation, and axed yours truly and several others to serve as Sock Puppets, to post and respond to comments as VE. (Bunk had fun on Earth Day.)
The laugh track is unfortunate as this dealie is funny by itself. I’ve got no idea what they’re saying. [Found here.]
“On an August morning in 1978, French filmmaker Claude Lelouch mounted a gyro-stabilized camera to the bumper of a Ferrari 275 GTB and had a friend, a professional Formula 1 racer, drive at breakneck speed through the heart of Paris early in the morning . The film was limited for technical reasons to 10 minutes; the course was from Porte Dauphine, through the Louvre, to the Basilica of Sacre Coeur.
“No streets were closed, for Lelouch was unable to obtain a permit. The driver completed the course in about 9 minutes, reaching nearly 140 MPH in some stretches. The footage reveals him running real red lights, nearly hitting real pedestrians, and driving the wrong way up real one-way streets.
“Upon showing the film in public for the first time, Lelouch was arrested. He has never revealed the identity of the driver, and the film went underground.”
[Link and description via email. Apparently it’s been around for a while, but. Tip o’ the tarboosh to Dan S.]
This was my introduction to Tom Waits, via the Eagles, and I hated the Eagles from then on. Looky here:
Ahhh. Yeah. The originals are always the best. Like this one:
[Folks, because .gif animations often can’t be traced to their original sources, we don’t credit the collection sites where we find them. If anyone can prove the original sources of any .gif animation posted on Tacky Raccoons, we’ll update posts and give credit. –Bunk]
Cartersville, GA (Strutts News Services) – Even in an economic downturn, many businesses flourish. Tetris Constructions is one of them. Regardless, Johann “Joe” Tetris died yesterday afternoon of natural causes, succumbing to HSB. HSB is known to laymen as “He Stopped Breathing.”
Johann Tetris at 1993 TED Conference (Strutts News Services Archive Photo)
TC founder Tetris was born into poverty but not by choice. He’d intended to be born into wealth, but those dreams were squelched by economic forces beyond his control. Ever since birth, Tetris fought to rise above the dirt-floor/waxed-paper windows of his childhood to create one of the most lasting icons of the “Information Age.” That icon would be Tetris Constructions.
Tetris’ work is recobanized throughout the civilized world as cutting edge modular construction: fast paced, low cost, rarely finished, but in Tetris’ own inimitable iconic style.
Some call it brutal. Others are both alarmed and enthralled at the possibilities and potentials of the breakneck speed of real-time design, combined with the willy-nilly construction system that Tetris Constructions promotes.
The TC motto sums it up: “We Build Faster than an Honest European Lunchbreak.” Johann Tetris will be missed by many, but his legacy endures.
This trippy oddness was found here. Kinda long, but somebody put a lot of time into it. The result is excellent.
Here’s a trailer for an unreleased documentary. The Wrecking Crew was a band you’ve never heard of, but you’ve heard ’em.
Tommy Tedesco was a member of The Wrecking Crew, and was probably the most talented session guitarist ever. He was certainly the most recorded one.
Lightnin’ Hopkins. How many POS bands covered this great song?
It’s getting late, so here’s John Prine, live at the kitchen table. I miss nights like that.
[Bonus below the break. I’m gonna break the G-rating just this once, only because I think it’s funny. Kids, bring your dad in before you click on it, have him read this caveat, and you won’t get into trouble. I’ll take the blame, and I promise I won’t do it again as far as he knows.]
