Category: Cool
Before ASCII Photos
This illustration was created entirely by typewriter by a man with cerebral palsy. More of his amazing works can be found at the link below. The close up details of the illustrations are amazing.
“Paul Smith, the man with extraordinary talent was born in Philadelphia on September 21, 1921 with severe cerebral palsy.
“Not only had Paul beaten the odds of a life with spastic cerebral palsy, a disability that impeded his speech & mobility but also taught himself to become a master artist as well as a terrific chess player even after being devoid of a formal education as a child.
“When typing, Paul used his left hand to steady his right one. Since he couldn’t press two keys at the same time, he almost always locked the shift key down and made his pictures using the symbols at the top of the number keys. In other words, his pictures were based on these characters … @ # $ % ^ & * ( ) _ .“
Photo and commentary (in italics) from Crooked Brains, via Anita’s Picks.
[Update: Additional images from here. The links above are defunct, but here’s another background story. Paul ]
Global Warming: It’s a Good Thing
Got Birdseed?
Saturday Matinee: from “Hellzapoppin” 1941
Forget break dancing, krumping, planking, advanced tublication and line dancing. Here’s the Lindy Hop, and it’s completely nuts (at least the way the Slim and Slam All-Stars featuring Whitey’s Lindy Hoppers did it).
Link found at Miss C Recommends.
She’ll always tell you where to go.
Hermann Reiche’s Contribution to the World
“So this guy walks into a bar, and… OH, HI!”
One Bigas-Sarthropod
Saturday Matinee: Karma Ghost
“Heckhound” Heads Home
Killduff, Iowa (Strutts News Services) – When Gerhard and Bonnie Phumph brought their blonde-labrador puppy home four years ago they made a fateful mistake. On a whim, and after a night of fun at D&T’s Tap in nearby Reasnor, they decided to name their new addition to the family “Sitt.” They were unprepared for what happened next.
Mr. Phumph describes the pup fondly. “Sitt was a fast learner. Almost like she was born speaking English… very obedient, too. She even understood the joke, ‘C’mere, Sitt! C’mere, Sitt!’ but I think she just got tired of it.”
However, Mrs. Phumph describes Sitt as “the dog from hades. Chewed up the whole darn porch couch. I’d had enough and told her to go to H-E-double hockey sticks.”
Sitt obeyed as always, found the shortest route, and dug a 30-inch diameter hole in the middle of Farm Route 57 near Sully. She hasn’t been heard from since, but is expected to emerge somewhere near Trona California by next April.
SNS newscameras will be there when it happens.
[Source: Pedigree dog food advert. Actual source for the original advertisement is unknown, but at least we credited the company.]
Tacky Raccoons 