Archive for the ‘Hot’ Category
I modified the top one a tad, second one was cropped and culled for size (they’re all way too skinny in the meat department, but the one on the left rocks). Third is pure awesome. Anyone who’s been to Seattle knows that everyone there dances that way.
Rowan Atkinson plays air drums with brilliance.
During the summer of 2013, Fish was called up on stage to play with a skeptical Buddy Guy who was so impressed with her playing on the guitar, he declared with a beaming smile to his audience, “When this kind of shit happens, I’ll play all night!”
Have a great weekend and we’ll roll again tomorrow.
It’s so hot, I saw a dog chasing a cat and they were both walking. It’s so hot, I saw two fire hydrants fighting over a dog. It’s so hot, the potholes in were filling themselves with asphaltic runoff. It’s so hot, kids are carving their initials in train tracks – with bamboo. It’s so hot, my eyeglasses updated my prescription. It’s so hot, the incandescent bulbs feel cool to the touch. It’s so hot, the sidewalks are on strike and demanding more eggs. It’s so hot, I didn’t have to trim my nose hair. It’s so hot, we had to fire up the grill just to cool the patio.
It’s still hot.
Dangerous. Use only under adult supervision.
Reminds me of a bar prank from years ago. Light a cigarette, snuff it out in a puddle of candle wax, then put it back in the pack for later. When the time is right, pull out the wax-butt, fire it up, and pretend that you don’t know that it’s flaming like a tiki torch. Wave it around while telling a pointless story, but don’t set your hair on fire (or anything else for that matter).
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Saturday Matinee – Animals & Mirrors, The Doghouse, The Greg Johnson Set & The Fabulous ThunderbirdsSaturday, 6 June 2015
Animals and mirrors [via].
Beware of The Doghouse. Been there. I overlooked the first Valentine’s Day post-marriage as I considered it to be a dating holiday. I ate damp corrugated cardboard for months [via].
The Greg Johnson Set is a band from New Zealand, sounds like a traditional Irish band, performs “People Can’t Talk In This Town” from 1992. Somehow the concept of Freedom of Speech is being quietly vanquished [via].
Lets lighten it up a tad. How ’bout some great rippin’ by Jimmie Vaughan with The Fabulous Thunderbirds?
Have a great weekend. Be back here tomorrow for more powerful stuff.