
Since last week’s .gif animation was so lame, here’s a bonus:
HOVERDOGS!

Maybe I’m easily amused, but this reeks of coolness. It’s a pan & zoom image of Yankee Stadium during the Yankees vs. Red Sox game of 4 July 2008. Boston won 6-4 on a freak triple.
[See below for the linkoids.]

Here’s the wide angle, and I decided to zoom in. The second thing I was looking for was a guy who probably drives a Babe Magnet: Where’s Waldork?

Game is underway, 1st Inning.

An obnoxious jerk can be found anywhere, and I guessed that the cheap seats would be a good bet.

This section looked promising. Completely arbitrary guess.

Getting closer! Stadium usher in the aisle is eyeballing someone…

Ooh! We have a candidate, and it’s not the waterbed in the back row or the wannabe in the front.

WOOP! DEY HE IS!
Rock out dude! Everyone should be playing air guitar at a Yankees game! Or are you yelling at the umpire already, as if he can hear you from a half-mile away. DUDE, it’s only the first inning. Chill.
Don’t double-dose your meds again, dood. Everyone’s ignoring you (except for the usher, the lady in the red tunic and the one in white southwest of you on the previous image). What Babe Magnet do you drive, bro?
[Link found at Grow-A-Brain. The Very Cool Hi-Def Zoom/Pan image of Yankee Stadium can be found here.]
[UPDATE: HERE’S A BONAFIDE COMPETITION. FIRST ONE OF Y’ALL TO EMAIL BUNK A SCREEN SHOT (.jpg file only) OF THE GUY IN THIS STADIUM CROWD WHO’S POINTING DIRECTLY AT THE CAMERA WINS A VERY COOL PRIZE IN 100% WORKING CONDITION, INCLUDING BATTERIES AND INSTRUCTIONS, IN ORIGINAL PACKAGING!]
[Update 26 August 2008: Contest is now closed. Winner to be announced.]
[UPDATE 28 AUGUST 2008: WE HAVE A WIENER!]

“Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Babs’ uvula.”
“Babs’ uvula who?”
“I dunno, Babs, but but I do know this.
Babs, your uvula is on the fritz.”
[Image from here, with our favorite completely unrelated knock-knock joke in italics from SNL/Chevy Chase a long time ago.]

I feel like this a lot. Okay, sometimes. Alright, rarely do I feel like this, but occasionally I do, and this is exactly what it feels like. Sorta. (Note the mouth mice.) Yeah, sometimes I get mouse mouth, too.
But I get over it. Sorta.
[Image from here.]
Spike Jones & His City Slickers were amazingly talented but very corny.
Homer & Jethro grew up on corn, and were musically talented as well.
The Smothers Brothers sing “Boil That Cabbage Down” that includes the history of the Trans-Continental Railroad.
Rodney Carrington‘s song about an awful day (and it’s worse than finding pumas in the crevasse).

Red attacks Green who attacks back, while both are under the control of Yellow without knowing it. Kinda like Rock-Paper-Scissors, with Paper in charge.
It’s a lot like politics. Red and Green are Democrats and Republicans, and Yellow stands for what passes for journalism these days.
[UPDATE: Here’s the bunny Necromancer referred to in the comments below.]


Thanks to the always clever, rockin’ and rollin’ Amy Oops for this Prestegious Award. We shall hang it proudly over the mahogany mantle of the Fireplace of Freedom at Tacky Raccoons Corporate Headquarters.
Since the rules of the viral awards require that I nominate others, here are five worthy recipients:
This plague plaque comes with a self-adhesive strip for convenient mounting at the eye level of your choice.

That’s right. What Would Jesus Drive?
According to one source, on 25 September 1990, Kelly Murray drove his ball 684.8 yards on the 30-foot wide airstrip at Fairmont Hot Springs, British Columbia, setting a new world record.
Of course, Jesus could drive as far as He wanted, but would hold back a bit so as not to completely eradicate the game. He plays fair, and it’s not in His temperament to call His Father on the celestial cellphone and say, “Hey Pop! I got a 7:45AM tee-off time. You mind warping space and time for a microsecond?”
On the other hand, He might just skitter one longways across a water hazard, up the bank, around a sand trap and into the hole instead, only to show that it can be done (and to inspire others to keep perfecting their game instead of yelling “F**K!” after each shot).
So what would He drive? I’m guessing 150-175 yards with no wind… but He’d clean up with His putts.
[Image from here.]