Category: Odd

Once a Babe Magnet, always a Babe Magnet.

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What to do when your Babe Magnet bites the dust?  Rent it out!  Face it, there’s value in everything, and in this case, the upholstery still works.

Tattoo Mullet Ricky (as he’s known to locals) has made several economical improvements to his efficiency unit, adding  solar screening to reduce the heat gain, and a semi-recessed composter for waste recycling.

His night job breaking down pallets for firewood gave him the idea to upgrade his living space.  Now he can get a decent day’s sleep without being shooed from bus benches and dumpster enclosures.  At night, he rents out the room to those less fortunate than he in exchange for something that kinda makes our skin crawl just to think about it.

[Image from TYWKIWDBI.  Related post here.]

We are now somewhere between 12 and 24. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.

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[Serious statistical analysis from here via here.]

Ghost Riders in the Hot Links

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Cool social experiment: Tweenbots [found here].

Let’s make some Zen music.

Serious 3D total immersion video here.  The eyes override the brain.

What type of Web Commenter are YOU?  Descriptions here.  (As for me, you already know.)

Learn a new language here.

Some things you can’t “unclick” and there’s a big fat honkin’ one here.

Rockhoppers got their webcam back up and running.  YAY!

Buncha Buildings Bein’ Blowed-up here.

American ancestry brief from the 2000 census (via this excellent website). Interesting that the largest percentage, 1 in 6, described their ancestry as German.  When asked, I usually describe myself as European Mutt.

The New Yorker Magazine cartoon caption contest can always be answered with “[this].”

Nice tasty archive of linkages here.

Teh Fairies Debate parleys on.  Over 1,500 delightful educated comments for your perusal.

Seven questions about drinking water here.

And a cordial reminder:  Mother’s Day does not mean “Be a Pain in the Butt Day.”

No. Just because. It’s not right. No.

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[Bottom image found by Amy Oops. 2nd image posted on Amy Oops by Bunk. Top image reposted from here.  And if you live in California, remember to vote NO a minimum of six times on Tuesday May 19th.]

YAHHHHH EEUNNHHH

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I feel like this a lot.

[Image from Hanuman.]

“Maahstaahh…”

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“I’ve returned!”

[Image from here via here.]

“C’mon! Try it on! Took me a month to make it.”

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I think his girlfriend just told him off.

[Found here.]

[Bienvenidos a Papa_Noel y todos sus amigos de España! Echa un vistazo alrededor. -Bunk]

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This stuff always amazes me.  2nd down from the top, although I know what’s there, I can’t see it anymore.  Guess I starve.

[More found here.]

Saturday Matinee – SCOT TREK, Paris@140mph, 2x (Ol’ 55), Long May You Run.

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:



The .gif Friday Post No. 77 – Showtime

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[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]