“Honey, I just thought of a great home improvement project.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. We need a giant turtle head.”
“Hmmm. I don’t know… I don’t think we can afford it right now.”
“What if I install working clocks instead of eyes?”
“Oh yeah… Ohhh yeaaah… c’mere, you… mmmm…”
[Image from here.]
I honestly don’t know the story behind this amazing feat of engineering, but here it is.
Very cool. The styling just screams high performance babe magnet.
Serious aerodynamics here. This dragon wagon chills at close to the speed of light and it beats your ride even while parked. Okay, it’s got an unfortunate license plate, but hey, the hotness overrides the WOBL1. Let’s have a look at the interior.
IT’S A COCKPIT! Way cool. But, um, where is the silicone/saline siren supposed to sit? Seems to be a slight design oversight, but admit it, you’re still cruising at 3,000 feet right?
Not quite. Sometimes scale matters. You are travelling at whelp speed in a truncated tadpole…
..only worse. It’s a Mars Bar with wheels and an embarrassing license plate.
Screw it; it’s basic transportation. Let’s mess with the traffic and laugh about it while feeling Green and saving the planet. (Sorry, there’s no room for you. Get your own tadpole, mooch.)
So is it a Babe Magnet or not? Phhht. For the money, I’d buy a Harley and a rainsuit instead, and I’d still get better mileage than Mr. Tadpole.
BUT if I were forced into driving a dorkmobile, and only upon penalty of death, I’d choose this, if only for the nostalgia:
Sam Lowry drove a Messerschmitt in BRAZIL.
[Top images via email from Dan S. Don’t miss this excellent collection of Babe Magnets.]
“The Dancing Venus of Galgenberg is unique. Her head and limbs are carefully depicted, and even accented with openings in the stone. Her left arm is raised with the hand behind the head. She stands with her weight resting insouciantly on one foot, and the right hand is placed on the hip. One breast is shown in profile, the other is carved in low relief. In my column, I drew attention to Betty Grable’s familiar pose.
“The Dancing Venus is no Mother Goddess. This is a chick with sex appeal. Cheesecake since the dawn of time.“
Really. Someone needs to get a life. Continue reading “Cheesecake from the Dawn of Time? Nah.”
I suspect the shower is in the main entry.
“Number 27, sorry, you’re too tall.”
“Number 28, ah, work on your voice. The pitch just doesn’t seem right for the part.”
“Number 29, get out. I’ve got no time for jokers. Next.”
[Image from Cool Aggregator.]
We have a very eclectic combination this weekend. You’re gonna like ’em.
Oddness alert: Jerrie Thill, and Allee Willis. [Found here.]
Ray McKinley‘s band with “Big Boy” (featuring Imogene Lynn) and “Jive Bomber.” These appeared in a 1942 short that included “St. Louis Blues.”
Gene Vincent & the Blue Caps’ “Baby Blue” from the 1958 movie “Hot Rod Gang.” Oh yeah.
18 Minutes with Clifford Stoll, an amazing guy with a lot of things he’s not going to talk about. (This is the same guy who more recently was mocked for a Newsweek article he wrote in 1995 regarding the future of the Internest… and was wrong.) I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the inspiration for Dr. Emmet Brown, played by Christopher Lloyd, in the movie “Back To The Future.” This one is mandatory viewing here, so grab a snack and a beverage and watch the whole thing.
[Found at Neatorama.]
[Image from Bits & Pieces.]
Tacky Raccoons 
