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“I’LL FARRAKHAN!”

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[Found at the always excellent Fengtastic.]

Photo mashup thingy here.
(Guess who it is before you click here.)
Most armpit farts in 30 seconds, viewable at the Universal Record Data Base.
Very cool algorithm experiments to mess with, like this one. [Found via The Presurfer.]
Great blog title with an excellent banner: Sergio Leone and the Infield Fly Rule.
Root boot, walk like Ent. Can’t describe it any other way.
I wonder what they were playing. CD Players in Space.
Hebebe. Bebe. Hebebebe. (here)
Video lifted from an Spanish site that lifted from a Russian site that lifted from an American site, featuring Boots Randolph, here.
Bad eggs. Here.
Who’s Who painting with embedded links here.
Can’t embed LiveLeak on WP, so here’s a link.
Got a small flock of blackbirds that show up once a year to snag the catfood on the patio. Recognized GimpyBird from last year; he’s got a club foot. Not being a “birder” I found this excellent site to identify the little bastards.
Amy Oops has a new live chat widget on her site. Go here to talk trash about her (or me, as I guest post). When I visited on Thursday, she was spending her day off killing zombies. The bad kind.
Here’s the Best Zombie Site. (Some NSFW, most NSFK.)
Bruce Lee plays pingpong with nunchuck. Awesome.
TXT Island, found at ZanyPickle.
Okay. Back to the basics. Here’s Robin Trower‘s “Too Rolling Stoned” from 1975. There was a blues revival going on back then, but it was overshadowed by theatrical rock.
I was gonna jump to George Thorogood‘s classic cover of “One Bourbon…” but thought I’d look for John Lee Hooker‘s original. Found several on the Utoobage, until this jumped up: “Hobo Blues” from 1965. Judging by his odd fingerings, he’s got his guitar tuned to Dmajor, but that’s just a guess. (Hooker always looked to me like he’d been popped in both eyes during a bar fight.)
Since Friday the Thirteenth comes on a Saturday this month, here’s The 13th Floor Elevators, 1966.

Don’t remember the Hansons? Click here. Want more? Click here for the classic warmup scene.
[F-bombs & gratuitous violence warning. I love it.]
“Slap Shot” was loosely based upon a true story about the sale of a losing hockey team. The movie featured brothers Steve and Jeff Carlson with David Hanson; all three were professional hockey players.
Hanson substituted for the third Carlson brother Jack, who had been drafted by the Edmonton Oilers and couldn’t make the filming. (Jack had a nice record on his own, piling up 1,111 penalty minutes in 508 professional games.)
[Photoshopped image source is dead. Summary of the movie “Slap Shot” here.]
The Powr of One…
[via Woosk.]
Powr-ful Stuff – the Fabulous Thunderbirds.
Soul Powr – JB
Towr of Powr.
Folks–
Occasionally I’ve commented on a few of your websites, in response to conjecture and political opinion pieces on government economics, welfare, and socialism. I’m not going to name names; most of ya’ll are blogging friends, and you already know who you are. Most of you already know where I stand, as I don’t hide it very well…
I don’t pretend to hide it either.
To our other silent but loyal readers: It doesn’t matter what I say on someone else’s blog, whether agreeing or disagreeing, venting, castigating, or just having fun. It’s my opinion, and it’s very very true.
I stand by my worms.
Although I’ve posted Utoobage links to Milton Friedman before, I hadn’t seen this one until tonight. It’s not a stretch of the imagination that eventually the videos of Friedman’s astute simple logic may soon be banned as “hate speech.”
Note that he rarely referred to his notes, and didn’t need a teleprompter to convey his ideas. He didn’t need them because he described simple basic truths backed up with historical fact.
Drop your preconceived notions at the door, and listen to what Friedman said, especially as it pertains to our present circumstances. He spoke volumes of logic in this interview with Richard Heffner of Rutgers University on “Open Mind,” a program that aired in 1975:
Friedman was a prescient genius. Full transcript below the break.
Odd. Consider it a cartoon before the main feature.
Best opening sequence for Cheers without the cloying theme song.
Buddy Guy talks about how his career began with a salami sandwich. True rags-to-riches story. (G.E. Smith backing.)
I was prowling for some early Thunderbirds when I found a name I’d forgotten about. Here’s Kid Ramos and Los Fabulocos cranking on “Burnin’ the Chicken” in New Braunfels, Texas, 21 March 2009.
This is the funniest version of Dylan’s “It Ain’t Me, Babe.”
The Turtles made a mockery of pop love songs, but created a decent string of hits anyway. Flo and Eddie eventually joined Frank Zappa’s Mothers. (Mrs. Strutts pointed out that Eddie dances the Freddie at the end of the clip.)