“Every towel has 10,290 thirsty little dimples.”
That little Irish bastard is stealing your bacon and drilling holes into your skull with those unholy eyes. Reminds me of this.
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“Every towel has 10,290 thirsty little dimples.”
That little Irish bastard is stealing your bacon and drilling holes into your skull with those unholy eyes. Reminds me of this.
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Storyboards are planning tools, cartoon sketches that depict critical or pertinent scenes in animation, movies (and even amusement park rides). It’s an easy editing process for something that has yet to be filmed, but you already knew that, ya? Have you seen any? Check out these thumbnails.
Alfred Hitchcock used storyboards for all his movies, and there’s a nice collection here [via].
Love Bugs in 1912 Moscow. [via]
„Digi Fonful” ieste un instrument muzical inventat de Ştefan Popescu, fost concurent la „Românii au talent .În ciuda numelui, instrumentul nu are nicio componentă digitală. Digi Fonful, care seamănă cu un fluier, este făcut să cânte cu ajutorul unui deget introdus într-un capăt al intrumentului şi al aerului suflat printr-un orificiu.În clipul de mai sus îl puteţi vedea pe cel mai mare „virtuoz” al Digi Fonfului, Ştefan Popescu, în acţiune.
Well, duh. [via]
Buddy Guy from February 2015, pushing 80 years at the time of that interview. He always looked like he had fun playing, as he did in this 1989 vid with Stevie Ray Vaughan:
That wraps it up for this edition of the Saturday Matinee. Have a great weekend, and we’ll have more fun tomorrow.
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Blogger Gains Internet Following by Smashing Her Face into Bread Products.
Oh, and if you were wondering, that’s a Haggis. Only Scots eat them, and it explains and justifies the honorable tradition of wearing kilts.
One of my favorite Eagles songs. I played that record so much you could see daylight through the grooves. R.I.P Glenn Frey.
The Eagles made me a bluegrass fan with “Midnight Flyer.”
Another favorite from that same album was “Ol’ 55.” It was years later that I found out it was written by Tom Waits.
Head down, chin up, and have a great weekend, folks.
1930s college majors: MRS, Meteorology, English Literature, Chemistry, Law & Architecture. Draw your own conclusions.
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