Easter Peep or Chupacabra – You Be The Judge
There are three peeps in that little nest on top of our patio speaker, but only one was willing to pose for Bunkarina’s camera. The nest is about 4-inches wide, and it’s covered in some kind of finch poop.
The parents are slim grayish brown sparrow-sized, the female has a rust-red breast, and the cat hates them because cats hate everything except for the wet food. Jerk.
More Trees
I don’t know the circumstances of that photo, but it was apparently taken in Jamaica. [Found here.]
As for the sign, I disagree. I think we need many more a-holes because there are so many people who are full of crap. Might remedy the situation, but then again, I’m full of it, too.
Stitches
[Found here.]
Dump City. I’m going to be tossing some stuff out that’s been sitting around in my “What To Do With This” file for a long time, so bear with me, or bear with someone else who looks like me, and we’re cool to go.
Multi-Tasking
Bicycle Theft Protection
Saturday Matinee – WKYT’s Weather Report, Pastorius’ Weather Report, Waits’ Weather Report, Redbone’s Weather Report & Dale’s Weather Report
Tornado damage captured by security cams – scary stuff.
[Found here.]
Weather Report was a breath of fresh air from the garbage that was being pumped out over the airwaves in the late 1970s. Although it is pure jazz-fusion, they initiated a resurgence of a nuanced genre based upon the substantial willingness of proper associative mindset awareness and shit. Jaco was great.
Meanwhile, Tom Waits was working the other end of the jazz resurgence spectrum as a hep-cat jazzbo 50s street poet.
Leon Redbone took the jazz resurgence in a completely different direction – right to it’s early American roots. “Diddy Wah Diddy” was a song by itself, complete with the requisite innuendo, but listen to the cornet solo. It’s a note-for-note copy of King Oliver from 1926, “Sugar Foot Stomp.”
And for you babosos who don’t give a carp about weather, this vid of Dick Dale & The DelTones (ca. 1963) is supposedly a rare video of the King of Surf Guitar, but nothing is rare on the internest, and I dare you to name the dances. Double dog dare you.
Have a great weekend, folks. More stuff coming tomorrow.
The .Gif Post No.222 – Rum + Coke + Library
Love Bite or Zombie Coon? You Be The Judge.
…brains… nomnomnom… brains… blonde… gnarfgnarfgnarf…
[Found here.]
Dance Hall Monitors
[Found here.]
Tacky Raccoons 