
From our WTF Bin.
Nice, um, graphics, though. Sometimes ya just gotta say “purge.”
[Found here.]

Yeah, we know. Blatant Google Search pimpage. Just like this post.
[From Amy Oops’ Archive.]
Folks–
On 21 December 2007, the record was set for the amount of traffic in one day, with almost 15K. That record was broken yesterday with over 20,500 hits.
Thanx to the folks who linked on Digg, Reddit, Stumbleupon, Twitter and Facebook, and thanx also to our regular visitors. Y’all made my day.
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Late breaking news: WordPress is having a contest, and this post is our official entry.
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[Update: After reconsideration, we decided to delete the poll. It was pointless, as we’ll never have a “tip jar” on this site.]
[Update: Famous last words.]

Joshua Abraham Norton (c. 1819– January 8, 1880), the self-proclaimed His Imperial Majesty Emperor Norton I, was a celebrated citizen of San Francisco, California, who in 1859 proclaimed himself “Emperor of these United States” and subsequently “Protector of Mexico.”
Born in London, Norton spent most of his early life in South Africa. He emigrated to San Francisco in 1849 after receiving a bequest of $40,000 from his father’s estate. Norton initially made a living as a businessman, but he lost his fortune investing in Peruvian rice.
After losing a lawsuit in which he tried to void his rice contract, Norton left San Francisco. He returned a few years later, apparently mentally unbalanced, claiming to be the emperor of the United States. Although he had no political power, and his influence extended only so far as he was humored by those around him, he was treated deferentially in San Francisco, and currency issued in his name was honored in the establishments he frequented.
Though he was considered insane, or at least highly eccentric, the citizens of San Francisco celebrated his regal presence and his proclamations, most famously, his “order” that the United States Congress be dissolved by force (which Congress and the U.S. Army ignored) and his numerous decrees calling for a bridge and a tunnel to be built across San Francisco Bay.
Bill Plympton is one of the last of the great hand-drawn animators. Amazing stuff, his.
I know this is early, but when I saw the post at Weasel Zippers about Holdren telling the FCC to force broadcasters to air “population control” messages, I thought of Chairman Mao.
Which naturally made me think of this: A version I’ve never heard–no Lowell George, but another very good (recently) dead guitar player.
Tip o’ the tarboosh to cbullit of Soylent Green for that link and comment.
So what the heck. Little Feat with Bonnie Raitt, Emmylou Harris and Jesse Winchester, all on the Midnight Special 1977.
Pure Three-Chord rock n roll from Iggy Pop. The perfect bass line cracks me up: bombombombombombombombom…
Haven’t posted any Tom Waits in a while, so here you go. It’s all about the lies.

Ever wonder why the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame is in Cleveland? It’s all because of Mooncat Buckeye.
[Found here.]



The latest gimmick to hit the market just in time for Halloween: The First Lady Action Figure. It is being heralded as the first toy in the likeness of Michelle Obama. WRONG.
I like to boil things down to their essence, and the toy on the right gets my vote for Toy of the Year, especially with the photoshopoopage of the photo on the left. Those proportions just aren’t right, even for Barbie.
In context, the toy on the right is immediately recobanizeable as The First Lady in all her glory, just as Aretha Franklin and Barbara and George Bush were similarly memoribalised below:

Here at TR, our crack team of webminers previously posted Lego’s Contribution for the adulation of the devout: a full landscape model of THE INAUGURATION. It’s awesome.
But Michelle’s action figure is still not as awesome as this one.

Depending on the task, the modern woman should change her frock between duties such as to keep herself presentable for when her husband returns home. The modern woman should also have a variety of aprons to wear to compliment her daily wardrobe in case the husband arrives home early.
The modern woman is also advised to wash her wardrobe and aprons by hand on a daily basis such that her husband don’t be comin’ home from the plant and be findin’ y’all stinky and stuff.
[Found at Nurse Myra’s Place.]