Ken Nordine
[Found here. Click here if you don’t know who he is.]
Stump Bunk
We’re up to about 17 regular viewers here after thousands of hours of effort, and it’s starting to pay off. As we drift aimlessly into Our Third Annum of existance, our Crack Team of Webminers suggested another poll. It’s a very simple yes/no thingy, and it’s free.
CTW thought we might want to venture into the realm of comments, i.e., post nothing of substance, but use the post itself as a comment generator.
We’re gonna ignore the poll for now, but leave your pertinent questions in the comments section and we’ll respond after leaving the toilet seat up and flushing with our feet. Depending on the volume (of questions) we may answer all in one post, or spread them out over the lawn to hose ’em down later.
Bill Murray: Posterchild for Socialism?
[Found here because they linked to us. Appears to be a pro-communist Swedish blog, but I dunno, Babs.]
Too much fun.
Blogoversary II: Our 2nd Year’s Top 10
Whoa. Two freakin’ years (not counting the undercover ghost-posting stalking decades) and y’all are still with us, doin’ the Number 6, a-ridin’ into town a-whompin’ an’ a whumpin’.
Our first post was on Friday, 3 August 2007, but since we don’t wanna interrupt your Monday work schedule with all the hoopla, we turned back the calendar by a day. We also know, since we track the stats, that most of y’all check in here during your working hours anyway. Believe it or not, our statistics have a pulse. You have no excuse for not clicking through all 11 links below, because it’s still the weekend.
Many people have asked us about our now world famous TR logo. Once we’d decided on a blogname, we realized that we needed a mascot, so I doodled a raccoon that had just realized he’d blundered through a puddle of rubber cement. That was it. One shot. On a scrap of notebook paper. Serious history.
There are a lot of reasons why I like posting inanities on this blog, but I can’t think of any right now. All I know is it keeps me from oiling the chainsaw and putting the dishes away. Mostly I enjoy the camaraderie of my fellow blogheads and the opportunity to crosspost trash talk with relative impunity. Above all, comments from near and far keep me sitting here and avoiding “Dancing With The Stars” reruns.
So here are the greatest traffic producers of the past year, with the previous year’s ranking separated by an appropriate slash.
NR = no rating, indicating that the post either didn’t make rank or wasn’t posted last year.
My personal favorite for this year, Popeye’s Obituary, didn’t rank, but it’s barely a monthski old. A simple click on any image below will take you to the realm of the original coolness.
SO HERE WE GO:
No. 10/1 – Another Great Christmas Gift Idea
No. 9/nr – Lesbian Amputee Dwarf Porn
No. 8/4 – Faith Enhancer
[True learning experience here.]
No. 7/nr – LOL Ferret: On Watch
No. 6/nr – Southern California Fires October 2007
No. 5/2 – Nice Stained Glass
No. 4/5 – Pirates Attack Venice With Rabbit
No. 3/nr – Giant Wooly Bear Caterpillar Discovered
[Don’t miss the comments on this one.]
No. 2/3 – Batmobile Babe Magnet
AND THE NUMBER ONE POST OF THE YEAR IS:
No. 1/10 – LOL FERRET: Episode 1
Thanks to all you loyal readers, commenters and linkers.
Y’all make me feel like a hundred bucks.
Saturday Matinee – Ghosts & Vapors, Pink Dub, Midnight Animals Oil, Ramones California Sun
Ghost caught on video!
“Booo! Booo! Run for mayor somewhere else! Booo!”
[Found here. Don’t jump to a Beer Summit conclusion, there’s more to the story.]
[Found here. Welcome to Electric Pelosiland.]
No video, but the concept is great. Pink Rock Floyd Steady Dub.
Nice cover of the Animals’ 1965 hit by Midnight Oil. But here’s some trivia: The song was written by Barry Mann. (More about him here.)
Oh, yeah.
The .Gif Friday Post No.91 – Mona
[All from Halbot Mail.]
The Manly Blogger Guy Award
I never turn down awards, even from Archie. He and I don’t see eye-to-eye on basic economics and politics.
I don’t recall exactly, but I think we had a cordial discussion on whether a janitor should be paid the same as the owner of the company that employs the janitor, and I said no. Regardless, Archie’s basically a good guy with a cool blog.
Since I don’t wear perfume, I’ll pass on this prized and coveted award to:
Amy Oops
Raincoaster
Nurse Myra
VE
Feng
and Nick.
[Thanks, Arch: All in fun, dude!]
It’s Beer & Blame Day!
Beards, Beards Everywhere. Beards, Beards… Made of Hair.
I’m not a huge fan of beards attached to my face, but I tend to rank the beards of others on a scale of “Oh, it’s a beard” to “I WANT TO TOUCH THAT BEARD.”
He looks like the kind of guy who’d sit in that chair, running a comb through that beard.
But maybe that’s just me.
Of course, many other people have particularly wondrous beards, large and small, but there’s just one that I don’t even call a beard.
By now, you’re probably starting to question my sanity. I am, too. And this is just my second post. So now with my mental stability in question, let us continue with the very GOD OF BEARDDOM. I am, of course, referring to the late, great Billy Mays Jr.
Well, I think this basically wraps up my beard-talk. Go ahead to this website for top quality beards from history.
But wait! One more addition! How could I have forgotten Chuck Norris and Mr. T? HOW? I do believe if I had forgotten to mention them in the post at all, my head would explode upon the publishing date. I’m glad there’s that categories bar within the range of my sight.
Do Andy Rooney’s eyebrows count as beards?
Anyway…
Tacky Raccoons 