Forget painting their toenails red to hide in cherry trees. That is SO old school.
(Pssst… don’t tell her… pass it on.)
Don’t Yell FIRE
Employee of the Month
(Strutts News Services, Vancouver BC) – The management of Bieber Industries [manufacturer of the radial Simpson Clevis damper] awards accolades to one of their own every month, for going above and beyond his/her job description. The award for the month of May went to Paul Wallace Doodle (pronounced “du-Dell”) of the Human Resources Department.
“Wally (as he is known throughout the lower ranks of the organization) was awarded the “Lime Jello Mold of Excellence” for his outstanding contributions, cooly screening potential employees of Bieber Industries with the tact and efficiency of a ballpeen hammer.
Any job applicant who gets past the ol’ Wallymeister is a good ‘un! Thanks again, Wall-man, for a job well done!”
Mr. Doodle was not available for comment at the time of this post, as his next-of-kin have yet to be notified.
[Image from Cool Aggregator. Text adapted from Bieber Industries’ corporate newsletter, 1 June 2008.]
Otha Ellas Bates McDaniel (Bo Diddley) 1928-2008
If I’m not mistaken, his nickname came from the diddley bow, which consisted of a wire attached to the side of a barn and strung to a wood plank. To play it, you step on the plank to vary the wire tension while you bang out a rhythm on the wire with a stick, kinda like a washtub bass: “bomp-bomp-bomp–bompbomp.”
Video from the TNT Show 1966. Here’s to the Bo Diddley Beat.
A hat can make all the difference.
Bonus question:
Of the two images above, which one was a socialist?
Think about that the next time you go to the polls.
[Image from here.]
It’s Snacky Time!
These folks ain’t got NOTHIN’ on the Lunch Lady, and they’ve got all the food color groups covered, too.
“Please, sir, may I have some urchins?”
“If you don’t eat yer snails, you can’t have any urchins! How can you have any urchins if you don’t eat yer snails?!”
[Bigger images can be salivated upon here. Kinda sorta related posts here, here and here.]
Saturday Matinee – TSAHB, Weezer, Hagan & Stuff
Vambo Rool, OKAY! The very underrated proto-punk Sensational Alex Harvey Band had very few early videos posted when we posted this link months ago, but they’ve been breeding ever since.
Bunky had the opportunity to see these babosos live in the ’70s, but couldn’t afford the tickets.
Yeah, I know. “This Little Piggy Went Viral.” I had Weezer in the queue since last year so I might as well post it anyway, just in case some of you hadn’t seen it. All it’s missing is the skateboarding dog.
Earle H. Hagen died this week. He was the composer (and the whistler) of the “Andy Griffith Show” theme song, among others. [Cool yet disrespectful cockatiel Utoobage linky here.]
How they make cartoons (1930).
Octopus Action video. Crabs don’t have a chance, even with a nice soundtrack.
Can’t have too many octopus videos in a single post, so here you go.
[Weezer Utoobage via the winsome and completely awesome Miss Cellanea. Others found by orchestrated accident.]
TGIF: The .gif Friday Post 34 – Awesome
Awesome and overwhelming. Here’s a VERY small sampler of what’s to come if you click on this overwhelming awesome Japanese .gif site. And I know that you know exactly what it means, as I do as well. Keep your heads down and watch.
Translated from the Japanese via WorldLingo Website translator, we get this gem of oddness:
“You who take the direction of the project where it chases after unique characteristic obstinately and loses sight of original purpose and that way had become the discontinuation.”
Since I don’t “take the direction of the project, etc.,” it’s gotta be one of you guys, so CUT IT OUT.
FREE RAW MEAT!
That’s right, folks, FREE RAW MEAT. Visit either link below and download your own tenderloin, grilled or raw, with carrots, plate, knife and fork. And there’s prolly a link somewhere on the internest to download your own dry beaujolais to go with it.
Cool stuff coming up tomorrow and Saturday, but be back here Sunday for REAL FOOD.
[Original post here via RGS. Both have downloadable links.]
[Update: Old linkys are dead. Here are templates.]
Morning Rush Hour in Elbonia
There are a lotta folks who become mired in traffic on a daily basis that don’t have a clue as to what to read while they wait for their graffiti-encrusted freeway exit.
Some read the news, sports, comics, classifieds, Oprah’s itinerary, etc. Many others choose history, historical fiction, fictional history, and science fictional history for mental diversion and carbon monoxide abatement while crawling along at low-torque idle speed on their way to work.
For those of you who find yourselves puzzling over what novelette to take along for your morning roadtrip to lunchtime, check out Spuddie’s Book Blog, a vast (or at least half-vast) summary of popular novels to peruse at 0.5mph. Here’s a typical example:
“WITCH HUNT by Shirley Damsgaard. #4 in the Ophelia and Abby paranormal mystery series featuring Ophelia Jensen, a librarian in small-town Iowa who has pre-cognitive abilities and her grandmother Abby, a witch. When a biker gang starts hanging out in their small town and essentially taking over a bar there, Ophelia begins to have feelings of unease that something bad is going to happen. And sure enough, one of the bikers ends up dead, and the accused is none other than her good friend and co-worker Darci’s cousin Becca who is visiting from California. Ophelia herself is distracted, trying to be a good parent to Tink, the thirteen-year-old girl she’s taken into her home as a foster child—from their last book’s escapades—and not finding it a very easy task. This book just seemed ‘off’ to me. I’ve enjoyed the previous ones in the series, though it did take me til the middle of the second book before I really began to warm to Ophelia. I found plenty to be annoyed with in this book though—much repetitive text and phrases, too many scenarios that were extremely unlikely, and Ophelia needed slapping upside the head way too often. I did finish it—if it weren’t such a quick, easy read I probably wouldn’t have—but I admit that I skimmed the last couple of chapters, and I’ve decided to hang up the spurs on this series since I can’t honestly say I much care what happens to Ophelia any longer. I do have the next one in series here, but I’m going to trade it off. C-.”
Spuddie knows what you like, reads it for you, and tells you all about it while you wait for your exit to come up 45 minutes from now.
[Image from here. Concept from here. Book review from WAY out there.]
Tacky Raccoons 
