It probably has something to do with man-made climate changers or sump’m. Don’t worry, tho, bro. Obama’s gonna fix ‘er. He said so.
[Found in here.]
It probably has something to do with man-made climate changers or sump’m. Don’t worry, tho, bro. Obama’s gonna fix ‘er. He said so.
[Found in here.]
Oh, man, this is a game I’d fight to get in on. I don’t care if it was manufactured and sold by Hasbro, Milton Bradley, Ohio Art or Whammo, the pure psychological strategy of this simple game is awesome.
First step is to show up to the party early. Then get the ante to a decent level, and once the pot is there, that’s when you talk about how you practiced with the set earlier. Of course you don’t remember which color you practiced with, as you start sniffling and hacking a bit. (Complaining about a slight fever helps.) Then start the game immediately, and without hesitation, hock up a loogie into the trash can.
Gentlemen’s rules say anyone who quits forfeits the pot. INSTANT WIN!
[Found here.]
Dan Akroyd and John Belushi meet Tommy Chong on the Blues Brothers movie set. [Found here.]
Awesomely creepy holiday photos… here.
Kim Jong-Il looking at things [via Presurfer].
Mobile movie theater is solar powered.
Curtis Got Slapped – Forty Pages of Demands For Reparations. Awesome.
Print all your documents with a coffee stain watermark.
Spider threatens itself, drives itself away [via].
This is amazing. If you cross your eyes and focus on the middle image you get an awesome 3D effect of one of the hundreds of Frieda Kahlo’s self portraits.
[Found here.]
For those of you who have never run across the artwork of Jim Woodring, you’re missing out on some of the most surreal (and sometimes disturbing) pen and inkwork that I’ve seen. Woodring based a lot of his subject matter on hallucinations he had as a child, and decided to record them on paper.
His most recognizable character is Frank, a good guy who goes on bizarre adventures, often accompanied by Madame Pupshaw (sort of a cat) and Pushpaw (sort of a dog). None of the characters speak.
We’ve posted some of Woodring’s work previously. He did me a nice favor once, so I don’t mind suggesting that you visit his store for unusual gifts for the hard to get folk.
[Crossposted here.]
Last night as I was doing my part to help fill up the local landfill, I spotted this little cute guy, obviously a stray. He was 1-3/4 inches long, and aside from twitching his antennae, wasn’t moving much. Since he was cold, I brought him in to warm up on the kitchen counter.
The missus wasn’t pleased. Bunkarina thought it was cool.
Haven’t seen one of these around in years. It’s a Potato Bug, more commonly known as a Jerusalem Cricket. They don’t prefer potatos, and they’re not native to Jerusalem, they don’t jump and they’re not crickets. They don’t chirp, but they do make mating sounds (listen here) that they “hear” with their feet.
If you spot a Potato Bug, be forewarned… they bite.
Some of you may have noticed an improvement in the Tacky Raccoon HQ rec room restrooms recently. Yep, that’s right, the old cracked wooden butt-pinchers have been replaced with Church Seats. We’re going green, and the best part is that Church Seats will stay stunning.