So two snakes slither under a bar.
1st snake says, “Gimme a rock and rye.”
2nd snake says, “Gimme the same.”
Bartender looks around the empty bar and hollers, “Insert punchline here!” The snakes are stunned, neither can speak.
This condition is called “a reptile dysfunction.”
[Original image found here.]
In 1855, Congress approved a plan developed by Secretary of War Jefferson Davis to import camels as pack animals for the U.S. Army operating in the American Southwest.
The camels were also considered for use as a long-range mounted force that could drive “hostile Indians out of the country.” The storeship USS Supply was refitted with special hatches, stables, hoists and a “camel car” for the sole purpose of loading and transporting dromedaries.
Once the first herd of camels was obtained in North Africa, Supply [w]as further modified to compensate for the towering humps of the camels by cutting away part of the main deck. The camels were delivered to Texas where their potential was recognized but the plan was never fully implemented due to the advent of the Civil War.
So instead of wasting them, the U.S. Army sold the camels to zoos. TRUE
[Image and story found here. More about the Camel Corps here.]
I’m embarrassed to say that I never heard of The Ukelele Orchestra of Great Britain (TUOOGB) until recently, even though they’ve been around for a while. From their website:
The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain is a group of all-singing, all-strumming Ukulele players, using instruments bought with loose change, which believes that all genres of music are available for reinterpretation, as long as they are played on the Ukulele.
Great stuff. The world is your lobster if you have a bass ukulele.
Nice groove.
It’s a cover of Willie Dixons’ “Hoochie Coochie Man” by Steppenwolf at the Riverfront Festival in Louisville, KY, 7 October, 2000.
How ’bout some 1974 retro?
Link Wray played so dirty and nasty. No flourishes.
It was all in-your-face-deal-with-it-badass-rock the way it was always meant to be.
Have a great weekend, folks. See you back here in a few hours.
You gotta see the first one full size.
The second illustrates typical dog survival instincts.
The third shows either complete disbelief, a Maori War Face, or a hyperthyroid problem.
UPDATE: These appear to be the same dogs doing pretty much the same thing:
[Found here.]
Turn on the sound for this one.
Is this a great country or what?
Jake and Benson share some fries.
It’s the worst time in history to be a clown.
Blame Stephen King.
Japanese a capella doowop group is awesome.
Need a hard copy of Wikipedia? Contact this guy.
Archery is not the same as when I was growing up.
Random Word Generator.
I got, “Hunt dragon log, pocket oven vitamins, spy bandage.”
Scroll for Old Croak – Kentucky Straight Embalming Fluid.
This Interactive Graffiti Wall is cool. Express your artistic talent (or lack of) for everyone to see.
[Top image: Leonard Emanuel was a hoot. Literally. He was one of the winners of the 1975 Hollerin’ Contest at Spivey’s Corner, North Carolina. Held annually since 1969, the 2018 contest may be the final one.]
Yeah. Found here. Grand Funk Railroad released “We’re an American Band” in 1973, It was produced by a 25 year old named Todd Rundgren and it went gold.
Many of his own recordings were catchy pop (and somewhat sappy) love songs and covers of the same IMO, but I liked them. I liked them especially because the pretty coeds would stay around longer when Todd Rundgren was spinning at 33rpm. Then in 1983 he wrote and performed one of the best ska tunes ever – Bang The Drum All Day. (As a resident of Hawaii, he later recorded “Bang The Uke All Day.)
Sarah Collins‘ vocal overdub of The Specials‘ 1979 cover of Dandy Livingstone‘s 1967 rocksteady song Rudy, A Message to You makes me smile, but we can’t close out with that one. Sorry, Sarah.
DO NOT BYPASS THE INTRO.
Joanna Connor covers Son House‘ classic “Walkin’ Blues.” She pats your head, then smacks you twice before you realize what happened. Pure awesome.
Have a great weekend, folks, see you soon.
Fallen Astronaut is an aluminum sculpture of an astronaut in a spacesuit which commemorates astronauts who died in the advancement of space exploration. It is currently at Hadley Rille on the Moon, having been placed there by the crew of Apollo 15.
It’s the only art installation on the moon. Fourteen names are listed on the memorial plaque, but three are missing. The deaths of two cosmonauts were unknown to the western world, and one astronaut was accidentally overlooked.
[Found here.]
[Found here. Awesome stuff.]
