Mostly impulsive stuff previously posted elsewhere, including Toshi & Toshita in a glass in a bowl. And yeah, that’s a fez ant.
Stuff I Do When I’m Bored
Tag: drive in
Burgers, Chicken, Shakes and a Creepy Head on a Stick.
Opened in 1959, Mr. Hamburger is still in business. From their website:
“Situated across from the famous downtown Huntsville “Walls” prison unit, Mr. Hamburger has literally been the first taste of freedom for thousands of released inmates waiting for their bus ride out of town. This influence can be seen in the uniquely named burgers fitting the prison theme.”
[Found here.]
Saturday Matinee – Three Minutes Till Showtime, The Ides of March, Pink Floyd & Greensky Bluegrass
It reminds me of this song. The Intermission Elf with the dancing hotdogs were scary enough when I was a kid, but this one beats them all [via].
The Ides of March perform their 1970 hit “Vehicle,” (complete with clips of the 1969 lunar landing).
Pink Floyd‘s “One of These Days” was the first track on their 1971 album “Meddle,” performed at Earls Court London in 1994. I love that echo bass hypno jam.
Greensky Bluegrass plays “Time” from Pink Floyd‘s “Dark Side of the Moon” album, and it works.
Have a great weekend, folks. See y’all tomorrow.
The Best Crappiest Speakers Ever Made.
They looked like armadillos boinking a mailbox, and yes, they were speakers. They were virtually indestructible. They hung on the inside of your car window when it was freezing outside and wouldn’t allow you to roll it up all the way.
They were also easily stolen with a pen knife. Lupe had a wall of them in his apartment, all wired together and hooked up to his stereo for a tinny wall of sound. Listening to Led Zeppelin through a dozen drive-in rattlebuzzers was truly something to behold. Truly.
[Found here.]
Waiting For Sundown
[via]
I miss Drive-Ins. Let me rephrase that – I miss the memories of Drive-Ins. No, let’s try it again – I miss my false memories of Drive-Ins. For the most part Drive-Ins sucked donkeys.
Cold nights, steamed up windows, a full cooler of cheapo beer with crappy movies. Speakers that hung on the driver’s side window that played static in mono, and a whiny date who just wanted to go home because she was freezing and couldn’t stand my buddy in the back seat with his cold whiny date. Because of that, “Flesh Gordon” was one of my least favorite movies of all time.
Once I hid in the trunk with Danny Rat The Dirty White to get in free, getting CO poisoning, watching the B-movie double feature in a lawn chair with warm beer and a pounding headache. Yeah, fun times.
Years later a bunch of us piled into Pecker Pete’s van and went to a multi-screen Drive-In. By then the crappy speakers had been replaced with an antenna clip, so you could listen to the movie over AM radio on your own speakers.
Pecker didn’t have a radio, but at least one of us had seen each of the flicks. We parked in the middle of the lot and watched five movies at once, providing our own narration. The chicks dug it.
I don’t miss Drive-In theaters at all, except for when I do.
The .gif Friday Post No. 77 – Showtime
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