
Now it all makes sense.
[Found here.]

If John Mellencamp had his way, all neon & fluorescent signs would look like that one. Here are some other examples of what happens when the gas leaks or the ballast craps out.
[Found in here, and there’s more. I was going to add some to their collection, but the site requires log-ins with passwords and stuff so I passed. Their loss.]
BTW, this is Mellencamp’s best song IMO, and the line is “That’s when a smoke was a smoke.” Not a spoke. Not a sport. Not a spote. Not a spork. A smoke.

This. Happy Birthday to Everlasting Blört.
Need an area rug with your initials woven into it? Nah, didn’t think so.
From Wikipedia:
…Got a black cat bone
got a mojo too,
I got John the Conqueror root,
I’m gonna mess with you…
According to her mother, her Great Grandfather had a very long tongue, too.
“In 2009, it was named the 24th-greatest hard rock song of all time by VH1. It is also often regarded as an influence on heavy metal music and being one of the firsts of the genre.”
Guess the song before you click here.
[Top image: Mr. Cecropia showed up on our kitchen window screen recently. For scale, each square is 1/16th of an inch.]

Okay, I have some questions.
Who’s tending the fire? Where’s the ladder? How did they get in, and how do they get out? Where’s the beer, wine and cheese? Who would get into that thing knowing that there’s a guy with a ponytail involved? How do they post selfies? Who took the photo, and why was he/she excluded and demoted to temperature control? Who is making the *ahem* bubbles?
So much bizarre in that photo. I like it.

[Found here.]

The design studies, reviews and revisions by the marketing department likely cost the corporation many thousands of bucks, but hey. They loved the result.
Barf.
[Found here.]

“Forget it. He’s on a roll.”
The gloves totally rock and his gut has a teleprompter. Awesome.
[Found here.]

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