Veterans of WWII re-acclimating to civilian life.
Yeah, it’s an entirely bitchin’ tree fungus and it spins, but only very slowly. Don’t know what brand it is, but it’s on the north side of a tree somewhere in Cooper Mountain Nature Park, Beaverton Oregon.
Never eat this kind of found stuff unless you have a microscope and can positively identify the spores, and then don’t eat it anyway, even if you cook it. Some fungi can kill within an hour, others in painful hours or days, others do it silently without symptoms. You won’t know what happened until you wake up dead. [More here.]
[Image found in here, and the vid link above has a really annoying soundtrack.]
James Dean’s Last Stop in Lost Hills, California, was where he and his mechanic stopped to gas up his Porsche 550 Spyder and get something to eat before heading off to Salinas for a road race. Most of you know the rest of the story.
Why did I post this? The Missus and Bunkarina went on a roadtrip to see Bunkessa, stopped in Lost Hills, so I axed Mr. Google for a map. The James Dean mural came up and it led me to photographer Ofer Wolberger‘s quirky collection entitled “Life With Maggie.” [More about Wolberger here.]
August 2016 – “Tasmania’s most famous wave comes to life to launch the Australian winter with a roar. When the southern hemisphere starts to rumble and shake under the weight of wild winter weather, The Stern, out there on the south-eastern tip of Tasmania, bears the full brunt of the conditions.”
Found here. Yeah, it’s cool for the first minute or so, but hey. I’d rather watch this guy’s stuff.
Dude is awesome.
One of my all time ska favorites. Fishbone kicks it in 2013.
Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll see what happens tomorrow.
I’d love to know who those guys were and what that bass sounded like. Gimme a heads up with a link if you know.
[All the above are my own contraptions.]
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