
[Found here.]

[Found here.]

The Great American Solar Eclipse is tomorrow. Plug in your location here to find out what time you need to start banging your pots and pans to drive the dragon away. If anyone tells you it’s safe to look at with the nekkid eye, he/she is a fool.
Don’t do it.
Apparently The Ancients blamed dogs for the temporary darkness of a solar eclipse.
Every time I hear it, it seems she’s singing about her cat. On the other hand, it’s a good Solar Eclipse party song.
The Mystery of the U.S. Navy’s Ghost Blimp is still unsolved after 75 years.
84 year-old folk artist Denny Lunn tells some stories [via].
The last Blockbuster store is still open for business.
An honorary statue in New Orleans, depicting a famous military figure on a horse, was defaced with the words “Tear It Down” recently. The honored warrior was captured, tortured and killed by fire decades before Europeans even knew about this continent, and centuries prior to the founding of the United States of America. TRUE.
Walter E. Williams on Rewriting American History.
[Top image from here.]
If you lived in that time period, you’d have done the exact same thing. Not me. Dig, man, I wouldn’t have been caught dead dancing plaid.
I don’t know anything about The Wolfgangs except that they rock and may or may not use illegal substances.
Very few bands can cover a classic Johnny Cash song like Folsom Prison Blues, but the Reverend Horton Heat did just that, and even cranked it up a notch.
Rock on, my friends. More stuff coming down the pipe.



Here’s an un-modified 1962 Volga GAZ-22. I don’t think it had a cast-iron carburetor, but who knows?

From Wiki:
“Only those shipped abroad for export were sold to private customers. All domestic station wagons/estates, with rare exceptions, were never available for private ownership. The Soviet rationale was that allowing such a car to citizens would also make it too available and popular with dealers in the grey market economy [which] was allowed but limited by the state.”
[Found here.]
Bert The Turtle showed children how to survive a nuclear attack – assuming they’re far enough away from Ground Zero to have time to react. The film was shown in schools from 1952 into the 1990s.
David Lewandowski‘s “Time for Sushi” (2017) is pure disturbed weirdness. (His 2013 vid “Late For Meeting” is a classic.)
The late Jaco Pastorius was one of the greatest jazz-funk fretless bass players in modern times, IMO. [Video h/t TITH]
Have a great weekend, folks. We’ll do something just as fun tomorrow.