In 1965, The Spencer Davis Group rocked.
In 1967, Traffic rocked.
In 1969, Blind Faith rocked.
30 or so years later, and Steve Winwood still rocks.
Have a great weekend, folks. Be back here tomorrow, Winwood or not.
Tag: Traffic
Happy Labor Day.
[Found here.]
Traffic Engineering
[Found here.]
The .GIF Friday Post No. 361 – Slick Trip, Close Call 1 & Close Call 2
The .Gif Friday Post No.328 – Shaving Mishap, Sine Pen & Graffiti Dogs
The .GIF Friday Post No.324 – ‘Coon Kit ‘n Kitten, Traffic Sucks & Flipping the Bird
Saturday Matinee – Not For The Squeamish.
When a giant tortoise attacks. Warning – Not for the squeamish.
Building demolition time lapse. Warning – Not for the squeamish.
Routine traffic stop goes bad. Warning – not for the squeamish.
Cup stacking otter. Warning – Not for the squeamish. [via Jonco.]
Great compilation of pranks from around the world.
WARNING – DEFINITELY NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH.
Eventually we’ll get around to posting vids just for The Squeamish, but until then, have a great weekend folks. See you back here tomorrow, assuming you’re not squeamish.
Why Boobs?
On the previous post, we mentioned boobs, and here’s why. For years WordPress discouraged advertisements on its platform, and apparently a lot of peeps complained enough to get them to change their policy.
Several months ago we received an offer from WP, that due to the level of traffic and other factors, Tacky Raccoons might be eligible for embedded advertisments with the promise of becoming filthy rich.
Okay the filthy rich part was not in the agreement, but we decided it was worth a shot, even if it only funded a couple of beers a month. So now we have adverts. The first one that showed up was this:
Yep. The algorithm that generates ads decided to eliminate raccoons and sell poop-shaped pillows. Made me smile, and that brings us back to boobs.
The word “boobs” generates a lot of traffic, and if we can make a few clams by posting other phrases like “Lesbian Amputee Dwarf Porn” then so be it. It’s an experiment, and no, we’re not going to start posting pictures of humongous breasts, sex trapeze circus bimbos, or naked silicone sluts smothered in Chee-Tos. Carry on.
Update: When I previewed this post prior to posting, this ad showed up:
I think someone’s trying to tell me something.
Saturday Matinee – Obama, Dinah, Oliva & Traffic
Before we proceed with today’s entertainment, here’s a message from The President. [h/t Willzone]
Let’s crank up some vintage Dinah Washington, shall we? [h/t coldwarrior]
Someone else suggested a nice fistfulla salsa, so here it is.
Traffic from 1972. Great jazz-rock stuff, and it wasn’t pretentious at all, just nice rhythm and grooves. (Okay, it was kinda pretentious, but it was cool at the time.)
Have a great weekend folks, and be back here tomorrow for more fun.
Baaaad Traffic
Okay, that’s enough. I’m gonna floor it in 5…4…3…2…
[Found at VE’s House of Fun. Related Traffic archive here.]
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