Looky, Looky!

2005-11-22T09:41:00.000-08:00

An oldie, but a goodie: The translation of Ready.gov's vague-ass "instructional pictures":

2005-11-17T06:27:00.000-08:00

I identify with these posts from Postsecret.

"Penelope Jean" would be turning 2 March 2006. (it was too early to know if it was a boy or girl, but my exhusband chris and I had decided on that name...)

2005-09-09T10:29:00.000-07:00

Theme: Thanks
Dear Mr. Bush: ...

2005-09-09T10:25:00.000-07:00

Theme: Thanks
"No, dammit! I tagged you - You're IT!"... and so it goes with our gu'ment Condi, Bush, Cheney, Scapegoat of the minute (who WILL fall, mind you)

2005-09-09T10:23:00.000-07:00

Theme: Thanks
At first glance I thought the baby had already hung itself. comforting, i know.

2005-08-12T08:05:00.000-07:00

Theme: No
Pretty obvious. It's titled No lies. cool anyway.

2005-08-12T08:04:00.000-07:00

Theme: No
Yeah, what they said! Free Radio

2005-08-12T08:02:00.000-07:00

Theme: No

Artsy, man. link

2005-08-12T08:01:00.000-07:00

Theme: No

ew. [think about it]

2005-08-12T08:00:00.000-07:00

Theme: No
How very apt for the CIA

2005-08-12T07:58:00.000-07:00

¡Ningún Sr. Mean Farmer Man! ¡No tome los babys de la gallina!

2005-08-12T07:57:00.000-07:00

Theme: No
No more racoons and other rodents! I blow you away!

2005-08-12T07:55:00.000-07:00

Theme: "No"
Again, another image that comes up with no obvious relation to the word No. Maybe everytime some suggests she cut her hair, she yells "NO!"

2005-08-11T09:35:00.000-07:00

Today's Theme: Itchy.
This is a perfect example of how Germans love America and really *try* to emulate American culture. But they just don't get it quiiiiite right, do they? I mean, Itchy Poopzkid ???? Sounds they need to see Herr Doktor.

2005-08-11T09:34:00.000-07:00

Theme: Itchy
I think this has something to do with a *very old* version of some Itchy and Scratchy video game.

2005-08-11T09:33:00.000-07:00

Theme: Itchy.
Umm, yeah.

(YeOw!! My crotch is on fire!)

2005-08-11T09:32:00.000-07:00

Today's Theme: Itchy
I don't know why this came up, but I'm glad it did.

2005-08-11T09:28:00.000-07:00

Today's Theme: Itchy.
Here are some itchy people according to some University in UK

2005-08-11T08:31:00.000-07:00

Random Images Du Jour.

"What's the Soup Du Jour?"
"The soup of the day."
"That sounds delicious. I'll have that."

2005-07-21T13:53:00.000-07:00

i like this. it is good because it makes me think of when i was little and was visiting my Granny and she had leftover coloring books from my older half-siblings from the late 70's and it was good times.

2005-07-21T13:51:00.000-07:00

Look kids, you can learn to play the guitar, even if you have nubby vinyl hands!

2005-07-21T13:46:00.000-07:00

Note near the bottom right it advertises "National Rejector." Sometimes I wish I had one of those. (like right now, at work. or at the bars with skeezy dudes all slobbering up on my ass. ew.)

2005-07-21T13:38:00.000-07:00

Ah yes - now I know what would make me irresistable to gay men!

2005-07-21T13:18:00.000-07:00

This was found on this site, here

2005-07-21T13:15:00.000-07:00

Sunny, alright.

2005-07-21T13:12:00.000-07:00

a basic image from the NOAA site

2005-07-20T19:18:00.000-07:00

i like doing random-ass searches on google images. on my other blog, for example, you will see a pic of a cat with angel wings. that came from googling "dead cat."

this and the next two images were found googling "perfect life."

2005-07-20T19:16:00.000-07:00

some of you will know why this is so super. and some of you will be wondering why. at any rate, here's another contribution from the google images gallery.

2005-07-20T19:13:00.000-07:00

This also showed up under "perfect life" for some odd reason. or maybe not so odd? hard to say - the guy does look pretty happy and he is very kind in being so welcoming to his guests. i just hope some actually showed up.

2005-07-20T10:15:00.000-07:00

also from kaki king (see below)
in case you don't know her (in which case ou suck) - she rocks

2005-07-20T10:14:00.001-07:00

from kaki king's photo log on buzznet, too lazy to link right now.

2005-07-20T10:14:00.000-07:00

creepy in a creepy sort of way.

2005-07-19T06:07:00.000-07:00

This picture comes from Michael Hague's website. He is an amazing illustrator (tho I am not very fond of his "bears" work, a bit corny if you ask me). He illustrated a version of Carl Sandburg's "Rutabaga Stories" Vols. 1 & 2. I would post photos of that or link to it, but -goshdarnit- I can't find ANY copies of Vol. 1 and only the cover of Vol. 2 online.

But I can type up an excerpt:

When the first boy came to the house of Gimme the Ax, he was named Please Gimme. When the first girl came she was named Ax Me No Questions. And both of the children had the shadows of valleys by night in their eyes and the lights of early morning, when the sun is coming up, on their foreheads.
And the hair on the topf of their heads was a dark wild grass. And they loved to turn doorknobs, open the doors, and run out to have the wind comb their hair and touch their eyes and put its six soft fingers on their foreheads.
And then because no more boys came and no more girls came, Gimme the Ax said to himself, "My first boy is my last and my last girl is my first and they picked their names themselves."
Please Gimme grew up and his ears got longer. Ax Me No Questions grew up and her ears got longer. And they kept on living in the house where everything is the same as it always was. They learned to say just as their father said, "The chimney sits on top of the house and lets the smoke out, the doorknobs open the doors, their windows are always either open or shut, we are always either upstairs or downstairs - everything is the same as it always was."
After a while they began asking each other in the cool of the evening after they had eggs for breakfast in the morning, "Who's who? How much? And what's the answer?"
"It is too much to be too long anywhere," said the tough old man, Gimme the Ax.
And Please Gimme and Ax Me No Questions, the tough son and the tough daughter of Gimme the Ax, answered their father, "It IS too much to be too long anywhere."
So they sold everything they had, pigs, pastures, pepper pickers, pitchforks, everything except their ragbags and a few extras.
When the neighbors saw them selling everything they had, the different neighbors said, "They are going to Kansas, to Kokomo, to Canada, to Kankakee, to Kamchatka, to the Chatahoochee."
One little sniffer, with his eyes half shut and a mitten on his nose, laughed in his hat five ways and said, "They are going to the moon and when they get there they will find everything is the same as it always was."

From Rutabaga Stories, pub. 1922.

I mean, really, how can you dislike someone who can write that and say things like:
I won't take my religion from any man who never works except with his mouth.
-Carl Sandburg

2005-07-19T06:06:00.000-07:00

2005-07-19T06:04:00.000-07:00

When am I ever not myself?