Yep, that’s plastic silverware . I was totally fooled.
That’s a bumble bee, right? I don’t actually know and I didn’t bother to look it up.
There he is again! (I have no idea if that is a male our a female.)
In the case of this bug… I don’t even know what to look up and I couldn’t get a good pic of him with my phone cam… So you’ll have to just trust me when I say that he is an unusual looking bug.
This is the weakest warning sign I’ve ever seen. Who designed this? And what’s worse, who paid for it? “Violaters may be prosecuted.” What the hell kind of threat is that? “Yeah, if we feel like it, you’re in deep shit. Maybe.”
I took this in front of a Home Depot; why in the holy mother of damnation would someone dump a bunch of crap in front of a store that’s certain to have security cameras monitoring the building? I don’t get it.
…There were cheesy romance novels. Novels that were upfront about their crap factor. Just look at these covers! That’s some genuine schlock.
I can’t explain it, but I’ve always found this hallway to be very lonely looking. Maybe that’s because of the sterile walls… or the fact that I’ve never seen anyone in it ever.
I find this sign to be very… specific. Why not “Pedestrians only” or “No Manually Operated Vehicles” or something that doesn’t list specific devices? A sign like this is just begging a kid to challenge it. So kids, here are 5 things that this sign doesn’t prohibit. Continue reading
Call it a Pooper Scooper, call it a Pet Waste Pick-Up System… or call it a Poop Posse. Yeah, a Poop Posse. In case you’re picking up dog crap with a friend, I guess.
I’m not accusing the folks at Rogue Beer of anything, but when most of your products features photos or drawings of white people on the labels… Continue reading
I come from a family of inquisitive people; on some level, we’re always testing via the scientific method. Just this past weekend, my youngest niece posed this question: if left to her own devices, how many kisses would be included in a greeting from my golden retriever? My niece hypothesized that she would receive 100 kisses and my family went to the lab for testing.
We don’t have a lot of data, but when it comes to this particular Golden Retriever, it’s 47. That’s forty-seven kisses hello.
Take that, Air Bud!
I’m not an astronomer – I didn’t even do well in those two lab courses I had to take in college. However, I am fairly certain that the closest star to earth is our sun, which is farther away than the moon. So… yeah.
I love that this quote is attributed to unknown. Well played! I’m all for inspirational decor, but let’s get the basic logic right.
If I was the proprietor of a system entirely based on faith and had to deal with a bunch of a-holes writing fictional works based off my sacred text, I would be PISSED!
Or, if you’re an atheist, you probably think this picture is funny as hell. (In this context, I think “funny as hell” is a pun, no?) Quick aside (since we’re in the book store, let’s talk about words) – the rule you were taught in school was “i before e, except after c,” but not in the case of atheist, huh? Is that because someone decided the word itself was unholy and had to defy both God and the rules of grammar? That’s one extreme word.
Now that I’m embarking onto a foray into digital video (I started in VHS-C, then moved to Digital 8… which was probably a step in the wrong direction), I’m experimenting with capturing a Digital Video Still Image from a video. The technique I’ve used here is about as low tech as it gets – I simply did a screen grab from the YouTube video I posted of my Golden Retriever and Siberian Husky playing in the snow. I dropped that in Microsoft Paint (again, extremely low tech), cropped out what I didn’t want and boom, there you go.
Sorry it’s been a while in between posts, but I was on vacation for a while – yeah, VACATION! And it was awesome, mind you – TOTALLY AWESOME! I’m working on a monster post about my trip to Disney World that will probably be available next week. If you need some prose in the style of the J-Dogg (yeah, I seriously refer to myself as the J-Dogg; well, not seriously) to tide you over until then, head over to BomberBanter.com, where I rip the Yankees for playing like unmitigated ASS against the Texas Rangers. Continue reading