Posts Tagged ‘cheese’
Momma Dukes Takes My Picture
Don’t hate, she’s still getting the hang of this…technology thing. Did you know they say “whiskey” in Latin American countries and “potato” in Spain when it comes to picture-taking? No? Well, now you do.
Now if she does it like this
Will you do it like that?
– “Shake It” by Metro Station
#382 – Six Brands of Wine
No words today. Not feeling well. Going to go and rest up. Maybe words later, but that’s a pretty big maybe…
Real Snapple Fact #3: Beavers can hold their breath for 45 minutes.
Across my floor I leave a shadow twenty-five feet long
The farther down, the less specific I become
And so with you, the country miles overcast our love
Oh mountain range, your hills are hard to overcome
– “The Summer Sends Its Love” by Sherwood
#354 – The Moldy Cheese
“Dang rotten kids, with their loud music and nose rings!” says Paul doing his cranky, old man impression. “Thinking a PA system in ShopRite is some kind of toy! Why, when I was their age, I didn’t even ever have a toy. I played with my big toe just to pass the time. And then I walked uphill to school. Barefoot. In the snow. EVERY DAY. Dang kids.”
Hmm, okay. Glad that that is out of my system now…
Question of the day: Which of you is the one with the moldy cheese and why on Earth are you hiding it in your pants?
The big stars that crash cars and get paid
To say lines and pay fines and get laid
I don’t have to look to see
That that place isn’t me
The guitars and money the big shots
Bad cops and charities go by
– “Bad Cops, Bad Charities” by PlayRadioPlay
#295 – Cheesy Eclipse
It was pretty neat though, seeing the moon all reddish. I had a good view for it, too, but was the only one outside looking up at the eclipse. Maybe everybody else was afraid they’d turn into vampiric werewolves or something. Maybe…
Hmmm, here’s some comicky (not a word) things that I’ve been reading up on lately:
- Garfield Minus Garfield proves that the real star of the comic strip is Mr. Jon Arbuckle, a self-relenting gob that borders on the edge of becoming a serial killer
- Jess Fink’s shirt design, involving a lovable bar of soap, is being ripped off by mall-mega boutique Hot Topic; she’s recently gotten a lawyer and I hope she’s able to take them down a notch, and by that I mean raze them to the ground
- Scans from My Book to Help America, which was published a few months after Pearl Harbor; I particularly like the message being sent that if one doesn’t exercise in the fresh air they’ll become “loose, lazy lumps”
- Mike Lynch presents some cartoons from 1950s men’s magazines
- James Kochalka’s son does a Bone drawing
There. That should keep you busy for two minutes.