tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-99963762011-09-26T23:57:34.477-05:00A hazy, lazy eye on the flotsam of art, science, and culture. A voice crying out, "But what about..?"Rusty Hingehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07034983092324349646noreply@blogger.comBlogger4781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9996376.post-31165427799064637742010-01-02T12:21:00.001-05:002010-01-02T12:57:52.481-05:00

Dig that and ponder, if you will.01022010

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And I'm back!Of all the things I hadn't expected to do in a blue moon (which occurred last night on New Year's Eve, by the way) returning to this relatively antique blog ranks right up there. However, I'm herewith using this blog purely as a place to offload mental miscellania and stuff that's too darn fringe-y for elsewhere. (I guess it wasn't ever any different.) Enjoy it, weirdo

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Thanks to Noelle in Michigan for this astounding story which screams for wider attention. It is an amazement and a delight to all. Savor please.Man in Wheelchair Takes Ride on Semi's Grill. Hell-to-the-yeah, he's a Pepper, too."The driver did not believe them until he stepped out of the truck and saw the man still sitting in his wheel chair."Now that I think about it, I've heard this one

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This miscellaneous guy is not a champion, merely a devoted patriot and wiener-eater.Not hibernation exactly, more like estivation, that being animal dormancy during a hot or dry period. Many reptiles burrow down into coolness and cheese it in the summertime, so I'm not alone, even if I still haven't found a new snake den to call my own. But this news shocked me out of my posting torpor.JOEY

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Lots of nice things have happened to me and other fine folks I know at this time of year. Most recently, I've been racing around looking for a new reef to call my own, and so neglecting absolutely all duties administrative. But even if my whizzing head is void of rage and novelty, shouldn't there be cute pictures anyway? Thanks, Bonnie for sending this one along, and I hope that it gives you

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I refuse to explain how my search for sexy insurance pictures led to this site for mirowaveable food, but it did, so here's HeatEatReview. They treat the foodstuffs to taste tests and in-depth discussion, and the lower the ratings, the funnier they get. Too bad, Gardenburger Margherita Pizza Style Veggie Wrap- one star.I've not posted here in so long. I've been on the run, but wanted to give

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A quickie. I'm in frenzied preparation for a houseguest, two actually, in series. I'm advising them not to dig too deeply beneath the surface tidiness, which has been steam blasted and sanitized, to the deeper archaeological rubble of persons beneath. Dark corners should be feared, obviously. Every 6 year-old knows that.Here are a couple of sites to help moderns make philosophical sense of

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I haven't completely adapted to the new math of my blogging. I'm group blogging over at Women of Mystery, which I continue to flog for obvious and silly reasons. But that's not really the place for the odd, thematic collections of pages I somehow continue saving. Here's where I've learned to unburden myself of those items, and still find myself enjoying it. Onto the goodies.1) A food writer

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I remind you and myself not to Borrow Trouble. You know what I mean. If you follow every horror that occurs somewhere, many of which we only now discover in real time due to the successes of technological civilization, you'll spend (okay, I'll spend) days following coverage of nothing else in a torpor of morbid empathy. But plenty enough people will be weeping today. If you don't have

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Though posting through Firefox is better, recently I've been posting most frequently at a new group blog for female crime writers called Women of Mystery. I'm only obliged to post once a week, but there are enough people to create a steady flow of fresh entries. You may guess for yourself which one I am. No prize, since it's not that big a secret. Yes, there's much less of an odd-news focus

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Image from here.If you're like me, you spend a fair bit of life piddling away spurts of your own actual potential, taking quizzes to figure out what you're really like when you already know what the answer is: LAZY BASTARD.In that spirit, via Bonnie, here's a detailed quiz by actual dog show people to discover what kind of dog you are, personalitywise. According to them, I'm a Golden Retriever,

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Newest Hoax: That "updating" my template per the new Blogger would help the awful HTMLriffic posting I have to do myself now, part of the reason I blog so seldom lately. And....it didn't work. New blogs ahead, I promise again, but I still mean it and things are still happening.Here at the Museum of Hoaxes you can see many famous foolings- which makes me feel slightly better for being faced

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Cathy Seipp, one of those contrarian non-smokers with lung cancer, has died at 49, five years after her diagnosis gave her only six months. Though current postings at her blog are filled with sympathy from myriad friends she never met (I met her once in 2005, so there!), her archives are a great place to discover her unique, funny, and well-reasoned perspective on LA life and media. Besides, it

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Update: I never did get the Og pix figured, but this post now provides a handy spot to park a miscellaneous Hamburglar picture I needed. Don't ask.Through image search, I think I've learned that 'og' means 'and' in German. It also clearly means something in Japanese, something occasionally tagged on NSFW pix. This captures the spirit of Og as I intend him. It'll all make sense by the post's

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Can flocked wallpaper be so bad it's good? Well, ahem, someone (I'm pointing down the page) doesn't see it that way. Things do seem black and white to him, I guess. But definitely not a groovy swirl of overlapping and constrasting moments, just unrelieved black mostly. The black of nonbeing so unbeen that it might even be lavender.Sure, it's just my opinion, but I do prefer being to the

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Bottom AP photo by Achmad Ibrahim- don't sue, please.As you may recall, I've highlighted the fake grieving-tiger-raising-disguised-piglets-in-California story, which turns out to be the case of some well-meaning folks subverting natural wild animal behavior. The Thai tiger in question there was raised with and by pigs, so that plunking some into its cage later didn't excite predatory

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Today's Ash Wednesday, so I salute all those dusty ones who shall return. And if the following image of the current champion, Don, doesn't cultivate 40 days' worth of pensive humility, item 3 has the link for more.1) I was reading the following item from reference.com: "Yawning is an involuntary action that causes us to open our mouths wide and breathe in deeply. No one knows for sure why we

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What else is there to say? Except that I'm waiting amid a snowstorm with freezing rain for furniture delivery, which seems stupid, so I tried to talk the companies taking the old stuff and bringing the new out of it, but no dice. Yet. In the meantime, enjoy the hotness.

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I'm currently in Ventura County, California. I've been visiting family and risking my life on Grimes Canyon Road, but today I'll be flying out to Seattle for the Left Coast Crime convention of mystery writers, fans, adoring hangers-on (as if).Here's an article about the doings with links to the conference homepage.http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/books/2003550086_mysterywriters01.htmlNow,

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And think of what we'll save on redundant neon!So, this lazy bastage still hasn't set up the new blog home page and referred over to it, but it's still happening. In geological time, you won't be able to sense any delay. Although, now Blogger's dangling a new template change which will wipe out my current look but offer better editing, they say. We shall see. Got less to lose now that I'm

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I have a few things I'd like to post about, but I can't stand the ongoing and absolute lack of response to, even acknowledgement of, the amputation of my Compose mode which forces me to deal in HTML code or nothing. I hope to get this thing switched over to a friendlier domain next week- at least getting the home page redirected- if the archives won't be transferred yet. In the meantime, I

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I can easily post this pic, but not link to where I got it, but it's an all Russian language site, so maybe no big deal.OKay- Now that Blogger Beta (to which I will remind you I was extremely reluctant to migrate) is now simply Blogger and not working right, I'm experiencing the unparalleled service I have every right to expect with a free product. Since it's been free for me to use, I try not

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I can't seem to post anything but raw text and pictures (still no links yet or easy formatting) in the new version of Blogger, so you'll get this uncredited picture of other eager birders while I'm trying to get my functionality back. You can look up the "holiday" to your own satisfaction. Cheep. Cheep. However, many new online offerings are in the clockworks behind my lazy posting. As I said

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Well, Blogger's pushing me to switch to their new version by hobbling the old one, and I'll be forced into it. Even posting this holiday-themed photo of the skyline from our balcony has been a nightmare. I'll conform. Tomorrow. But posting today, for the last time this year, I'm using my Christmas laptop for the first time! Surprisingly, my five year-old one doesn't really stink, but this

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Just a few more items that won't wait:1) The story behind one of my favorite new-old chestnuts, The Little Drummer Boy/Peace on Earth sung by Bing Crosby and David Bowie. I'm with Bowie. The inane, nonsensical repetition of the original starts to make me feel deranged by the second verse, but this version I like.2) A manly man and his dreamy, homemade Christmas wreaths. Got a problem with that?3)

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Not specifically festive, but I liked this Daily Kitten picture, because I'd forgotten that lots of cats do this, as you'll read in the DK comments.1) This once happened to me at an acquaintance's house. The cat had sneaked into the bathroom behind me, then entangled itself between my ankles while I was preoccupied. Not knowing the cat, I was leery of picking it up to hoist it away from the

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This Scrooge image once appeared somewhere in the Bear Valley News. Metaphorically, it represents not only the droopy dunce cap that finally broke the hat rack of my tolerance, but also shows my intensity of contempt. That's me...hating you, Chase Visa. For years, we've been paying extra for membership to a credit card that gives us airline miles (usefulish) and extended warranties that we

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I'm taking a vacation from my hiatus, and have, at long last, posted a new review at Mystery Book Spot. As I put it in a post to the multi-Book-Spot pals, I've just grabbed my machete and lopped off a couple of tentacles grabbing my time, so I can be more attentive to my reading, writing, and reviewing. Sometimes, things have long since become a no-fun, no-point, buzz-kill before I think to dump

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This image is uncredited and unrelated to anything. I just liked thinking the greyhound track's pace bunny and this knackered squirrel might be commiserating over a break. You can almost sense the ciggie butt dangling just out of view from the squirrel's left paw. I know. You'll soon be overwhelmed with the frequency. Because 3 of my occasional readers have scored new computers, I'm going to

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It's been sooo long, I know. All is well and active, and I'll assume you've been too busy to notice the lapse on my part.Today is the birthday of Ranier Maria Rilke (1875-1926), a German poet I first read in college and whose work figures prominently in the manuscript I HAVE AN AGENT to represent!In honor of all nice things, because I'm generally feeling nice-ish these days, here is the list of

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Color image site here. For b/w image link (and punchline) see item 5.What is there to swamp my attention despite the sludge-bound shallows of bad art? Plenty.1) The Brazilian lady who thought her cat had given birth to puppies has been disproved by gene testing. If such a thing could happen, it probably would have already, given the hordes of stray and fertile domestic animals roaming around.

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See item 3 for image link to Graydon Parrish's Cycle of Terror.I'm all about the art today. I've been accumulating stories, and now, BLAT... here they are.1) In delightful art news, two paintings by Renaissance master Fra Angelico were found behind a bedroom door in Oxford. These were commissioned by the de Medici family and later lost when Napoleon invaded Italy.2) In another house where it's

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Image borrowed from Penn Jillette's site, where I hope tomorrow there'll be posted a new episode of his often intoxicatingly amusing feature, Monkey Tuesday.I'm back from the New England Crime Bake. I did have fun, although the drive to Lowell, MA from NYC took 5 1/2 hours and two almost accidents: a chain-reaction rear collision before a tunnel in Connecticut which concluded with the car in

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Sadly, this isn't a rescue mission. It's foreplay. Image via www.bubblebabachallenge.ru Details below. Thank Jah and Java, very late last night, I reached the approximate end of another, entirely hairy-legged manuscript process, and I rewarded myself by watching the Addams Family movie (with cupcake accompaniment). Raul Julia is so adorable as Gomez, and even though Angelica Huston's upper lip

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It's no contest. You know what you really prefer. 31 days of Tweedlesketches by Michael Fleming.Another Election Day in America, and you may care or not. I even care, but I'm still past ready for it all to be over. So, let's refresh ourselves with what's going on elsewhere.1) Uri Geller's climbed from the rubble of obscurity, along with a Brazilian psychic, to claim credit for having located

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This Bionic Bigfoot toy ties in the children and Sasquatch and even Chicago, thanks to the Left Behind Child blog which notes sightings in Seneca, Illinois reported in the Trib from 2005. To tie in my last theme, you'll just have to imagine this action figure, from the era of joyfully hazardous products, wreathed in happy flames.There are exciting things in the works with which I've been

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Kitty Potter, Count Chihuacula, and Darth Pug courtesy of e-mail pals.If you spent an American childhood in residential neighborhoods of mostly one or couple-family homes, your Halloweens (like mine) were different than what happens here. In my more rural postings, we even had small, neglected graveyards to visit and dark open fields to run through, scaring ourselves silly.As I'm not sure I've

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Jurgen Burkhardt is a frequent Imperial or Kaiser class winner. See item 6.1) My pal April and I will surely miss the noble Taurus line now that Ford's stopping production. We both had well-traveled, well-loved versions that gave yoeman service. Ave Atque Vale-2) This story about a prosecutor removed from a case that's too similar to her recent, self-published novel, and the

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See last item for image link.Apple picking in Warwick, NY: lovely. Turning foliage vividness: optimal. First apple pie: accomplished last night to good reviews. Despite my crust worries, the pastry was great. However, the filling was more liquid than I'd hoped. I dusted the slices with flour, obviously not enough, because the apples didn't set up properly until I'd removed the first slice, and

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So sue me, today I'm going apple-picking. Possibly pumpkin-picking, too. And I hear the Hudson Valley wines have some fun to offer as well. And, as if by magical prearrangement, the brilliant folks at Plan59 have just opened a new venture, Box of Apples, showcasing the art of the fruit and produce crates from the 20th century. Forget those oversaturated French ads (I've got a few, too, don't be

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I had trouble getting the images out of my e-mail, so I cadged from this blog, which has the same story I do.I wrote about this tigress with piglets in June, opining that a tiger's nose is perfectly capable of differentiating the porcine from the feline, and noting that this Thai tiger had been raised around pigs since cubhood, so the whole California-zoo-grief story isn't true.But additional

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Image credit Vincent Jannink/EPA, story in item 6.1) Thanks April, but even the one of this Aussie celeb couple who's supposed to be able to sing sounds like an adenoidal wreck. His wife is excrutiating. Couldn't they start a fitness craze or dog salon instead?2) If a skid row bum in L.A. offers you his last, valuable possession in exchange for booze money (a bargain for an exceedingly rare coin

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Quick post, just 'cause I love this day. Triskaidekaphobic, me? Heck, no. I consider this an informal, rolling holiday.Wooo- and freakin- Hoo to you all!More about Friday the 13th's history here and here and here. Did you know in Spain and Greece, it's Tuesdays that are dreaded?Apparently, The End, Lemony Snicket's 13th in his Series of Unfortunate Events is being released today, just like Black

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This is a slightly fuzzy picture (blame my fuddling with the manual settings) of the sunset looking west from my balcony last week. It doesn't include our best view of the Empire State and Chysler buildings, but it is a more peaceful, beautiful view than today's.As some of you may know, I live roughly 1/2 mile from the site of this afternoon's small plane crash in Manhattan at 72nd Street and

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No, it's not mid- sacrifice to a python, that's the drowsy ecstasy of a lagomorph, per item 1.Today's a big dump of the odd and largely animal, along with an update on a topic I've become known for adoring: competitive eating for cash and glory.1) Sheverb dodges giant spiders in favor of yawning bunnies who, unfortunately, look less cuddly than tormented.2) If your collection of ball pythons goes

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Speaking of the unusual as we will be, this 4 week-old kitten is a sphynx, the only cat breed once available for highly allergic fanciers, courtesy of Canada's Pretty Bald cattery- be prepared for Twilight Zone soundtrack- I despise unprompted audio launch. See bottom of this post to learn why such blue-chip baldies are looking like absolute bargains these days.While conferences, conventions,

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Had a good time at Bouchercon, met some wonderful new entities, reaquainted with others, and cribbed a couple leads on agents. But I've been too sozzled to post until today. I just finished sending a manscript sample to Jah-knows-who, and have other blurbage due by Thursday, so I'll be briefish.While I was traveling, as a mental break from crime fiction and for-review books, I read Lord Breaulove

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This afternoon, I'll be on my way to Bouchercon, the annual international mystery convention that few have heard of, though that's slightly more than today have heard of influential critic and author Anthony Boucher who posthumously lent it his name. It's smaller in attendee numbers than the big scifi or comic cons (even though Boucher edited the early Magazine of Science Fiction and Fantasy, so

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Artistic indulgence of inner tiki via Shag's Benevolent Idol.I'm not tying them all together, forget that, but they will all be present, which is a darn sight further than anyone else has ever delivered on this hydra-headed subject, I'll wager.Via Arts and Letters Daily, read the history of America's faux-Polynesian movement, a mental Xanadu of the mid-century, still much-beloved by me and known

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The equine sawbuck's from Cowboy Heaven with details on how to outfit for a backcountry packtrip. Seeing the paper kind, I'm still startled by the new orange.It's happened again. I've collected so much dross that I have no recourse but a good ole fashioned link dump. Imagining myself reading the blue like a speeding auctioneer, here we go:1) Via April, exercise your artsiness with Sketch Swap.

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Map image from Mysteries Zone. Good debunks, but also many, nice links to the entertainingly full of bunk.Can it be the worm has turned? That the months of career silence have just been the warm-up for a building roar? Maybe not, but a couple nice things have happened.First, I got a rejection from a magazine to which I'd submitted a short story. How's that nice, you ask? First, it came quickly,

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1) Another review of mine posted at Fantasy Bookspot, this time of Sam Enthoven's young adult novel, The Black Tattoo.2) Forget the self-serving hype, people know what crap is and is not. Largely (ha!), they want the real junk from their fast food purveyors (bolding mine):Hassan Ahmed, the manager of the Burger King on Martineau Way in Birmingham, said that his customers were not interested in

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Check NPR's article and glossary, and naturally, some are already fretting that TLAPD's become too embraced by the masses to retain its integrity. Pirates are for the people, elitist scurves!Well- I've gotten some of my housekeeping stuff done-just in time for Talk Like A Pirate Day!Also, in fantastic, life-saving news which one of you was also kind enough to e-mail me (though, ya'll know I was

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This week, I've got a lot of cleaning, rearranging, and clearing of the administrative decks to do. I've also got to write and post a backlog of book reviews for Fantasy (et al) BookSpot, because I have new books panting with anticipation to be denuded by my eyeballs. Not to mention the ones I'm supposed to be writing....So, I hope there'll be many more review notes offloaded here and

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Today is a lovely and bright day on Trump Island, but that just makes the dim, surreal feelings stronger. Some kind and loyal person, as has done every 9/11 that I've lived here, posted a photocopy of a victim's face and an interview with his fiancee on the tree next to our sidewalk and at the end of our awning. This notice, with candles and bouquets encircling the trunk, commemorate one resident

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In what seems to have become a season of remembrance, I wanted especially to note the often overlooked anniversary of the greatest natural disaster in America's history, the Galveston hurricane of 1900 that killed over 6,000 people on this date.Last year, I read a fantastic book about it that augmented my own thoughts about Katrina without overwhelming me into catatonia with fresh miseries. The

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I guess a necrophiliac carnivore would be a scavenger. Here's a convention of 'em.So often, it's a greedy criminal that gets caught. That's why I try to alternate my post thefts enough to lull suspicion. That said, it's been so long since I've stolen from Althouse, that today she gets a perfecta.1) First and creepiest via Althouse (lovely Ed Gein poem in the comments thread): twin freaks and a

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Not chiffon...Charmin. For image link, see item 3.1) Being subtle thinkers over hyar, we know there are some things, unlike news, that are false but good. What about when decoy birds save a town's tourism and flocks from bloodthirsty seals? Who says you can't fool Mother Nature? But should we....When the seals realize how they've been played, it's gonna be ON, ya'll!2) Included in the shocking

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I just felt like a monster picture today, you can link to the other art yourself. Here's where I got this three-headed beauty.1) I'm delighted and even relieved that the Edvard Munch paintings (one of his Scream versions and a Madonna) stolen from an Oslo museum 2 years ago have been recovered in relatively good condition. The fear had been that, under pressure, the thieves might destroy them.2)

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For image link, see item 2.1) Via apostropher, if you needed the sweeter, gentler acoustic ballad video of Hey Ya, here 'tis. If you're not sure whether you need it, you do.2) I love pop scare fashions. So how should Classical Values feel about those mercury fillings?3) Related in my mind to previous recent discussions on other blogs, Marginal Revolution asks: Why do libertarians love science

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On the daytrip driving tour last week, one of the places we hit was The Lobster Roll AKA Lunch on the way to Montauk. We also frequented Nathan's Coney Island Hot Dog stand and snacked on cheesesteaks in South Philly. What's the good of history and vacationing if not manifested in sandwiches?As per usual, at least lately it seems, I'm attempting to post an image but am not obliged by Blogger.

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Don't know where Brent Davis originally got this, but link for ham sandwich and squid bonuses.Update: I hope to post the image soon. Blogger's belching as usual. Update2: Five hours later. No Go.Update3: Friday Afternoon. Still nothing. Irritating.Update4: Saturday night. Finally worked. It's not that the pic's so awesome, obviously, it's just that I'm freaky enough not to be able to move onto

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Don't know where these dollies come from either.Sorry I've been stale so long. In one fell swoop, a block of vacation and joyous new mobility impacted my productivity like a meteorite of fun. So I've been itineraring like crazy, with hardly an online second to spare. This will likely be the case through this week, so the posts will be sporadic and puny. No applause, please.Without further ado,

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Follow the link and click on the pics to discover their links through the Oracle of Elvis.Would the King know what to think of today's world. Instant e-porn and the diminishment of raquetball's sporting dominance? I wonder.As the WSJ notes in what I fear is a subscription piece, after the aldermorons of Chicago passed huge citywide minimum wage and benefit hike which I recently condemned with

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Have I used this one already? From an unattributed e-mail. Whatever. You make it fit.I have too much ennui for numerals today.So, if you hadn't known already:Legendary Otto Penzler finds chick lit cynical, unlike the two-fisted cynics that make up the fictional landscapes of male writers, I suppose. Some folks strongly disagree and cite a lack of fiber for crochety Otto's issues. I read the

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1) My latest review of Jeffrey Ford's Edgar Award-winning novel, The Girl in the Glass, is here. I have much praise and a few gripes. Feel free to disagree with my wrong-sided cerebrations. Because I like to add bloggy bonuses for those of you linking from here, I've also got an entertaining autobiography of the talented gent as well as another guest blog post with more wonderful, funny insights

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Image of the original Singing Volcano, Mario Del Monaco, master of squillo doncha know.I can't believe it's been three days already. Gotta get this filed before the Blogger outage.I've been editing hundreds of pages, however, and the nights have gone late. Now, I'm into another compositional phase, commencing as soon as I'm done here.1) I apologize for the WSJ's subscription status on this

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While I learned that Matadors can be tactical missiles, yachts, and naughty German skinmags, I was thrilled to recall this sweet 1977 AMC Barcelona coupe and most delighted to find this pencil drawing by Pablo Picasso from 1897 of Matador Luis Miguel Dominguin. Kind of proves my point in item 2 about understanding the artistic elements before distorting them.It's always interesting to me how

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Why do I have to learn about this from ferriners, I ask?1) If not your home for competetive eating stories, I'd like at least to be considered an oasis. So, here's a comprehensive book on the subject by Jason Fagone, Insatiable, as it was called in the UK and reviewed here by the Telegraph. I believe in this country, the name is the catchier Horsemen of the Esophagus: Competitive Eating and the

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For today's image, I looked around for pics of Rowling's excellent shoes, but no joy. Instead, I discovered that Heliotrope is not only a pretty purple flower but another name for Bloodstone, marking a fortuitous connection between today's items and another lovely and wonderful thing in its own right. Image from Wishing Well.Stuff may suck in spots. In some spots, sucking in an existentially

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See only link for image.The following post is light on links . These are titans of publishing. You can find their works yourself, if you don't already own one or twenty. Last night's reading at Radio City Music Hall was star-studded, I can tell you. Afterwards, there were fans clustered outside the stage door hoping for a picture. I'm not used to seeing authors treated like rock stars- outside of

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Image see item #2.1) The city of NYC requested that building management firms notify citizens of tips to stay cool in the heat. So, slid under my door along with contact information for city agencies is a list of advisories reminding me to drink water and wear cool clothing. People down south are finding this panic over heat in the northeast amusing. But people in the northeast don't see snow

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Via Reason, I found many articles about overheated men who overshare their bodily bounty. Within the article, click on the Gallery link for this image and others. Sure, they're fat men a continent away from the ones I'm raving about below, but what the heck? I'm annoyed.Too late now- I'm already started on the fat men, though I include pencil-necks and the crazy aldergals in the latest Chicago

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I'm not a Scorpio, but I loved this image. Some of this line are almost zodiacally impenetrable if you don't already know what's being depicted. Very subtle and stylish, though. If you have need of such fine illustration, please hire Istanbul and Berlin-based design team Wacker Eins so they don't sue me.Not too much posting time today, because I think (woo-hoo!) that I'm getting off Trump

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See 4 and 5 for links to alderman and cyclical insect.The alderman's in the glasses.Some of these articles will soon disappear into the payhole, so link while ye may. It's a long buffet, but you won't like every dish.1) First, there's the NJ stripper who was found with a human hand in a jar and 6 skulls at home. The basics are here, but the scene is really fleshed out in the NYT article where Ira

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Image sent via Bonnie's e-mail. No clue as to the source, but I feel sure Alderman Nataras wouldn't like it a bit. No, siree.1) As Candy Sagan of the WaPo feels paralyzed by the guilty dilemmas of food choice, Felicity Lawrence of The Guardian wonders whether having soya proteins and related antinutrients in 60% of processed foods really represents a balanced, healthful diet. On a personal note:

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This ride is fast, sweet and silent. Item 2 for image link.1) On her saint's day, I always like to recognize the beatified one with the coolest name, St. Christina the Astonishing. If you don't recall from last time I mentioned this possibly epileptic or mad heroine of the holy: She exhibited both unusual traits and abilities. For example, she could not stand the odor of other people because

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See image link to kitlers below.Warning: Temporary storm of geopolitical ire ahead.There are things going on in the world today (I'm tipping my head toward the east) that we may have strongly differing views upon. However, I'd hope we could all now acknowledge that the name U.N. Peacekeepers must've been assigned with the dryest wit that only gets more arid with time. I used to frequently

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Contributing a frosty gold eye pencil to the goodie bag was Bourjois. The lovely Diane told me about the history of her firm which began making blush for Parisian can-can dancers. She says their mascaras are also a specialty, but the niftiest thing I saw in her own purse (available at Sephora) were the mini-glosses looped by cords to her cell phone for the times you're carrying the absolute

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Playing image roulette with "rat small ham" yields the following surprisingly magisiterial image of Hamburg's capitol building, the Rat House. Enjoy the edumication.Walking my dogs today, I saw a rat the size of a small ham- in daylight- scooting its bulk across the sidewalk and into some bushes just beside the stoop of a sweet brownstone which had its front and interior doors propped wide open.

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I can't read the image source page, but I know this ain't Jesus facing 40 days and nights of temptation.Do I think a single, original thought? Hardly, if I can avoid it. I didn't make up any of these words I'm using either, because you'd get things like mumphlibcshidullenx, which I find visually majestic and deserving of an equally impressive definition, but also difficult to break into

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Like so many of my fave online oases, Your Daily Art is also slacking. This Hopper's supposed to tide me over. It might, rabbit, it might. 1) Read this highly entertaining journal of a YouthAIDS philanthropy/publicity trip with Ashley Judd who talked a lot about her constipation and drinking lukewarm water while on a mission our blogger thought best designed to ease the celebrity conscience

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See item 1 for image link.Not effortless gauze/linen in a wide sailor's pantaloon. No. I mean I've been slacking off on posting, and you've probably been slacking, too. It's that time of year when I feel muggily overheated and congealed at the same time, like an unhappy head cheese thrown into a bamboo steamer, oozing with putrid waft all down the insides. This isn't even bad yet, I know. August

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That's Ernest T. Bass as loaded with love as I am with links. See last item.You may not be able to hear the thunder coming with your mad tunes blastin', but try to take off the iPod and put down the cell when there's lightning if you don't want blown eardrums and singed hair (or worse still, a headstone) like this guy.Not sure how domoic acid got into the Pacific coastal waters near Laguna

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Image via Plan 59. Notice the Pepsi on the nightstand, asserting as they did back in the day, that soda pop conveyed many healthful benefits, not least weight-loss. Scroll down this page for links to lots of swanky Pepsi ads which were part of a campaign called The Sociables.1) Plot foiled to blow up the Holland Tunnel using finances with international tentacles (thanks again, NYT, for making

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See item 2 for image link.1) In an update to my previous competitive eating post, by now you've probably heard that Kobayashi, fired up by serious competition, reached a new personal best and retained the mustard belt, setting a new record for the Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest.2) To quote April, the bummedest Bummer Girl, upon sending me the link to the cat tailor, "Jebus H. Chriminy."

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I was going to post a link to a fun asteroid site, but they quickly go all doomsday, live-underneath-the-Sahara-ey, so here's a tiny planetary Garfield and Odie.. Don't sue me, Davis.Looky me, all backwards. When the rest are resting, I'm posting to give you the novelty that your leisure-bound backsides crave. So, stuff....1) Anchoress knows what's wrong with the world, and it's the seduction of

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Image from Nathan's Famous where they report that on May 18, Chestnut set the new record by eating 50 hot dogs and buns in 12 minutes, besting adorable Black Widow Sonya Thomas' record of last summer. Note: this record is a separate achievement from winning the contest, but proves Joey's bona fides.Long-time readers know that SOS (that's Sense of Soot, ya'll) has been since last year's coverage

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Image from unofficial M.S. link below.Thanks to Sarah Weinman who seems to be everywhere at once, I've discovered the serendipitous news that the very hunk of SC where I'll be vacating for the next few days-- through which Hwy 17 is the main drag-- is going to name a stretch of that road after long-time resident Mickey Spillane.I'll have to ask the oldest member of our family group, turning a

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This image is from the '99 Holiday skits put on by the students of the Lunar and Planetary Laboratory of the University of Arizona which has since closed up shop as unnecessary. The remaining faculty now simpy hawk Dummies books on eBay.When it comes to any information worthwhile in human history, Dummies.com knows all. Los Angeles & Disneyland for Ds even has a nice- tie in article for my

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Suzanne Giovanetti and AP, please don't sue. Article link's below.I don't think about insomnia enough to detest it when I don't have it. We could happily be members of the same club, carpool, karaoke together. I'm all smiles when I'm not afflicted.However, when I, Olympic-caliber slumberer that I am, go without my RDA of log-sawing, I'm an embittered wreck. Like today. So here's the ultra-short

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See item 3 for image link.1) I love that now we can accurately train dogs to alert us to the trace differences in human scent caused by dangerous health conditions, like metastasizing cancer and uncontrolled diabetes, for example. Belle the beagle not only licks her owner's nose to check his glucose, but dialed 911 when he collapsed from a seizure. This arrangement provides an undoubtedly

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Image from DC Comics Strange Adventures #158, November 1963, The Case of the Romantic Robot.1) Via Bookgasm's review, my favorite new novel title and cover is The Chinatown Death Cloud Peril . One great feature is that the heroes of the book are historic pulp fiction writers Lester Dent and William Gibson, although I'll have to read it to see whether author Paul Malmont's faithfully follows The

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My friend sent me these amazing pictures by e-mail a while ago, and we bantered back and forth about how such a thing might occur.So, I did a little online searching and discovered the following heartwarming, Awwwww-inducing citations here and here and with expanded detail here.In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of triplet tiger cubs. Unfortunately, due to

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- that most of it's become absolute shinola, here's proof.A sculptor submitted this laughing head mounted on a pedestal, or plinth. The pieces somehow became separated, and while the head was rejected for admittance to the Royal Academy of Art's summer exhibition, the plinth was accepted and put on display.Very minimalist and edgy. Everyone's having a good laugh, it's reported, as if this didn't

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For image link, see item 3.1) If you didn't follow yesterday's Wikipedia link to the life of Ambrose Bierce, shame on you. And here's one fascinating nugget you missed, his ultimate disappearance:In October 1913, the septuagenarian Bierce departed Washington on a tour to revisit his old Civil War battlefields. By December, he had proceeded on through Louisiana and Texas, crossing by way of El

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Pardon the strange angling. I was photographing a tabletop without a crane.I had been feeling terribly guilty about my intermittent posting when I started to notice the same trend amongst other blogs I read regularly. Days between updates due to vacations or just senioritis as the summer starts swinging. I'd love to lie like a rug and say I've been consumed with producing kilos of words on my two

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From my pal April. Hope you can read it. Does the name confer stud powers?! Soitainly, nyuk nyuk!

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In the RP's honor, this image of Dali Camels by Pixelmasher done for a Worth 1000 photoshop contest.Editor's NOTE: This post was ready way earlier, but Blogger vomited and I couldn't post it until now.I am going to miss The Religious Policeman, the Saudi ex-pat living in the UK and giving the poop on life in the kingdom. I found his posts as heartbreaking as funny when I came to realize how

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For 20 years, teacher Sue Messenger has been setting out fake skeletons and personal objects for her high school classes in criminal forensics. But this time, her shocked summer school class found a real corpse.I've got to begin my ablutions for tonight's Book Party at Partners & Crime bookstore in Greenwich Village. The affable Chris Grabenstein is signing his second mystery, Mad Mouse, about

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