TUESDAY #1476

How horny do you have to be to....

Remember when the beauty of your home mattered?

 Not so much any more...

What really bugs me is the contract you sign to live in such places that forbids you from individualizing your own home.
A lady once told me that she opened her garage door to unload groceries out of her car. On one trip she got a phone call in the kitchen. After her conversation, she hung up only to have the phone ring immediately. It was her across the street neighbor calling to tell her she had her garage door open longer than 15 minutes, which was a breach of her neighborhood covenant.

I used to think this was fake because of the chairs stopping in a straight line at the sidewalk...

Come to find out, the chairs are stacked in a vacant lot that simply drops off lower than the sidewalk.

 Yes, the world is getting smaller...and smaller...and smaller...

This is the house that accompanied the original. It's obviously a demo built by Heineken...hardly looks of Haitian design...

"I will cut yo dick slap off," said the strongest female character I've ever seen....

 I like her character very much.

Interesting take on the problem...

There may be hope for the future after all...

I'm such a cynic my blood type is be negative.

Do. Want.

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must fe felt with the heart."
- Hellen Keller
(I believe the original quote was: "Huahhggh neuuehhghg hugughehghum heeeuguhuhe."

"We gon need us a bigger truck."

My inevitable death and disintegration makes me fucking chill. And I mean that.

I hate shit like this...

 The two bombs were three days apart. This is bullshit.

PS: I got a comment on a past post today. Eileen was complaining that I had posted an image (without comment I might add) and it was photoshopped. 

Look, guys, if I know it's shopped, I will tell you, but I don't have the desire nor the time to authenticate every image's "trueness". I see an image that gets my attention enough to want to share it, I post it. Simple as that. You do your own research if it bugs you so much.
I've found that blogging is a tricky business. I've seen the same quote credited to a dozen different famous people. That's why I seldom give credit to quotes...I simply don't know if she or he actually said it....but the quote was still cool, so I share it.
I will repeat, when you see big capital letter that says TRUE, then I know it's true. Otherwise, you are on your own.
Thank you.

What do you suppose this is worth? Think about it being put on the worldwide auction.

I did this for my dog one time...

Dear People of the World,
Can we all stop doing this, please...
Sincerely,
The Less-Egotistical People of the World

After the invention of fire, I wonder how long it took before somebody lit their fart?

And why do you think the floods receded after 25 years?

I had a bum come up to me an mumble something about giving him money. I said, "I'm sorry. I don't speak Walmart."
And he left me alone.

Me fucking with high contrast...

He looks like that LSD is kicking in.

WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT GAME:

How were these made?

Hint: A computer was not involved...

Hint #2: It is not mosaic tile...

That motherfucker injected paint into each cell of a sheet of bubble wrap. I'm rather impressed.

Here's one more...

You know, when a man is raped, you never hear about what he was wearing.

I don't care who you are, that had to hurt...

I'm thinking art installation. What say you?

Short term problem solving...

Sometimes the line between laziness and innovation is so faint that it's hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.

Gyno-train is now arriving...

...panic mode enabled, sabotage sequence initiated.

Whoever thought chips and salsa before a meal was a good idea doesn't understand my self control issues.
On a related note, How many Mexicans does it take to build a...oh wow...they're done.


Interesting perspective...

And now an unexpected segue...

One of my very own...

Oh, look, the Dumbfuck brothers....

Copernicus called and you are not the center of the universe.

World political leaders taking a shit...complete with shit...

Pray for a good harvest, but don't stop hoeing.

 OOMVO...

Yeah, marriage is kind of like this...

Part of my Introduction to Art class I taught at an extension of the University of SC, I told every student that part of them was an artist whether they knew it or not. I explained that there was something they did that they didn't care if it made them money. It didn't matter if they got approval from their friends and family. They did it, and they did it for their own satisfaction, and they did it as best as they possibly could.
Then I gave them until the last class of the semester to bring in an example. It was wonderful. There were knittings, journals, carvings, and then there was this...

That is not the one I saw that day, but it was very similar.
I gave him an A.
I found it interesting that the screw heads were aligned, instead of being twisted to different slot angles.

If you had to guess, what signal is she sending?

 A. I want a new car.

B. How's that new anal wart medicine doing?

C. Oh, that? It's syphilis I picked up in prison.

What circle of Dante's inferno did he crawl out of?

Gravy is a whole food group where I come from. You got your brown gravy, you got your white gravy, you got your red-eye gravy…life is good when you got gravy.

"Clearly he couldn't have killed all those kids without an assault rifle."
That is what I heard a senator say the other day.
She has no idea....
This weapon, which can be reloaded with barely a pause, would have killed two or three with one shot. It's a hunting weapon.

Speaking of shotguns...
Those zany kids....

I like holding my Oreos under the milk until the bubbles stop.

I finely cleaned my office. I found an Art History paper I wrote in 1974; a tunafish sandwich that moved when I touched it; and those two zany African orphans I ordered for an April fool's joke back in '85.

Every day I get 3 or 4 spam ads to my comments concerning Binary Options Strategy. What the fuck is that? I'm afraid to click the link.


"Then you look fierce like me..."

I find it interesting that if you eat three square meals a day, you have a well rounded diet.

AND THEN THERE'S THIS...
I've been having a long running comment conversation with a young muralist in Serbia. I think this is his, but not sure, anyway I wasn't a big fan of using letters in artwork. But he laid out the rationale very, very well and now I am closer to understanding.

Then I remembered the mosques that use the alphabet as a design element.
Note the border at the top...

 These letters, as far as I can remember, spell nothing. They are purely decoration...

Now go back and look at the first image. Am I the only one that sees it spelling out both "SINK" and "SWIM"? 

Finally, here's a picture of that blizzard USA soccer match...

USA plays Mexico tonight - Tuesday - at 9:45.