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I'm an artist, educator, militant anti-theist , and I write. I gamble on just about anything. And I like beer...but I love my wife. This blog contains observations from a funny old man who gets pissed off every once in a while.

Friday, September 12, 2014

FRIDAY #2105


NEWSY BITS...




Men beating women. Makes no sense to me.



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Well, Gentle Readers, we are at war again...
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This local woman has been arrested numerous times for prostitution...
 She weighs in about 85 pounds.
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I learned something today...





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As things get hotter between Russia and NATO, Putin is waving his nuclear dick around. Russia plans to conduct massive nuclear war maneuvers. Yesterday it successfully tested its new Bulava ("Mace") submarine launched nuclear missile, hitting its target with complete accuracy with its dummy warheads.


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Secretary of State John Kerry looks over papers while flying from Jordan to Iraq September 10, 2014. 


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The moment they were told Scotland wanted their independence...



I ain't never went to bed with an ugly woman...but I sure woke up with a few. 

This has nothing to do with Scotland, but....


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In the rural far north, to be harassed, assaulted and raped is a commonplace threat for children and adults alike: Alaska’s rape rate is almost three times the national average; for child sexual assault, it’s nearly six.


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iPhone 6 for $800? Airplane mode better take me on a vactions!
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TRUE: One of my female bartenders was born blind in one eye. At age 5 she was struck by lightning and her sight was restored.



Have you ever asked your weed delivery guy to pick up some Mexican food on his way?


No photoshop...


I often stop to think and forget to start again.


Remember that "extremely rare" hand growth thing...


When you truly don’t care what anyone thinks of you, you have gotten dangerously close to something called freedom.


I do so love professional football.

I always smiled when I read about how to clean mouse balls...
 ...but maybe that's jusst me.


I meet many young people who would jump out of the window over their financial crisis if they didn’t live in their parents’ basement.



 My brother, around his grandchildren, refers to flashlights as "Dark Suckers"...


How much carbon dating should be done before carbon marriage?



Mad honey," or deli bal as it is call in Turkey, contains a neurotoxin from rhododendrons called grayanotoxin that can cause "low blood pressure and irregularities in the heartbeat that bring on nausea, numbness, blurred vision, fainting, seizures, and even death, but hell, it makes you hallucinate so, of course, it has a large following.




If shoelaces are always becoming untied and headphones always tangle, then why don’t we use headphones for shoelaces?


You're welcome.

The stock market is obscenely high. It's only a matter of time before we see another crash...

This bird learned all kinds of tricks to acquire food simply by watching how it's done...

The original cast of SNL. Not only were they very talented...
 ...but back then they had cutting edge writers.

Wouldn't we all like to do this at least once...

There are supposed to be 32 things wrong with this picture...
 I think if you double click it, you will get the enlarged image.



Is infertility hereditary?


This classroom is equipped with a stationary bike desks. It seems to help squirmy kids stay in their seats... 


I may be grown up, but I’m not “a grown up”.



On a presumably rainy day in the mid-1950s, Craven Walker paid a visit to Queen’s Head, a small pub southwest of London. When he sat at the bar to order his first pint of Guinness, he noticed something strange perched beside liquor bottles on a shelf. A glass cocktail shaker full of water and oil blobs sat on a hot plate; upon being heated, the oil would rise to the top of the shaker. When Craven Walker inquired what this strange device was, the barkeep told him it was an egg timer: in just the amount of time it took the oil to rise, an egg could be fully cooked. Years earlier, a regular at the pub, Alfred Dunnett, had built the contraption, Craven Walker was told -- but it was only a one-off, and Dunnett had since passed away. Determined to pursue the idea further, Craven Walker contacted Dunnett’s widow and purchased the man’s patent for a sum of less than £20 (about $30 USD). For the next decade, between his nudist philandering and cinematic pursuits, Craven Walker set out to craft this rudimentary egg timer into an interior decoration.



“You just sit there and get drunk?”

“Noooo. I sit there judging people while I get drunk.”



 It is big...
 ...How big?


I reserve the right to have crappy ideas from time to time.




I once owned an Alfa Romeo Spider Convertible that would steer just like that. I used to take it out on a lonely road and drive between the stripes in the center line.



It’s not OCD. It’s just the correct ways of doing things.


One Of My Very Own...

(Bullshit)

Somebody else is interested in the instructions photographers give their models...
 And this one I found...
"You want me to get naked, then sit in a parking lot at the flea market?......... Okay."

This guy is just asking for trouble...

Never understood why fucking a farm animal is punished as severly as it is...

A headline:




It’s not my fault that I’m more attractive than you are.






When I meet someone for the first time, I like to mention the internet arguments I’ve won.





I always think that their are people who walk down this magnificent street every day of their lives...

 This is the way I feel when my wife insists I go with her to visit her family...

The bible says something about guys not shooting their sperm on the ground, but says nothing about a woman pleasuring herself...


We have directions on shampoo bottles. Think about that.





Why is it always guys that have to be pallbearers? It's 2014! Ladies, pick up you own dead aunt!



Mirror man, Rui Calcada Bastos...


A scientist changed his name to include the question mark: Robert Smith?


How....unusual....


My nephew has eaten an egg AND the chicken that laid it.


Look at the name on the post...
Baa-Ram-Ewe.


Yogurt, Peach and Apple Strips...


Another headline:

"School building caught fire during fire drill"
Yep, while the fire department was there for the drill, the building caught on fire.


I might add serve in the military.




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