So, I came across a body art gallery, and this picture elicited the above response from an online friend.
You can find the picture, along with a lot of neat body art pix, which include nipples, here.
*This bon mot is not mine, and I claim no credit for it.
I need a screen cleaner.
It appears that CNBC’s dissing of bloggers has offended someone who knows photoshop:
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This cartoon seems to imply that some sort of latte is is the holy sacrament of Atheists.
If this is the case, is it a full caf, half caf, skinny, mocha, soy, or what?
Or do you, like us God fearing folks, just kill each other over disagreements about what sort of sacrament is appropriate to drink, as is traditional?
Well, we now have a new theory on the fate artist Vincent Van Gogh’s ear, that rather than having cut it off himself, that it was as a result of a fight with fellow artist, and friend Paul Gaugin:
According to official versions, the disturbed Dutch painter cut off his ear with a razor after a row with Gauguin in 1888. Bleeding heavily, Van Gogh then walked to a brothel and presented the severed ear to an astonished prostitute called Rachel before going home to sleep in a blood-drenched bed.
But two German art historians, who have spent 10 years reviewing the police investigations, witness accounts and the artists’ letters, argue that Gauguin, a fencing ace, most likely sliced off the ear with his sword during a fight, and the two artists agreed to hush up the truth.
This is a definition of friendship of which I was previously unaware.
*You really didn’t think that I could pass up this pun.
*Not my bon mot. That honor goes to Cthulhu at Short Skool Bus.
My Liary, “A journal to record all my fibs, white lies, and larger distortions of the truth.”
It is for recording those times when one stretches the truth, along with turn of the last century (c 1900) cartoons, which appeals to me, since I grew up with the original illustrations of A.A. Milne’s Winnie the Pooh, and so they feel comforting.
I got a copy from a reader, and as a parent, it proves useful.
Between the tooth fairy and Keith Olbermann, I have to keep what I say to the kids straight.
It’s available for purchase at the link.
Pictures of interior below:
Jess Bachman give us this chart explaining the current unemployment rate.
Zoinks!
He’s an impoverished graphic designer with some neat posters for sale.
The Iraqis have erected a statue dedicated to George W. Bush, in Tikrit of all places:
It’s in honor of the journalist who threw a shoe at him actually, and I don’t think that I’ve seen a picture of Iraqis looking so…so….happy in a very long time.
No, this is not The Onion.
You know, I just got the news that Mad Magazine is going quarterly from monthly, which unfortunately means that it’s circulating the drain.
Still, it appears that they still have comedic chops:
This is just as funny, in a Mad Magazine kind of way, as when the Onion says, “Black Man Given Nation’s Worst Job“.
It’s also a reason why I shouldn’t be President. I’d be mainlining bat guano right now.
Click pic to go to Mad.
Courtesy of The Big Picture
