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Another lion

From Flickr poster Lonely Heart, in Australia.

Lions, at Dirty John Bonny. I love this series.

Editorial

Navel-gazing and meta-stuff

Looking at the logs again.

This is what makes this so much fun.

This post, about Thomas Eakins butts, was hugely popular, getting page hits from Switzerland, Saudi Arabia, Iraq, The Russian Federation (a whole bunch of those), Latvia (I had to think for a bit to remember where Latvia is), Italy, India, France, Viet Nam (Hello, Viet Nam!), and Thailand, and even Neptune, New Jersey (Neptune, how cool is that?).

Variations on "roy orbison k d lang crying" are still the most frequent Google search terms, landing here. I don't get why people can't go right to YouTube or Google Video.

Other search words are somewhat disturbing, but I guess I asked for it, going on about willies.

If you exclude the emo boys, Dirty John Bonny still rules on boys kissing.

Another most viewed page features those gorgeous people with animal portraits here, that I love to go back to from time to time.

Outer Space

outer_space
Originally uploaded by nikistyl

Overdue time for some sciency stuff.

An utterly charming image from nikistyl, also known as Niki Stylianou in Athens, Greece.


I'm experimenting with posting direct from Flickr. See how it works, or not.

Got any crackers?

Via my friend Wolfie.

A seagull in Scotland has developed the habit of stealing chips from a neighborhood shop. The seagull waits until the shopkeeper isn't looking, and then walks into the store and grabs a snack-size bag of cheese Doritos.

Once outside, the bag gets ripped open and shared by other birds.

The seagull's shoplifting started early this month when he first swooped into the store in Aberdeen, Scotland, and helped himself to a bag of chips. Since then, he's become a regular. He always takes the same type of chips.

Customers have begun paying for the seagull's stolen bags of chips because they think it's so funny.

I had to check it out at Snopes.com, and it appears to be true.

Which put in mind of my all-time favorite joke.

A duck walks into a bar and asks the bartender "Got any crackers?"

The bartender says "We have beer, booze and wine. No crackers, now get out of here."

So the duck leaves. The next day he comes back. "Got any crackers?"

The bartender says "I told you, we don't have any crackers! Get out!" So the duck leaves.

The next day the duck goes in again. "Got any crackers?"

"For the last time, we don't have crackers! Beer, booze, wine. Get it?"
If you ever come back, I'm going to nail your beak to the floor!"

So the duck leaves. The next day the duck comes and asks, "Do you have any nails?"

The bartender says, "No, of course not. "

The duck then says, "Good. Can I have some crackers?

Picture

Another lion

With permission,
and thanks to Lady Muck.

I never thought much of the courage of a lion tamer. Inside the cage he is at least safe from people.

- George Bernard Shaw

Lions at Dirty John Bonny.

Picture

Another pirate

With permission and thanks to teadollie.

I am the very model of a modern Major-General
I’ve information vegetable, animal and mineral
I know the Kings of England, and I quote the fights historical
From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical.

We are all single gentlemen.

Yes, I gathered that – Anything else?

No, nothing else.

Papa, don’t believe them; they are pirates – the famous Pirates of Penzance!

Linky: Gilbert and Sullivan's opera The Pirates of Penzance.

Bicycle

A bit of an essay a propos of nothing at all.

I think this is OK with a credit and a link.
But I can't read French for crap any more.

My first bicycle had slightly loose handlebars. I could push them down or pull them up. The hand grips were equipped with cool streamers.

But the handlebars were connected to the rocket engines in the back. If I shifted down, then the rocket engines would point to the ground and launch me into the sky.

This really happened. I spent a summer flying over the rooftops of my neighborhood, with a mental soundtrack of newly-discovered rock 'n' roll. Chuck Berry was the best for altitude.

This was in that between time when riding a bike was freedom, and before "Freedom's Just Another Word for "Nothin' Left to Lose'".

Dame Edna and k.d. - part two

Duet

I'm Every Woman.
Almost two.

I'm every woman
Its all in me
Anything you want done baby
I do it naturally

I'm every woman
Its all in me
I can read your thoughts right now
Every one from a to z

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
"When, when did you first know you were Canadian?"

Part one, at Dirty John Bonny.

There are tears of laughter on my keyboard.

Pirate laws

Creative Commons license.
Thanks to Damgaard.

A pirate does not ask for directions. He relies only on his gut feeling, a compass, or a treasure map.

Parrots are the preferred pirate companion. Monkeys are an acceptable substitute, unless they fling their feces at people. Then they are an awesome substitute.

A pirate should always remove his hat in the presence of a bartender.

Pirate Law: A pirate does not use the word "Fabulous". Ever.

Female pirates are allowed some exception to rules concerning hygiene and garmentry, but must make up for it by using twice as much profanity.

Yeah, I know they got the eye patch on the wrong side.

Pirate Laws.

Talk Like a Pirate Day

Today, September 19, is Talk Like a Pirate Day.

Cap’n Dyke, Lesbian Pirate Queen & Rogue Blogger covers it better than I ever could ...

... With Muffin, the cross-dressin’ Bear o’Mystery.

Linkys:
Found via Crooks and Liars.
Talk Like a Pirate Day official site.
John Bonny and Anne Bonny here.

Dame Edna

With k.d. lang.
Big, big giggles.

Almost ten.

I make no apologies for the words, for the terminology,- perhaps the coarse terminology that I'm going to use now. When, when did you first know you were Canadian?

With Cindy Crawford.

You're like me, I don't think you regret much at all ...

Dame Edna Everage at Wikipedia.
k.d. lang - Constant Craving at YouTube.

Picture

Another lion

Used with permission.
Thanks to Vicki & Chuck Rogers.

Lions at Dirty John Bonny.

Pavarotti

Requiescat in pace

Luciano Pavarotti and Barry White. Really.
About five.

Related: Beverly Sills, at Dirty John Bonny.

Boys kissing

Boys kissing: number eleventy-seven

In the first place, God made idiots. That was for practice. Then he made school boards.
-Mark Twain

On Thursday evening, when the seniors gathered at a restaurant here for the Senior Banquet, students received the yearbooks...
But the picture of Mr. Jackson kissing his boyfriend was gone. School officials had blacked it out. Roughly 250 yearbooks were distributed, and all of them had a black-marker splotch covering every inch of the photo.

Linky to the New York Times.

I'm reading between the lines here, but this is just a perfect trifecta of the scary: black and Hispanic and queer all at the same time.

How many people, and how many black markers, did it take to pretend to erase these people - to pretend that they wouldn't exist anymore?


Boys kissing at Dirty John Bonny.