Not as cool as the Disney watches I used to have a collection of before life ended that, but still not bad.
Also: video taken with a video camera that I got on sale for $15 (it’s a tad more than that now — one seller had just a few left and wanted to get rid of them).
I’m past 46 hours now. I’m kinda tempted to see if I can make it at least to 50.
Because I just had a desire to see what a Haunted Mansion cast member would look like if they could wear shorts.
Apologies to the cast member, whoever he is (photo found here, and I shopped out the creepy painted version that was standing next to him), as well as to the male model whose legs I used (found here, third preview image — thanks for wearing black shoes so the cast member would still have that part right post-shop).
I was actually surprised how few photos turned up that would work for this when I did an image search for “Haunted Mansion cast member.” I got a lot of Halloween Party versions of butlers, and a lot of upper-body shots, but there wasn’t much to choose from for full body shots of Mansion butlers.
Anyway, enjoy. Hopefully it’s at least good for a chuckle (as well as an explanation as to why you never see a Haunted Mansion cast member in shorts).
I did this for poops and chuckles earlier.
Little did I know that I’d see a somewhat similar look in reality later in the day wen I went into music mode.
From Mötley Crüe’s video of Home Sweet Home from 1991:
THESE ARE SOOOOO GOOD.
WHERE DO YOU BUY THESE?!?!?!
No one knows where, they just always appeared and you never not ate it..
We had a decorative jar of these tucked away in a closet when my first parents were together. They were brought out every Christmas as a decoration, but we were never allowed to eat them.
I think this is a bit too political for my own blog, but I thought you would find it amusing for the same reasons I did.
"Please don’t take my sound equipment to the Republican National Convention because it’s expensive and I don’t trust the people there not to steal it."
This is an excerpt from the book Making Dead Birds: Chronicle of a Film, about a Harvard anthropological expedition that went to New Guinea in 1961 and made a film about the Dani tribe called (surprise, surprise) Dead Birds. It’s drawn from letters, notes, and other documents the expedition leader, Robert Gardner, had saved.
The expedition’s sound recordist was recent Harvard grad Michael Rockefeller, whose father, New York governor Nelson Rockefeller, was running to be the Republican candidate for President in 1960. Michael asked Gardner if he could practice recording with the equipment he would use in New Guinea at the national convention. This is what Gardner wrote to him in response.
I actually don’t look at this as overly political, even as much as I like to mock Republicans. I think the lesson here is “if someone wants to borrow your equipment for something where a lot of people will be around and you don’t feel like you can say no, at least give them the cheap equipment just in case.
Thanks for sending it, Kai!
why do straight ppl think they can whine about gay ppl “throwing their sexuality in our faces” when almost every waking second of every minute of every day of my life is filled with heterosexual romance media and heteronormativity. like u think 2 girls holding hands in public is rubbing their sexuality in ur face you have no fucking idea what queer people go through on a daily basis shut the fuck up
Does this happen often? That doesn’t seem like it’s healthy!
It’s happening more and more often lately.
Here’s the Reader’s Digest version (old-people speak for condensed version) of my recent history. I’ve had a headache since May of last year. It got to the point where, between the headache and heavy stress, I was hardly sleeping at all. Granted, I’ve had trouble sleeping since I was a little kid, but it’s been worse. (And before you ask, I can’t see a doctor — I just can’t afford to, and I’m not going to deal with collection agencies if I go anyway. I don’t qualify for Medicaid because my parents claim me on their taxes, and they have decent money. I don’t, but since they claim me their income counts on the application.)
Then I started doing surveys and small transcription jobs and things on MTurk, and started earning a little money that I could spend on Amazon (I’m long-term unemployed, so I don’t have any real money). It’s not much — usually $5-10 per week on average. And for years I’ve been curious about sleep aids. So I bought some. And they worked.
But I don’t want to take them constantly. Yet when I don’t, this happens.
But I can take 4-5 days’ worth and sleep for 18 hours if I’m lucky. And since I’m usually pretty miserable anyway, I sort of like doing that — but again, I don’t want to completely overdo it. If I take too many in too short a period, I tend to feel nauseous, and my legs tense up all restless leg syndrome-like, and that keeps me from getting sleep too.
I’m still trying to figure out the balance. But usually I wait until I at least feel a little tired before I take anything, because otherwise I’ll lay here for hours, even after taking pills. And so far I’ve been lying here in bed since about 5:00 this morning, and there’s been no hint of sleep on the horizon (I got up at 12:30am — not this morning, but yesterday — Easter morning).
Is it too blasphemous if I start looking for a cave to lie down in on the third day?
“This weekend POCHO Florida Burro Jefe Santino J. Rivera sent me a heads up about a Tweet featuring one of my editorial cartoons. I clicked the link and just about fell out of my chair.
The graphic in the Tweet was a side-by-side presentation of my cartoon showing a Native American confronting an Indian-mascot-garbed sports fan next to a photograph of a Native American confronting an Indian-mascot-garbed sports fan (image, above.)
They are eerily similar. The strange part was that I drew my cartoon in 2002, and the photo was taken last week in Cleveland, home of the Cleveland “Indians”:”
Believe me when I say I didn’t want to pull this card. Sadly I don’t have a choice in the matter anymore.
I make plushies. I make plushies because it has been a whole year since I graduated High school and STILL I can’t even get so much as a damn interview. I make plushies because, in the last two weeks, I have had breakfast a total of once, supper only three times and lunch? Yeah, no. Forget lunch. My dad is CONTINUOUSLY putting off VERY IMPORTANT knee surgery because it means he will be out of work for an entire year. I have been reluctant to accept the help I need for my mental health because I am not even sure if we can afford it/the medication.
So yeah. Shit is definitively very difficult, and I need all the help I can get. I know my plushies/stuffed animals/whatever you want to call them are not the absolute best. I can’t afford food, I sure as hell can’t afford minky and all those other expensive and fancy fabrics.
What I can give you is hand sewn creatures or people that are VERY inexpensive and crafted with donated items or scraps of fabric. In fact, my human dolls are made out of socks!
I also write stuff.
Details under the cut for your convenience. PLEASE pass this along! I need ALL the help I can get.
I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself.
I’m up to 40 hours awake now and still no sleep coming as far as I can tell.
1,937 millionaires would get an $87,000 tax break.
Middle class families would pay $2000 more in taxes.
44,617 seniors would pay more for medicine by bringing back the prescription drug donut hole.
8,950 college students wouldn’t receive Pell Grants.
1,058 domestic violence victims would lose access to the STOP Violence Against Women Program.
1,550 children would lose access to Head Start.
Dial up the numbers for your own state.
The actual budget (pdf file) makes it all the way to page 5 before stating the intention to repeal Obamacare and take access to health care away from those who have gained it under the Affordable Care Act.
That may seem like a lot of restraint before they got to that, but here’s the first few pages summarized:
Page 1 is the title page.
Page 2 is blank.
Page 3 is the Table of Contents.
Page 4 is blank.
Page 5 promises to repeal Obamacare, taking away health care from those who just got it, and promises welfare reform.
Page 6 invokes 9/11 (still the go-to Republican excuse to rule with an iron fist) and then says that the budget doesn’t actually include the welfare reform plan that it promises on page 5.
Then they finally start the introduction.
Voting is going to be incredibly important this November.