Superman Snugglers

I'm not even gonna poke fun at this with a ten-foot pole.

Κρε(α)τίνοι

Σφίχτεν: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_nqMoB0jHkQ

Σφίχτεν: ayto einai to neo moy paixnidi

Σπέκεν: Μάστα, θα το παίρνω κι εγώ το noxplode αλλά δε θα γυμνάζομαι. Έτσι, να κάνω κοιλάρα.

Σπέκεν: Απλά θα την παίζω συνέχεια να μου γίνει μόνστερ.

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Σπέκεν: Έχουν βάλει τρία κιλά πολτοποιημένο KFC.

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Σφίχτεν: posa na pareis apo fai pia

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Σπέκεν: Να γεμίζω ένα ποτήρι να το μουλιάζω μια ώρα το πρωί και μια ώρα το βράδυ. :P

Σπέκεν: Όπως όταν πρωτοέκανα το piercing. Τον έβαζα μέσα σε ποτήρι με αλατόνερο για πεντάλεπτο πρωί βράδυ.

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Σπέκεν: (Καλά ρε, τόσο σοβαρά παίρνεις ότι πω; )

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Σπέκεν: Για κάτσε μισό, τι πράμα σε καίει λίγο στο στόμα;

Bubba and the Robot Snake

The post’s title is not the name of another shit cartoon show that’ll turn your kids into sociopaths. Seriously. It’s actually a straightforward reference to the following story I came across during my daily feed reading.

(I’ve taken the liberty of underlining those parts of the story I think have had a brush with Outrageous®.)

Plumber uses snake with camera to find cat in wall

Mon May 18, 4:38 pm ET

MARION, Ark. – When Bubba the cat disappeared inside the home he shares with Cheryl and Phillip Albers, they knocked holes in walls looking for him, but he couldn't be found. Bubba's meows could be heard through the night last Monday, Cheryl Albers said, after he vanished following a visit from an air-conditioner repairman.

Bubba normally hides high atop a kitchen cabinet when there is a stranger in the house that he doesn't want to meet, Albers said. He wasn't there, however, after the repairman left.

Taking their cue from where they thought the meowing was coming from, the Albers cut holes in the walls of their dining room, their hallway and their closet. Then, they cut through the floor boards in their attic and ripped out insulation—all to no avail. The meows continued, but there was no sign of the cat making them.

Finally, on Thursday, the Albers called Roto Rooter.

"We're plumbers, not cat finders," Roto Rooter's Fred Simmons told Memphis, Tenn., television station WMC.

But using a camera-equipped metal snake to search between the walls, Simmons turned out to be a cat finder after all.

"We just run the camera down through it and seen two eyes," Simmons said.

Bubba had fallen into a hole in the wall at her favorite hiding place and got stuck in a narrow passageway between the cabinet and the wall. After putting one more hole in the hall closet, Bubba was set free.

"She's really good today," Albers said Friday. "She's eating and drinking and we're all happy again."

In typical cat style, Bubba snubbed the man who saved her life, but her owner couldn't be more grateful.

Simmons said Roto Rooter won't be charging the Albers for the hours spent looking for Bubba.

But Bubba's adventure won't be cheap—they still have to repair the damage they did to their home.

…I feel like I’ve just finished a hyper-jump through space at Ludicrous Speed.

Secretary gymnastics

Yeah, it's pretty impressive, sure. But I still think I'd rather have seen it from a different angle.

Yum.

Ευγένιος Σπαθάρης (2 Ιανουαρίου, 1924 - 9 Μαΐου, 2009)

Τα παιδικά μου χρόνια θα ήταν πολύ διαφορετικά χωρίς εσένα και το έργο σου, Ευγένιε. Ευχαριστώ.


(Η φωτογραφία είναι του Κώστα Καρακαλά, παρμένη χωρίς άδεια από τον ίδιο. Είναι, όμως, σπάνιο και όμορφο στιγμιότυπο, και ο τρόπος με τον οποίο θα ήθελα να θυμάμαι τον Ευγένιο Σπαθάρη. Άλλες φωτογραφίες του Κώστα Καρακαλά μπορούν να βρεθούν εδώ.)

Duck and Cover

We can hide behind our fingers. It’s just as effective at avoiding the necessary solution.

The proof is in the history.

Spam: Is He Out There?‏

I received the following spam mail a couple of days back. I've long ago stopped wondering if people actually fall for this sort of bunk. (I mean, it's neo-Darwinism at its finest if they do: it's unlikely we'll make it through the next couple of centuries with the sort of tolerance and support we show to idiocy.)

Right. Back to the matter at hand, though:

From: Sophiya N. (bpotterfieldn@thepotterfieldgroup.com)
Sent: Wednesday, February 25, 2009 2:19:25 AM
To: [a whole bunch of e-mail addresses -- yes, that "privet"]

Privet, dear

Definitely no games only honesty.Once I was walking down the street in the early morning and I noticed this intricate spider web covered in dew. It looked like a string of pearls greeting the morning sun. The trouble is I had nobody to share this sight with. I should tell you that I don't go for one-night stands or casual sex. I believe that love is built on mutual respect. Respect for time, space, ideas, feelings and each other. I don't like arguing, I am a woman of peace and calm and love. I like romance and good food, quiet times in front of the fireplace. If you need the same, you’ve found me http: //charming-woman.com/greatloves/

Bye
Sophia

I'm trying my best to put myself in the shoes of whomever might feel compelled seriously to consider this, um... alluring invitation to quiet, "privet" times in front of the fireplace.

From: Sophiya N. (bpotterfieldn@thepotterfieldgroup.com)

Wouldn't you at the very least want the name to match the e-mail address, even remotely?

To: [a whole bunch of e-mail addresses -- yes, that "privet"]

I'm not the jealous type, but, seriously, I think this is gonna be an issue. Who're all these other guys? We haven't even started dating yet!

Privet, dear

If I'm gonna have to look up words in the dictionary just to see if they exist, this relationship is already in serious trouble. Especially if your pet name for me is a shrub.

Definitely no games only honesty.Once I was walking down the street in the early morning and I noticed this intricate spider web covered in dew. It looked like a string of pearls greeting the morning sun. The trouble is I had nobody to share this sight with. I should tell you that I don't go for one-night stands or casual sex.

Sophia, simply can't contain my excitement over the honesty. Or the intricate spider web. The dew was just added bonus. I've been out of the game for a while, it had completely slipped my mind that arthropod sightings lead to casual sex. I'd always blamed paganism for the latter.

I believe that love is built on mutual respect. Respect for time, space, ideas, feelings and each other. I don't like arguing, I am a woman of peace and calm and love. I like romance and good food, quiet times in front of the fireplace.

Not to mention you love yoga, walks on the beach, and margaritas. Or you should, anyway. You sound just my type, so I'm sure you're into all that stuff.

If you need the same, you’ve found me http: //charming-woman.com/greatloves/

I didn't find you that URL, you found it yourself. I can't take credit for the kind deeds of oth... hey, wait a minute. What on earth were you looking up there, Sophia? You're looking up charming women? Are all my stereotypical male fantasies about to come true?

Bye
Sophia

Le sigh. Just... le sigh.

Achille Devéria

Achille Jacques-Jean-Marie Devéria was a French painter and lithographer (apparently). I was unaware of his work until... hmmm, I don't even remember WHAT the heck I was looking up on Wikipedia.

Interesting illustrations.

The Prodigy, "Omen"

The Prodigy are back to their old-school goodness. Check it out.

Or don't. (Ornery cuss! Hmph!)

Fail: Covert Security

Hmmm. This should go really well with my Secret Agent jacket...