Downhill all the way

I’m pretty terrible at debating, but it seems to me that this quite delightful-looking bit of propaganda made by the American Petroleum Institute makes a good case for less wasteful alternative energy and ethical bioplastics. Your mileage may vary.

Shellebration

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I don’t know if you guys have been following the saga of Flash the lost tortoise on the Reply All podcast (I wasn’t until today), but man, what a knuckle-cracker. Back in October, as part of Reply All’s “10 Minutes on Craigslist” segment, contributer Damiano Marchettie decided to further investigate an ad he found on the SF bay area Craigslist:

Lost tortoise: Flash has escaped. Last seen near Gregory Court in the Rincon Valley area. If you have seen this large tortoise, we would appreciate his return. He has been our pet for 36 years. He does not come when you call him. Thank you.

so he talked to the people who posted the ad, and it seems that Flash is quite a character. He likes watermelon, he destroys screen doors, Grandma thinks he’s pretty jazzy. So he went missing, the family did a big press to find him, and then some mailman thought he found him so he dropped some other lost tortoise off at this family’s house, and:

“So the last one we … we posted two days ago was that, ‘We lost our tortoise and in the process of looking for him we found someone else’s lost tortoise, which is too weird. So if you live in Rincon Valley and you have lost a tortoise contact us, this one may be yours.'”

It goes on. You should listen to this story or read the transcript (story starts about two-thirds of the way in; about 24:10 on the audio).

Anyway, the story came to a conclusion at the end of this week’s episode. Again, this starts quite a way in (at about 17:45 on the audio). I don’t want to spoil it more than I possibly have with the title of this post, but let’s just say that it may or may not involve fighting raccoons in storm drains. A turtle-y captivating story.

Word of the day for Tuesday, February 28th

I don’t know what I was doing yesterday, but I found myself in the midst of a lot of Australian words that I had never heard as a kid in those Australian tourism ads starring Paul Hogan: larrikinism, bunyip, yakka. My favorite, however, is:

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shivoo. Shivooooooooo! It means a boisterous party or celebration. “Origin uncertain” according to dictionary.com. My humble opinion is that you know you’re really at a boisterous party when the noise of the party reaches a cacophony of nonsense words “Shivoooo!” and such like. Shivoo just sounds better as a word for a party than Blarghablah or Yakyak. Also, I haven’t looked them up yet but it’s possible that those are Australian words for something else.

Published in: on February 28, 2017 at 7:49 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Coming of age

Benny and I went to a “coming of age” themed party last night, and for a while we were the only people dressed in costume besides an awesome roller disco-dressed pal. So I’m not sure how grown up we are. I guess I could make the argument that being grown up is dressing up for a costume party and not worrying whether other people are going to dress up. What I do know is that being grown up is a lot more than being organized, because if that were the case, I would have been grown up a long time ago.

This week’s animation gets extra points for the part where it seems like Grandmother Cat is getting a prank call from a cow. She’s not, but it sure seems like it at first.

Blame it on Toad and friends

We’ve been encountering a lot of rain here in Los Angeles for the past 18 hours or so, but it appears right now that the Master Of The Sky has lost another chess game to Lady Drought and this is the end of it. When will you learn to stop playing with her, Master Of The Sky? You know she cheats.

A very mellowed yellow

Right now I’m working in a fairly corporate/industrial area, and when I went for a walk around lunchtime, my surroundings were pretty bleak. Until I came across this on the sidewalk:

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Thank you, Vaudeville gag-style litter. You always make me laugh.

Published in: on February 16, 2017 at 8:16 pm  Leave a Comment  
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That was way harsh

If I weren’t already friends with the person who made this found dog flyer, I would probably try to meet them and make friends, if just for their astute powers of observation. This dog does seem a little like Cher from Clueless, no?

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Pre-failing the driver’s test, of course. Look at that unsullied face; she doesn’t even know yet that her boyfriend is gay.

Published in: on February 13, 2017 at 8:01 pm  Leave a Comment  
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But can she bake a cherry pie?

There’s a pretty good gag in this cartoon involving the raspberry jam making a “raspberry.” I started wondering why the derisive noise also known as a “Bronx cheer” came to be known as a raspberry, and I learned that it comes from Cockney rhyming slang. “Raspberry tart” = “fart.” Well, there you have it. Enjoy those tarts, everybody.

Listen to the mocking

I’ve never been able to resolve in my mind a story theme like the one in today’s cartoon. Is the moral that you should be grateful for what you have, or is it saying you shouldn’t strive outside of your station in life? I’m not going to make any headway with this any time soon, I don’t think. So let’s focus on something else in the cartoon: the cheerful song “Listen To The Mocking Bird.”

You may know it as a theme for The Three Stooges or Heckle & Jeckle. Upbeat, positive, a little goofy. “Listen to the mocking bird, listen to the mocking bird…”. And I always forget; what’s the next line?

“Oh, the mocking bird is singing o’er her grave.” What? That’s rather interesting. Apparently Abraham Lincoln liked it quite a lot, assessing it as “… sincere as the laughter of a little girl at play.” I guess little girls at play used to be a little more macabre than they are today. Fine; let’s go back to talking about the cartoon.

Okay. Why does the parrot get to sit uncaged in the living room while the canary is imprisoned? Isn’t the parrot more likely to cause injury to that old lady? Should I stop analyzing this cartoon? Yes, I think I should stop analyzing this cartoon.

A chance meating

I was digging around on Etsy this morning, looking at resin jewelry to see if my own recent projects compared favorably or not to what was being offered for sale, and I came across this bacon necklace:

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It is quite charmingly described thusly: “My idea was to create necklace which is not typical to wear, I wanted something unusual that would wear only the bravest people! Inner part of the pendant is red cause I wanted to mimic lights above the meat in stores, which is red, to give meat brighter color. This necklace is made from original Croatian bacon salami. I’m very proud to say that Meat Collection is one of my most unusual necklace collections.”

Zeljka the jewelry maker is great. She has also made some dead bee and wasp nest necklaces, and ooh! Cheese. Guys and gals, Valentine’s Day is coming up…

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