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Here are the last 23 headers in case you missed them:

Welcome to the website that's...

"statistically rigorous!"
"partially dehydrogenated!"
"all about Kelly today!"
"getting its degree! It can major in business management or accounting!"
"got its powers in the gluttony and the pleasure of the belly!"
"an abomination under the Lord!"
"not that into you!"
"also learning the spiked nunchaku!"
"inexplicably popular with the fat cats on Wall Street!"
"lied to the red hammer!"
"can walk through goats!"
"a hotbed of vice and lubricity!"
"primarily responsible for all skin blemishes!"
"reminiscing on the occasion it first heard the word 'bee-yotch'!"
"where people can read stuff and like yeah!"
"brazenly ignoring internet blogging standards you've come to expect!"
"saying rugpu!"
"bringing us one step closer to the brink of extinction!"
"brought to you by Charter Game Concepts, LTD!"
"strong enough to break the bravest heart!"
"thinking about becoming a cyborg!"
"A MAN-HOSE!"
"the only urban legends site on the net that will tell you they're all true!"




I also updated the welcomes page that lists all the headers that I've done.

Here is a look at the number of times I mentioned certain items:

Monkeys: 3
Vegetables: 2
Eggs: 3
Henry: 10
Robots: 4
Chelsea Clinton: 1
Fury: 2
Klingons: 1
Grand Rapids, Michigan: 1
Eyes: 4
Cheese: 3
Russians: 2
Monty Python quotes: 7
Simpsons quotes: 5
Star Wars quotes: 4
Song quotes: 27
TV/Cartoon quotes: 8
Accidental repeats: 2



  • Illustratrix Emily Flake who makes with the comic strip Lulu Eightball

  • Partyka receives praise at SIZE MATTERS: The Mini-Comic Blog

  • And how bout a blog of sketches?







    When Strangers Interpret Your Dreams
    ...or When Dream-Dads Attack

    On July 21, 2004, I emailed my friend about a dream.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From me:

    last night i had a dream about your dad. please don't forward this to your dad or your mom.

    there was a giant snake in my parent's front yard. (this actually relates to a real life event because my supervisor at work told me last week that she had a giant snake in her backyard.) in the dream, i was scared when i saw it and i ran back inside and tried to find on the internet if the snake's coloring patterns meant it was poisonous. i think the snake was attacking a child outside, and so there was a moral dilemma about whether i should keep surfing the web or run out and save the child. your father stepped in though to save the day. he had the cool manner of a scientist and said "this is no problem". he went out and began to grab the snake. it turned into a strange little man-like creature in his arms, which was very peculiar... it was sort of like a gremlin. i noticed in the dream that it was very reminiscent of the star wars bounty hunter named greedo. your father had it in his arms and began to beat the crap out of it. i was aghast. he was really physically abusing it, punching its head again and again. it was very excessive. kelly was there and she was horrified and urged me to get him to stop. i said "um, mr. "so-and-so" (your dad), i think, since you've caught the creature, it's okay and you can stop hurting it." and he said, still with that cool scientific manner while simultaneously repeatedly smashing his fist into its face, "no, no. this is some kind of new species and it needs to be studied. this is the proper way to subdue this animal." i thought he must be nuts. the way things were going there wasn't going to be much of an animal left to study except maybe its pulpy remains.

    that's it.

    so what does it all mean?

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From my friend:

    may i allow some friends to independently analyze this and then send you their interpretations?

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From me:

    yeah sure. s'long as your friends ain't your ma and da.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From 1st friend of friend:

    there was a giant snake in my parent's front yard. (this actually relates to a real life event because my supervisor at work told me last week that she had a giant snake in her backyard.) in the dream, i was scared when i saw it and i ran back inside and tried to find on the internet (scientific and distant approach for Henry) if the snake's coloring patterns meant it was poisonous. i think the snake was attacking a child outside, and so there was a moral dilemma about whether i should keep surfing the web or run out and save the child (Henry wanted to save the child, your father wanted to subdue the animal). your father stepped in though to save the day. he had the cool manner of a scientist and said "this is no problem" (scientific and distant approach for your dad). he went out and began to grab the snake. it turned into a strange little man-like creature (maybe a child?) in his arms, which was very peculiar... it was sort of like a gremlin. i noticed in the dream that it was very reminiscent of the star wars bounty hunter named greedo. your father had it in his arms and began to beat the crap out of it. i was aghast. he was really physically abusing it, punching its head again and again. it was very excessive (Your dad presents himself as being in control, but is really out of control.). kelly was there and she was horrified and urged me to get him to stop. i said "um, mr. "so-and-so" (your dad), i think, since you've caught the creature, it's okay and you can stop hurting it." and he said, still with that cool scientific manner while simultaneously repeatedly smashing his fist into its face, "no, no. this is some kind of new species and it needs to be studied. this is the proper way to subdue this animal." i thought he must be nuts. the way things were going there wasn't going to be much of an animal left to study except maybe its pulpy remains. (There is no further mention of the child)

    Words to think about are in red.
    My thoughts are in blue.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From 2nd friend of friend:

    i've never been able to figure out much from my dreams except for really obvious things. so all i can give you is what seems obvious.

    the snake he already figured out, a real snake in a backyard.
    the internet because it has all the answers
    your dad because he's a scientist
    when the snake turned into the gremlin, did the child disappear? maybe
    the gremlin was a mixture of the child and the snake.
    i can't explain the beating.

    the real question is why henry didn't want the dream forwarded to your parents.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    From 3rd friend of friend:

    obviously the following things are true about Henry's dream:

    1. the snake is always a penis (and it's in the FRONT yard and not the BACK like in his supervisor's experience, his subconscious altered this for a reason). therefore you can interpret the snake as either Henry's masculinity (Jung said that the people and objects in our dreams are all reflections or refractions of parts of our own personality) OR the snake is masculinity in general (more of a Freudian slant). And the snake turned into a "man-like" thing... more evidence.

    2. masculine desire is always threatening... Henry was just googling to make sure what kind of threat it was.

    3. your dad, being a scientist, is the anti-dote to masculine desire and therefore a savior-image. the child/victim represents purity and everything that is sacred in the face of the profane, masculine desire and only a true science can emasculate it (c.f. Durkheim, of course)

    4. However, even science is masculine so after a while your dad revealed his true colors - became the violent, physical, man that he is - even science can't save that...

    5. Henry's girlfriend is the anti-dote to masculine desire (or counterpart) and therefore interceeds on behalf of the pure child/victim. However, masculine power always wins in the end and so your dad doesn't stop beating the snake/man/penis.

    6. Jung would say that Henry is dealing with inner conflicts over his masculine identity. What type of man does he want to be? How will his girlfriend react to what he really wants?

    7. Lastly, obviously, your dad is a scary mother%&$@er and we should all be afraid of him. He's even worse than the penis/man/snake.

    8. Henry should just get over himself and embrace his feminine side regardless of the anticipated reaction of his girlfriend and family.

    9. Henry should stop playing with his Star Wars figures before bed.

    hope this helps,

    yes, I have a lot of experience with dream interpretation,





    Tanuki?



  • Burlesque and Side Degree Specialties, Paraphernalia and Costumes, a fraternalism supply catalog

  • Jason Sherry, collages, photography, etc.

  • Advice from Sir Charles Grandiose, humor column written in Victorian style



             
                  



  • Illustrations by Michael Rytz, who also keeps a blog of sketches

  • Unlike most boys, I never got into He-Man, but now I think "He" is funny. This is an awesome text-heavy but highly informative promotional pamphlet for He-Man.

  • This guy's great: Joann Sfar, interviewed on NPR; he talks about the surreal music that is comics. Then at the end he sings a weird song.

  • Here's my family's ancestral home.

  • Well, I was going to post about the tanuki but Dorotha already did such a good job of it for Jon's blog. Man, how did I miss the tanuki? After all my researches into japanese folklore creatures, I missed the tanuki?! It's just crazy. I'm thinking of quitting.





    Before You Consult the Robots, Consult ME For I Know Much More Than Them

         

    One of the above three robots is a Master of Deception. Which one would you vote for as Robot President?
    I know the correct choice.


        

    When children play with robots, or build them, does that mean robots are our future?
    I can tell you the answer; all you have to do is ask.


             

    What about the popular media?
    What about it? See? I know what questions to ask in response to people in order to get clarification. This is the kind of specialized knowledge I possess.


             

    Are robots menacing? Do I have anything to fear from them? For example, death by metal claw?
    This is the sort of question you don't want to be asking a robot. Ask a third party. And by third party, I of course mean me, aka Mr. Third Party.

    So come on down to Mr. Third Party's Robot Answers, where hotdogs are always free!


    Or check out some robot toys



    HOLY! RANDO-SNIPPINGS OF NUTHING

  • My friend Brennan saw Ron Jeremy in the airport:

    "I was like... That guy looks like a troll... that guy is famous or something... THAT GUY IS A PORN STAR."


    Ron Jeremy, aka THE TROLL, has been making films since the tender age of 48. His rise to power is chronicled in a recent documentary called THE MAKING OF A TROLL, which airs midnights on the A&E channel through the month of October, which is National Troll Week in Venezuela. "Living under the Bridge, like I have, for the last 30 years has been a ride, a real ride," Jeremy said via the speakers to a lady in the drive-thru waiting for a burger. "Uh-hum. Is this thing on? I am a porn star." A descent into alcohol and drugs ended his career a day earlier than he'd meant to, but that didn't stop him from murdering various goats, eating their carcasses, and barring people's way on the bridge with the stipulation that they solve his riddle. Jeremy says, "I still like to get a rise out of people, if you know what I mean." He can currently be seen talking on a pay phone at the DFW airport. Spot him if you can! Throw garbage at him. As always, the Troll abides.


  • Here are some intentionally bad raps where all I did was rhyme a single word:

    My name is Henry Stokes
    And I tell the mad jokes
    My wit, it pokes
    And I'm here to coax
    To hear you say "holy smokes!"
    I got more fizz than Cokes
    I'm more crazy than your folks
    I'm better than all them blokes
    Actin' all funny - it's a hoax
    The old men get strokes
    The big fat guy chokes
    When I do my thing, it seriously evokes
    the might of the ancient oaks
    When it rains, it soaks
    Out of the egg, I takes the yolks
    Through me, The Lord spokes

    dorotha harried napped
    but after, felt like crap'd
    all her energy was sapped
    wake up! wake up! she slapped
    any food ideas were scrapped
    her hastiness was apt
    so in coat and scarf she wrapped
    the way to school was mapped
    her hands and lips were chapped
    but to the cold she did adapt
    she arrived in class unflapped
    her audience was rapt
    she yapped and yapped and yapped
    at every word, they clapped
    but suddenly she snapped
    they tried to run, were trapped
    she'd come to school... well, strapped
    blapitty! blap! blap! blap'd
    all the students, they got capped!

    24/7, I'm a 24 fan.
    It is the number that makes me a man
    I like the two tens and the fo' on top.
    I can run twenty four miles from a cop
    then I get winded and they catch up to me
    That's when I put 24 bullets in their knee
    I can really rap, it is evidently so
    Do you like my allusion to violence against law enforcement? Subtle, no?
    My rhyming meter is 24 miles per hour!
    I can rhyme anything. Oh Lordy, I am a flower.
    A flower of power, rapping up the glories of 24.
    It's the best number, it can be the price of things at a store.
    Holy Smokes, robin! I am 24 years from retirement.
    With all my cash from rapping I can get a new tire-ment
    For my car! which runs on pure energy of 24 gallons
    Oh my god, that gurl has got the mellons
    24 of 'em to be X-ACT.
    PEACE.







    Behold:

    I am the Perry Mason Enterprise.

    I bring about the Primp Phenomenon, among others.

    I am a Harvester of Crops (regular ones, like corn and wheat, etc.).

    I am a Tormentor of Souls (also regular ones, like nurses, shopkeepers, accountants, etc.).

    If you call for me in the Night, I will Ignore you. With Great Action.

    Try and wake me from my Slumber and I will Arise. In a friendly concerned voice, I will say, "Oh, Hello. How Can I Help You? Is Everything Alright?"

    I will ask you to put down the shovel.

    For you see, I LIVE UNDER THE GRAVES.

    Know me and count yourself a lucky fool. I make good chili.

    I am Available on Sundays and Mondays for Special Events such as Office Functions.

    My Balloon Animals will Terrify and Incite Supplication among The Genteel.

    I will Bring Upon The World Its Destruction (for chump change, really). Give me an offer and we'll talk. It's Very Negotiable.

    I am a Coward of the Night.

    Pray tell, where are your lozenges? I must have lozenges.

    This is The Perry Mason Enterprise.







    Something evil's watching over you
    Comin' from the sky above
    And there's nothing you can do
    Prepare to strike
    There'll be no place to run
    When your caught within the grip
    Of the evil Unicron
    Strong enough to break the bravest heart
    So we have to pull together
    We can't stay worlds apart
    To stand divided we will surely fall
    Until our darkest hour
    When the light will save us all
    It's judgment day and now we've made our stand
    And now the powers of darkness
    Have been driven from our land
    The battle's over but the war has just begun
    And this way it will remain til the day when all are one


    Lyrics from the movie theme with the chorus parts taken out







    That should be the end of the Black Centipede.
  • Pulp covers with Octopi
  • Comics of Markus Huber
  • Nifty animated Chad Vangaalen music video (mov)
  • Reverse References







    RANDUMB THOUGHTS:

  • I'm glad I was not named Craig.
  • I feel bad for all future children. My generation has already responded to everything from previous generations so effectively that there is nothing else to be said or done.
  • I don't understand the Super-Size Me thing. So McDonald's is bad to eat a lot of. Yeah, no kidding.
  • I hate to say I told you so, but people are making fun of your shoes.
  • As a kid, I had a nightmare that my school cafeteria only served little cups filled with peas and beans. It was terrifying!
  • When people notice the groove in my wedding ring, I always say, "Star Wars Trench". That makes me a dork.
  • humuhumunukunukuapuaa... IT EXISTS.    thanks, J.T.




    Artist: Jamie Wieck
    Mushroom Clouds: In all shapes and sizes
    Comic: The Outbursts of Everett True







    Check it out, I totally knew how to spell 'leprechaun' at an early age. Yeah, I was a freaking god-child.
    The Lary the Leprechaun

    yesterday a leprechaun jumped out
    of my closet when I was a sleep and he juped
    out the window ass fast as a sheep
    when the wind was ass realery strong
    and of cors the wind was so hard. you
    would get blown to the baloon in the sky.
    that was high. you would be inside
    but the Leprechaun just got golpet
    in the ground. the next morning
    I was in the gorden planing a plant when
    right of a sudden out of the garden was the very
    same leprechaun I sole in the night. he
    hand an old pot with some Gold
    inside then. I finelee new that Leprechans
    are real.
            the End
            by Henry Stokes
    Above this story/poem was an awesome drawing of what looked like a green pilgrim.







    Well, I shouldn't blame the crocodiles for moldy bread.
  • The Greatest Adventure of All Time
  • Klingon Fairy Tales
  • Clones of wild animals can breed





    From In The Booth



    During a recent visit to my parents' house I started to clean out my old room. In a stack of old papers I'd never seen before, I found a note, written by me at age 7, addressed to an alien named Zerco from planet spiguda. To my surprise, the handwriting was quite good. This was before I had to use cursive, and I think cursive must have ruined my handwriting for at least a decade.

    Although I don't remember Zerco or "vizerd lagewij" (wizard language), I do remember that I used to make-believe I was an alien with the space name of Fargo. I was unaware of the North Dakota town - as far as I was concerned I had made the name up myself. I got it from Far Go, as in 'It is far to go to get back to my home planet.'
            August 29, 1984
    Dear Zerco from planet spiguda Earth is Great
    There is nice food down hear my favorite food is
    Chinese food, you should try it, how is your freind
    doing. Could you tell me some more Magic and
    wizerd lagewij. and there is also school. teachers
    teach you stuf. not vizerd lagewij. Math reading and
    Art is some things that they teach hear. and summer
    is after school ends and theres graviti hear. remere
    my space name. fargo. and back to summer.
    at summer you can go all aroud the Earth.
                                                 rugpu means hi in inglish.








    William is...
    One Muppet, One Voice
    Biro-Web
    Rock n' Roll Robot Regains Its Feet
    Beaver and Steve







    Mark my words: Walter Mondale will return with the new dawn
  • 'Do They Know It's Hallowe'en?' benefit song
  • Slate talks about Overheard in NY
  • Chomick Sideshow



    Let us discuss the...



    Mechanical Devices That Sometimes Resemble Humans

           

    They can be programmed in advance to perform on command.

    One of the commands is [DANCE]. Another is [PRANCE].

               

    Their repertoire boasts a striking variety of complex human tasks.

    Examples include: floating, saluting, breakfasting (in the Continental style), schmoozing, cave-inhabiting, and envisioning (all sorts).

               

    The word robot means slave labor.

    Calling a robot a slave is like saying a piece of fruit is the savior of mankind.*

           

    A robot's primary function right now is to spray paint on cars.

    Eventually robots will transform into cars and they will spray paint on each other, and it will be kind of kinky.



    It is my belief that robots and guacamole share a common destiny.

    I don't know how or why. All I know is that robots and guacamole will converge in some dramatic fashion. Maybe it will be a guacamole-dispensing robot, it's hard to say. But something's gonna happen!





    * I've done just that on at least 5 separate (and glorious) occasions.



    August 18, 2005 was the 85th anniversary of the 19th Amendment which gave American women the right to vote in national, state, and local elections.



    I'd like to pay respect to my relative Alice Stokes Paul, who led the suffrage campaign to such an incredibly important victory. She and I share a common ancestor: Thomas Stokes, who sailed to America in 1677. I come from an illustrious lineage filled with many people of courage, service and philanthropy , but I think Paul bettered the world better than any of them.



    Heads Up from Colin:

    Read...

    Open Letter to Kansas School Board



    Wikipedia's entry on Flying Spaghetti Monster



    Items of Note

  • Informative Entry on Theosophy & Madame Blavatsky and a rejoinder by a Theosophical Society representative

  • Lots o' Blots

  • I like french cartoonist Joann Sfar

  • Cute for Terry Gross fans







    What the Master of Madness Meant
    Lame Toy
    Victorian and Edwardian Photographs
    Brian Stokes on Boing Boing!
    Fulanita! artwork
    Compliment Generator



    Forefather Fact-Fishing


    Agnes Marsland : Mysterious Muse

  • She was born in 1855.

  • She was the editor of the magazine "The Esoterist", which ran from 1906 to 1924.

  • She wrote a book called "George Washington's vision with interpretation", presumably about the first president's prophecies. Published in 1926, it was copied from an 1880 reprint in the National Tribune (v. 4, no. 12, Dec. 1880)

  • She also wrote the books "Light on Occult Science" (1901), "Noontide Meditations For The Esoteric Disciple", and "What esoterism is" (both 1910).


    Dr. Alberto de Sarak : Swindling Swami

  • His Spanish wife's name was Antonia Martinez. She was a co-founder of the Argentina Theosophical Society.

  • A copy of his "General treatise on occult science in three parts" is available at the New York Public Library.

  • Occultist Dr. Arnoldo Krumm-Heller knew Sarak and was initiated into the Order of the Initiates of Thibet.

  • From the WHAT IS DOING IN SOCIETY section of the Feb 15, 1901 New York Times:

        The Thursday Evening Club met last night at Mr. John Minturn's residence on Washington Square, and were entertained by Dr. Albert de Sarak, the Oriental scientist. There was music by an orchestra during the evening and a seated supper after the entertainment.


    Henry Newlin Stokes : Blavatskian Bibliothec

  • Despite its anti-Theosophy bias and accusations of poor scholarship, the book I'm currently reading, "Blavatsky's Baboon", is providing me an excellent summary of the history of Theosophy, something I have been sorely in need of. It mentions my great-grandfather a couple of times, and this is helping me understand my great grandfather's role and the general context of what I've researched so far. Everything's starting to make a lot more sense!

  • In the June 29, 1917 New York Times, an article discusses a proposal to the House of Representatives by Illinois Representative William A. Rodenberg to investigate my ggf's Oriental Esoteric Library League, whose purpose was to connect prisoners with pen pals. A discovery of correspondences between a 15-year old girl and a prisoner sparked the rep's desire to look into any organization that could be responsible. Rodenberg blamed the O.E. Library League for encouraging such activity, which he described as "sentimental" and "dangerous", even going so far as to suggest it was a cause of mutiny. Any warden, he argued, who allowed such correspondences was being too lax in discipline. He targeted the O.E. Library League because it "seem[ed] to be the parent of the idea." Henry Newlin is given a chance to respond to the accusation (though the article gets his name wrong : "Dr. D.N. Stokes"). He denies that his League had ever received contact information from a minor in West Virginia. And he also states that "the object of the league is merely to put in the penitentiaries through the United States in touch with mature persons of intelligence and high ideals, who are willing to correspond with the prisoners with the aim of lightening their burden while in prison." He also exhibited a letter to the reporter from a secretary of the Arizona Penitentiary Board of Pardons and Parole that compliments him on the work which the league had done.

  • Here's a list of H.N.'s published books:

    - On pyrite and marcasite
    - A new stony metorite from Allegan, Michigan, and a new iron meteorite from Mart, Texas
    - Effects of heat on celluloid and similar materials
    - On the colorimetric determination of iron with special reference to chemical reagents
    - Oil and gas fields of the western interior and northern Texas coal measures and of the Upper Cretaceous and - Tertiary of the western Gulf coast
    - The revival of inorganic chemistry
    - On sylphocyanic acid
    - On the action of phosphorus oxychloride on the ethers and chlorhydrines of silicic acid




        

            





    My friend Matt made up these fake quotes from the top of his head about six years ago. I always thought they were pretty funny.

    "There is more sensitivity in the tiniest droplet of Karen's spittle than there could ever be in a bucket full of your drool" - Roger Reeves to Chantal Studgaurd in Alexander Ribbon's "The Great Whale Conundrum," Harcourt-Brace, 1972.

    "We live in a world of positive light and melodious harmony. Don't #$*& it up!" - Alexander Ribbons, "The Great Whale Conundrum," Harcourt-Brace, 1972.

    "When I lick my wounds I get a funny taste in my mouth." - Alexander Ribbons, The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson, July 21, 1985. .

    "You are a nasty, nasty man!" - Donna Teed to Slim Boyd in "The Troubled Prostitute," part of the Ribbons Short Story Collection of the Library of Congress. Unpublished.



    LINKS

    Yanobe Kenji Art Works

    Better Bad News

    Consumer Electronics Vintage Gallery

    Fundamentals of Cheese Science



        

    "It is easy enough to be friendly to one's friends. But to befriend the one who regards himself as your enemy is the quintessence of true religion. The other is mere business."

    --Mohandas Gandhi

        

    "True friends stab you in the front. "

    --Oscar Wilde



    Transitional Image!!!!





        

    "The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is going to beat the damn monster."

    -- Adam Smith

        

    "When I was younger, I was a robot. Wind her up and she plays tennis."

    --Chris Evert

             

    "Just because it happened in a fictional movie about a robot policeman doesn't mean it's right."

    --Daniel Friedman

        

    "Playing a robot is possibly the most difficult role you can have as an actor, because you have to take all your innate emotional responses and completely suppress them. Even the way you walk is affected."

    --Kristanna Loken



    Well if this ain't some links!

    (x) Creation Myths
    (x) What I'd Say To The Martians, by Jack Handey
    (x) Hyperhero







    What's Henry Reading Then?



    I just read The Rise of the Indian Rope Trick by Peter Lamont, after a recommendation from Teller of Penn & Teller. Great book.

    The same author's got a new one coming out soon called The First Psychic: The Peculiar Mystery of a Victorian Wizard, and it's about Daniel Dunglas Home (pronounced "Hume"), and I can't wait. The library has quite a few books about D.D. Home, including one called The Anatomy of Villainy which puts him in the same company as Judas Iscariot, Robespierre, Rasputin, and other bad guys. Since I enjoyed Rope Trick so much though, I think I'll just wait and read Lamont's Home bio and make that my introduction to the medium.


    So apparently Mr Home could fly around or at least float up in the air. This here's an illustration of such activity.



    Oh and Teller also reviewed the book, The Glorious Deception: The Double Life of William Robinson, aka Chung Ling Soo, the "Marvelous Chinese Conjurer" on NPR, so I'll probably read that too at some point.    Link


    Right now, however, I'm reading Madame Blavatsky's Baboon : A History of the Mystics, Mediums, and Misfits Who Brought Spiritualism to America. And it's splendid so far. It's providing a great introduction to Blavatsky and Theosophy, as well as the Spiritualist movement. I'm getting this much closer to understanding my great-grandfather, who was really into this sort of thing.

    Three other books I'm going to have to read:


  • The Men Who Stare at Goats by Jon Ronson, which is an exploration of the supernatural interests of the U.S. military. He discusses "a secret wing of the U.S. military called First Earth Battalion [which] was created in 1979 with the purpose of creating 'Warrior Monks', soldiers capable of walking through walls, becoming invisible, reading minds and even killing a goat simply by staring at it" (Publishers Weekly review). Anything with goats and I'm there.


  • Jay's Journal of Anomalies: Conjurers, Cheats, Hustlers, Hoaxsters, Pranksters, Jokesters, Imposters, Pretenders, Side-Show Showmen, Armless Calligraphers, Mechanical Marvels, Popular Entertainments, by Ricky Jay - The title says it all.


  • Assassination Vacation, by Sarah Vowell - I'm looking forward to reading more details and trivia about presidential assassinations.


    And three in fiction:


  • Sorcery and Cecelia or The Enchanted Chocolate Pot: Being the Correspondence of Two Young Ladies of Quality Regarding Various Magical Scandals in London and the Country - It's an epistolary novel for young adults. Looks promising.


  • Noisy Outlaws, Unfriendly Blobs, And Some Other Things That Aren't As Scary, Maybe, Depending On How You Feel About Lost Lands, Stray Cellphones, Creatures from the Sky, Parents Who Disappear in Peru, A Man Named Lars Farf, And One Other Story We Couldn't Quite Finish So Maybe You Could Help Us Out - This collection of stories benefits 826NYC, a nonprofit student writing center AND an actual superhero supply store, which I'm pretty sure had its web site designed by Chris Ware.


  • The Riddle of the Traveling Skull - This one's by Harry Stephen Keeler, a crazy Ed Wood-ish pulp writer who was profiled on NPR. McSweeney's is doing a reprint of one of his more popular books. This quote from it should provide a clue as to why I'm interested:
    For it must be remembered that at the time I knew quite nothing, naturally, concerning Milo Payne, the mysterious Cockney-talking Englishman with the checkered long-beaked Sherlockholmsian cap; nor of the latter's "Barr-Bag" which was as like my own bag as one Milwaukee wienerwurst is like another; nor of Legga, the Human Spider, with her four legs and her six arms; nor of Ichabod Chang, ex-convict, and son of Dong Chang; nor of the elusive poetess, Abigail Sprigge; nor of the Great Simon, with his 2163 pearl buttons; nor of--in short, I then knew quite nothing about anything or anybody involved in the affair of which I had now become a part, unless perchance it were my Nemesis, Sophie Kratzenschneiderwümpel--or Suing Sophie!
    And there's more examples besides these, but this should give you a head-start. GO!



    I found this poem I wrote. It's pretty random.

    mister uber-canoodle has a poodle
    named monsieur shnoodle
    he also has a doodle
    by the great Leonardo R. Oodell !




    These two fellows were known as Patch & Jig.



    A funny list on Amazon where there's all this expensive stuff
    ReadyMade interviews Dan Clowes about Art School Confidential film
    Yes, Jack Handey is a real person. People didn't believe me, but it's true.



    For Those Inclined, It's Robot Time



    Robots have been with us for as long as I can remember.


             

    And at the time of this writing, they have accomplished many things, and we humans have enjoyed the ride.


                  

    Yes, even robot gorillas can count themselves among the greatest and latest.


             

    In fact, when they made the new Transformers that turn into animals, they made it so that the leader of the good guys was a robot gorilla. His name is Optimus Primal.


             

    I am reluctant, but I will give credit to the cyborg gorillas. Fine. Whatever. Just don't make a big deal about it.




    So what's next for the robots? I don't know. You tell me, robots. We humans just have to sit and wait. The robots' continued ascension is up to them, not us. But what do I see robots doing these days? Loafing!, that's what. Seize the day, robots. I won't deny I am frustrated with your lackadaisical attitudes and slothful minds.


    Still, some of you are advancing the species:

  • Walking Robots Can Be Energy Efficient!
  • Yeah, but this robot has spines on its toes to help it walk up walls!




    Virgilius the Sorcerer by Aubrey Beardsley



    I read the entire Encyclopedia of Claims, Frauds, and Hoaxes of the Occult and Supernatural by James Randi. Here are a few fun items I found interesting:

    Alchemists, Sorcerers, and Mystics

  • 16th century German mystic Cornelius Agrippa had a familiar in the form of a great black dog named Monsieur.
  • Oliver Cromwell was said to have a familiar named Grimoald. As to what animal form Grimoald was inclined to, I have no idea.
  • The Scottish magician Michael Scot had his own demon horse and matching demon ship.
  • It took thirty years for alchemist Albertus Magnus to build a talking brass android. The story goes that Sir Thomas Aquinas destroyed it after attempting to question it. Apparently its answers puzzled him.
  • Roger Bacon also built a bronze robot head that could speak and answer questions. But Randi says, "such canards are often circulated about persons of accomplishment".
  • Meet Dr. John Dee (1527-1608), super-spy and confidante of Queen Elizabeth. In his possession was a black obsidian glass mirror of Aztec origin, which he called the Angelical Stone. Using it, Dee claimed he could see future events. The way it worked was an angel would appear in the mirror and use a wand to point out on a chart the numbers and letters that spelled out messages in a language Dee called Enochian. The hilarious thing to me is that Dee himself never actually used the mirror, and admitted that he didn't even know how. He had to employ an assistant!
  • I wrote a silly poem once about how everything is made out of cheese, but the alchemists believed that all substances were made up of just three things: sulfur, mercury, and salt.
  • In 139 B.C. all sorcerers were commanded to leave Italy within ten days.

    Spiritualism and Séances

  • During a séance, sitters were pretty much instructed with the following: "Do not, under any circumstances, touch the ectoplasm. And please, have an unwavering faith in the observed phenomena. Thank you."
  • What many sitters didn't realize: Ectoplasm = Cheesecloth.
  • Anna Eva Fay was a spiritualist in the late 1800s and was was billed as, “The Indescribable Phenomenon.”
  • The Spiritualism fad started with the Fox sisters, who toured around displaying their amazing ability to summon spirits that made weird rapping sounds. In November 1888, they publicly confessed that they possessed an unusual skill - being able to crack their toe joints, and that this was what caused the ghostly raps that brought them their fame.
  • Note: Ideoplast is different than ectoplasm. It is a materialization formed by the mind rather than by spirit forces. It's probably still cheesecloth though.
  • Summerland is a term for the land of the dead that mediums can access.
  • This is interesting: try-ons, a psychic or spiritualist technique. No wonder they preface everything with that!


    Miscellanea

  • In Egypt, cats were deified as the “Speaker of Great Words.”
  • Trials of witches often included a pet as codefendant, and these animals were just as often executed along with the condemned human.
  • The Roman Catholic church calls the act of a witch flying, “transvection.”
  • According to believers, the people of ancient (and entirely mythical) Lemuria flew through the air in glass vehicles.
  • When U.F.O.s first made the news and were described as "flying saucers", it was actually a complete misrepresentation by the media! Turns out the first person to spot them actually described them as flying crescents, and the reporter just liked the way saucers sounded better. Well, it stuck, and thereafter, people saw saucers, not crescents.
  • Inspired by Backster's book "The Secret Life of Plants", Eldon Byrd, an employee of the U.S. Department of the Navy actually petitioned Congress for funds to conduct experiments with seaweed aimed at training the plant to react to danger, thus warning naval divers.
  • The horn of a unicorn is known as an alicorn.
  • The demon Amduscias, Grand Duke of Hades, is said to have the form of a unicorn.
  • Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, a 1563 catalog of demons and their attributes, was an inventory of devils that calculates that there are exactly 7,405,926 in 1,111 divisions of 6,666 each. Modern Lutherans claim that there are 2,665,866,746,664 devils or demons. So my question is, who's right?







    My friend Nate informed me we would be meeting for lunch. Not sure entirely what the experience would entail, he none-the-less said the lunch "will never be forgotten in the history of time". This is my response. Yay, as I made abundantly evident, I was ready for anything.
    Inspired by the lure of danger, I am actively training in preparation for the event. As of 1:04 p.m. today, I can best 173 feral alligators at hand-to-hand combat within a sealed water tank, using only my elbows. I am also honing my skills at parcheesi, the royal board game of India. It is said the best way to defeat an assassin is to challenge him/her to a game. As part of the ancient code of killers, they must accept. If you win, you get to assume the identity of the assassin, and they have to enroll in clown college. It is a humiliating defeat for any assassin, and an excellent opportunity for you to begin a new and exciting career. You can major in assassination or accounting. This is how most assassins get started actually. And not surprisingly, most clowns are ex-assassins who lost at parcheesi. Crazy world.

    Oh, I am also learning the spiked nunchaku. I found one in the labyrinthine dungeon ruins of a mad czar's pleasure palace. This ill-begotten weapon will destroy the forces of evil because it IS evil. It's kind-of a 'fight fire with fire' kind of thing. Also, literally, it shoots fire and can extinguish fire. It's pretty bad ass. As am I.

    P.S. Lunch was fun!




    I would so very much like to overhear the conversation between these two gentlemen.



    Links pour vous
    The $1 Million Paranormal Challenge, I've read the entire Log of Applicants in one sitting, completely enthralling
    What do cartoonists look like?, It's a slow links day
    Flash Mini-Golf, Ditto
    ColinWatch: Colin in a video, But this is exciting! All about I Love You, You're Perfect, Now Change, the longest running Off-Broadway show, starring my brother



    Robot Reminder

                       

    These are some robots. And now let's take a look at what is going on in Robots today.




    This Earthman and this Robot are battling it out over a table. Who will get the table? It is the spoils of war. All's fair in Table Fighting.




    Now another Man is singing to a robot. Is it an effort to console the Metal Beast? Or is he madly in love [the Man], and this is his form of expressing such Man-like emotion? What do you suppose he is crooning? "You are the Sunshine of my Life"?




    What? This photo makes no sense.


    Robot Link X 3

  • RoboCompetitions

  • Pino is a robot pop star. He has a long nose like Pinnochio, and back in 2001, the company that made him predicted he would become an "essential lifestyle accessory". Pino retails for $65,00 but you can buy a miniaturized version with far fewer capabilities for $45.

  • BIG LOO, the happiest robot in town!



    Soapbox Sean!



    Annual photograph of my friend Sean participating in a soapbox derby


    Photo by Mary Schwalm





    Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Spring-Heeled Jack

    I didn't realize serialized pulp stories were written about him for many years that cast him as the protagonist:

    Spring Heeled Jack is Bertram Wraydon, a young and handsome lieutenant of the British Army, heir to £10,000 a year, who is unfairly framed for treason by his evil half brother Hubert Sedgefield. After escaping from his prison, Wraydon returns seeking revenge on the villains, assuming a secret identity and an odd-looking costume with mane and talons, fighting against evil and helping the innocent. He has a secret lair, where he has hidden what he managed to save of his inheritance, selflessly using it to fund his heroic activities. These include the design of a spring mechanism that allows him to leap over thirty feet, and a device to breathe flames at evildoers. He even has a trademark which he leaves at the scene of his actions; a letter "S" that he carves with his rapier after his mission is accomplished.

    Sound familiar? These stories were twenty years before the first Zorro adventure and more than half a century before other fictional characters like Batman or the Lone Ranger were created. Such lasting influence and its consequent cultural importance were, for most of the 20th century, practically forgotten.


    More...
    The Work of Laurie Lipton
    The Art of The Czar of Bizarre
    An Encyclopedia of Claims, Frauds, and Hoaxes of the Occult and Supernatural
    Starship Dimensions (Unicron's on 2000X)
    Nine-year-old's Crayon Comic Book







    Good Luck To Emily! Rock On!



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    In his Dictionnaire Infernal (1863), Collin de Plancy, an "extraordinarily important compiler of supernatural lore", has the following entries about demons



    "Buer... demon of the second class, presiding over hell; he is formed like a star or wheel with 5 rays and moves by rolling...He teaches philosophy, logic and the virtues of medicinal herbs. "




    "Andras, Grand Marquis in Hell... he who raises discords and quarrels."




    "Ukobach... One of the lower orders of demons."




    "Ronwe... The demon who gives knowledge of languages."




    "Behemoth... A heavy, stupid demon, despite his dignities.... his powers are in the gluttony and the pleasure of the belly."


    Source: Cornell's The Fantastic in Art & Fiction



    When a Fool Blinks,That's When I Post the Links

    Kim Deitch Animation
    History of the Bathing Suit
    Colin-Watch: He's in the Daily News
    The Invisible Library
    Last Words of Real and Imagined People
    Simon Boses Sculpture
    Luciferous Logolepsy, collection of over 9,000 obscure english words


    Frozen Lake Found On Mars
    Look at the end:

    "water-based astronauts"

    Can anyone explain? What are water-based astronauts? I couldn't find anything online about it.



    Bahrakamole! Today's update is all about Kelly!




    A few of Kelly's favorite things:

  • making soup for people
  • tape measures
  • chewbacca dancing on the muppet show
  • alliteration
  • the isabella stewart gardner museum in boston
  • tmbg's mammal song
  • floating in streams
  • orange soda
  • lions
  • saguaro cactae
  • very small spoons

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



        I had a dream once that was very telling. Aliens arrived on Earth in U.F.O.'s, and everyone took off all their clothes and hung out in their front yards to wait for them. It was thought that the honesty of our nakedness would contribute to peaceful relations with the aliens. Somehow I missed the meet-and-greet and woke up in my bed much later. Everyone was gone and I worried that the aliens had incinerated everyone despite the honesty of their nakedness. But then my family came back, and Kelly was there too, and everyone was all abuzz about how exciting meeting the aliens was. They explained that they had been teleported somewhere by the aliens to watch an amazing show - a once-in-a-lifetime thing, they said, and one that I shouldn't have missed. I started feeling bad that I slept right through it.

        Kelly was nice though. She understood that I felt left out. She said, "Hey, I have a puzzle." On a piece of paper she wrote the numbers: 7 7 1 7, and said, "Each of these numbers represents something; it's a riddle!" and I looked at it and asked "Oh, like seven brides for seven brothers, or something like that?", and she said, "Yeah, sorta like that! You're on the right track. Knowledge of how many pints are in quarts helps!" And I said, "Oh, then I probably won't be able to solve it because I don't know anything about how many pints are in quarts or gallons or whatever." And she said, "That's okay, you can still figure it out." The riddle had nothing to do with anything, it was just a kind gesture on her part to entertain me and talk to me about something other than THE GREATEST THING TO HAPPEN TO THE HUMAN RACE EVER (which is what the aliens' teleportation adventure was). I really appreciated it.

        Later, I found out that the aliens had teleported everybody to an Elvis Presley concert. I was able to watch footage of the event. Although it was pretty neat that somehow the aliens were able to make Elvis live again and perform, the fact that I am not the biggest fan helped me not to feel too terribly disappointed by missing it. But, you know, it was the most incredible thing to happen in human history; so it might have been nice to be there. I mean, everyone else was. Plus, how often do you get to see everybody naked? Thanks to Kelly though for not making too big a deal of it and providing me with a fun riddle that I still have yet to solve.

        How many pints are in a quart anyway?

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



    Kelly taught me a way to frisbee that is similar to a martial art in its disciplines and styles. It is called kinsan . Kinsan is not only a rumbling summoning of heavenly wind -- it is also a harnessing of the power of fortunate misunderstandings. Somewhere in Spain, I think, the silver ninjas of Tuistadarista practiced kinsan. Their application of 'benevolent confusion' for martial art allowed them to achieve amazing hand (and sometimes arm) motions and gestures. With Kelly's help, I have mastered the silver ninja move called the Baffling Ally. It pleases the mind and the soul. It is a pure form of kinsan.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Kelly is the best!






    Introducing Pragalagma: The BrainThrust

    I am a member of the new funnyperson collective website, which includes me. I will also be contributing to it. Check the link up-top daily because there will be funny things by funny people. This is what I think, and I have spoken about it.





    Congratulations to my father for retiring from the Army after 34 years! I am very proud.

    Here is my dad during the retirement ceremony on his chariot during the part where he got to inspect the troops. I could tell he had a lot of fun.



    And here's my parents lined up during the ceremony, beaming happily. How often do you get a picture like this of your parents lined up like they're paper dolls. Outstanding!



    My father already has a second career lined up. As he likes to say: Onward and Upward!



    Synonyms for Oaf:

    original definition:
    changeling
    killcrop
    crimbil
    cryfaglach
    stock
    odmience
    oborotni
    wechselbalge
    sibhreach

    modern definition:
    jobbernowl
    luddie-duddie
    blunderbuss
    galoot
    palooka
    berk
    schlemiel
    stumblebum
    dunderhead
    gomeril
    boeotian
    addle-pate
    witling
    dizzard
    tomnoddy
    clotpole
    gothamite
    sawney
    gowk
    greenhorn
    one who will not set the thames on fire
    one who did not invent gunpowder
    one who does not exactly scintillate
    no conjuror
    no solomon


    fun fact: blunderbuss comes from the name for a musket used by pirates. sweet.




    a blunderbuss



    Linkers
    Anti-war cartoons, i like his ghosts
    I'm tryin', but I'm just not seeing the resemblances
    Interview with Clowes
    Art of guillaume decaux



    Some made-up titles:

    Dick Manhattan: Renegade-for-hire
    Americans On Fire
    Americans On Fire II: Europeans On Fire
    Hungry for a Smoke
    The Harmful Radicals
    Dracula vs. The Mob
    The Legend of Pasteface
    A Castle Built of Hope
    Hi Mom, I'm Back from the Dead
    Escape from Torture Town: A True Story
    The Death-Stares of Ponies
    Googer
    Battle of the 100 Planets of Galaxy X.T.
    The Gorilla Wore Cuff Links
    I was a Teen-age Taxi Driver for the Humans
    The Mongrel and the Cockerel
    The Velvet-Gloved Dandy Strikes Again
    Cooking Without Looking







    Here are the last 23 headers in case you missed them:

    Welcome to the website that's...

    "carbon-dated to the paleolithic era!"
    "finally found its home!"
    "earned its place in the baseball hall of fame!"
    "commonly called 'the clap!'"
    "eating its weight in peanut butter!"
    "had its last 8 or so of these ghost-written by Emily!"
    "putting a robot on drums!"
    "making it in New York, and as a result, now capable of making it anywhere... New York! New York!"
    "been encased in carbonite!"
    "just about had enough of you!"
    "got no lips, got no tongue, got a broken face, uh-huh, uh-huh, ooh!"
    "been bulldozed in a landfill in Albuquerque, marking the end of an era!"
    "actually been a prince from a nearby kingdom all along!"
    "got Bette Davis eyes!"
    "kind of had it in for you ever since you accidentally ran over its dog. Actually, replace 'accidentally' with 'repeatedly', and replace 'dog' with 'son'!"
    "nobody's business but the Turks!"
    "got the Touch!"
    "apropos of nothing!"
    "successfully avoided quoting Napoleon Dynamite!"
    "GOTU!"
    "where we wanna go... way down to Kokomo!"
    "a dirty marshmallow with fangs!"
    "crazy, but it gets the job done!"





                       My father & friend at the beach





    Roaches and robots hate each other and are mortal enemies of one another. When they battle it out for the dominion of the environment, we will have to pick sides. The choice is clear when you realize how "pesty" the roaches are, and how ugly, despicable, unkind, disgusting, rotten, violent, piggish, bothersome, sexist, and corpulent they are, too. Robots, on the other hand, aren't perfect but at least they are easygoing. As a robot-apologist, I am happy that some humans have already aided the robots' pursuit of victory by developing technologies for them so that they might better infiltrate the roach world and sabotage it from within.

    Read the recent news story about it

    But I have also heard rumors that humans are inspired by the roach to make robots, and even model them after them. They do this so that the robots can enter mine shafts and investigate earthquake rubble. Robots in mimicry of roaches?! Could it be that one day we will not be able to distinguish one from the other except for a silvery metallic sheen?

    I was quite shocked to read about what is going on

    But thinking it over for a couple of days in October 2003, I have come to the conclusion that this is a good thing. As long as robots keep their likable temperament, and roaches don't suddenly become nice guys overnight, I will keep my allegiance with the robotkind. I have made a flag with a symbol of a silver roach on it (since this is what all robots will look like in the future). I will wave it every time a robot encroaches on roaches.

    Here is a rundown of the ways that they are better than the brown versions of themselves.

    The BROWN vs. the GRAY

    Point:
    Roaches have 18 knees.
    Counterpoint:
    Robots can have any number of freaking knees they want. They can even start having "nano-knees".

    Point:
    Roaches remove waste and recycle nutrients back into the soil for plants.
    Counterpoint:
    Robots can employ weapons like lasers and little baby-grenades.

    Point:
    Roaches have survived for millions and millions of years.
    Counterpoint:
    Robots are cool with whatever and never uptight.

    Point:
    Roaches inspire fear and take center-stage in nightmares.
    Counterpoint:
    Robots are the principal objects of fantasy and symbolize rebirth.

    And finally...

    Point:
    Roaches are copycats and snitches, and also act as fences, which are receivers of stolen goods. That means they are criminals. Don't let them break the law anywhere near you. Police say that the nearer you are to law-breakers, the likelier you will be held accountable for the broken law.
    Counterpoint:
    Robots frequent romantic beach locales. Snuggle up to a robot for easy-loving.



    Urgent Questions asked of Snopes
    Overheard in the Office
    Interview with Perry Bible Fellowship guy



    In the middle of last night, when I came back to the bed from the bathroom and lay my head on my pillow, I thought: "What's this?" I was so out of it and asleep that I was confused by what the pillow was. My brain tried its best to figure it out. Finally, all I could come up with was that the pillow must be a smushed cherry or grape. Yes, I actually thought I was resting my head on a giant-sized piece of fruit, rather than a pillow. It's like the concept of pillow was completely unknown to me.







    In the future, I may get asked to visit schoolchildren and discuss the subject of robots. This means I need to do heavy amounts of research in preparation. I have already begun. While pursuing my in-depth investigations, I ask myself the following questions:

  • What sort of interesting photos are there of robots?
  • Are the photos funny?
  • Is the design of the robots in the photos unique, or interesting, in some way?
  • Would you give bonus points to the photo for being from an older, perhaps more quaint, era?
  • Is the photo too big or too small to post on your web-site?
  • In Google Image Search, will I get something good if I put another word in besides 'robot'? Examples include 'funny' or 'head' or 'kid'. What about 'robotoid'? 'Robo'? Does 'cyborg' yield anything?

    I will say this. It is nice to have the opportunity to involve myself in an area in which I feel I have talents above the average person. Contributing to the betterment of the world I live in is nice, but really the monetary rewards are such that I am able to purchase those things considered essential and the luxuries of life I wish. Finally, being regarded as a person of high intellectual prowess or as one who is an acknowledged "expert" in a given field is another reason why I do what I do.

    And now the products of my labor and rigor:

             
             


    And here are some links having to do with robots. They will not be on the pop quiz...

    KIBERTRON
    Antique Robot Toys
    The Tornados perform 'Robot', vintage music video







    NON-ROBOT LINKS:

    Femtasia, illustrations of Femke Heimstra

    Uncle Deadly is awesome

    More movies of those crazy wind-propelled sculpture animals

    Nick Humez' Myth Songs









    Well, okay then!




    At least some dude with +320XP thinks my yeti site is "comprehensive".







    Anagram pseudonyms of my brother Brian's name:

    Bik Assentor
    Nob Asterisk
    Saint Kerbos
    Baron Skeits
    Ross Beatnik
    Karen Sobits
    Ibsen Starko
    Kent Isobars
    Erin Basskot
    Robin Steaks
    Ken Bistrosa


    His favorites, however, are:

    Kebtin Saros
    Konar Stibes
    Skater Bison



    Anagram pseudonyms of Kelly's name:

    Sol Keeltsky
    Skye Lost-Elk
    Tolsey Kelks
    Elyse Klokst
    Kokey Stells
    Stelle Skyko
    Keke Slylost
    Syllest Ekko
    Kelleo Styks
    Kloe Skylest
    Skylo Kleets
    Steely Skolk
    Ketsy Kelso


    Her favorite though is Kell Sky-Toes. I was excited to find I could also be a Sky-Toes. All I have to do is spell my first name as Hnre, which can still be pronounced as 'henry'.





    I don't mean to be so ominous but...
    It is the time for Robot Update


        

  • Robots on Camels! You know it was coming...

    These robot jockeys replace children. Amen for the robots.


        

  • Did you know that there is a ROBOT SMURF?

    Yep. And I'm sorry, but he kind of beats you up.




  • Look at this Robot. My God! He is a Superior Defender.




  • Children from all world cultures enjoy the company of this particular robot, known by his trainers as Asimo. Look at the many other things he does besides mingle with international children. Incredible! He's fast becoming America's darling.



    This is Venus, brought to you by Russians
    This is the Moon, try to zoom all the way in
    This is Jupiter, in case you forgot





    Camille Rose Garcia's Octopus with Girl 1 and 2
    Matt Forsythe’s Ojingogo
    Zak Smith's Girls w/Octopuses
    Sara Edward Corbett's Gangster Octopus 1 and 2





    My friends J.R. and Dan are taking the Bar exam this month, but I don't know when. Good Luck To You Both! You're gonna do GRRRR....



    Links:

    Carson Ellis: pen & ink, watercolor, it's all good.
    i mean, you can't beat a ghost ship.

    Ancient Inventions

    Yes, I want!!!! And this too!!!!







    Huh? Some kind of music machine
    Chapeaugraphy
    Art of Verabee
    Square America, vintage photography
    Zoom



    For kicks, I like to find pseudonyms for people by figuring out anagrams of their names. My favorite for myself is Seth Yonkers. Kelly's going to be able to use Leo Skykelts. I figured out the following for my niece Charlotte:

    Sherlock Attesto
    Ethel Skaroscott
    Seth Clarkstoote

    And if she ever needs a D&D character, like a dwarven warrior or something:

    Thora Steelstock

    Here are some other anagrams of her name:

    heckler's tattoos
    three socks total

    Her mom could be Jackie Stosses, Joe Sisscasket, Siesta Jockess, and my personal favorite, Jose Seasticks. But nobody, I mean nobody, beats her father. His name makes the following two anagrams:

    sickest loon
    nicest looks

    So I always say my brother is the sickest loon with the nicest looks. But in an affectionate way, of course.

    Other favories:

    snootsickle
    look, insects
    Stoic Kelson
    Kent Colossi
    lion sockets



        

      



    The English language is so funny. Here are a few good examples of the crazy kookspeech taking the world by storm:

  • How come you can park in a parking lot, but not in a park?
  • Why can you say 'truthfully', but not 'falsefully'?
  • Why is flour not spelled the same as flower? Wheat is a flower,and doesn't flour come from wheat? Something got mixed up there.
  • Shouldn't 'onomatopoeia' be spelled the way it sounds? How "ironic" that it doesn't.
  • How is anyone supposed to figure out how many pints are in a quart and vice-versa? Those words are pretty vague-sounding.
  • How come 'ketchup' can be spelled a dozen different ways, but 'hat', a word for a household object used every day, has only a single way to spell. It's like a double standard.
  • Shouldn't it be 'surviver'?
  • A grape nut is neither a grape nor a nut, or if it is one of those it does a good job of not appearing like it is.
  • Why is 'Czechoslovakia' so hard to spell? What does that say about us that we spelled it that way?
  • When someone feels crabby, they don't have crabs all over them.
  • There is no party in Communist Party.
  • Why is it called 'afternoon'?
  • Why do they call a TV show on television a 'series' when in many cases the show only airs once?
  • Apple pie was not invented in a city or country called Apple.
  • Nowhere in the world does there exist a monarchy run by hamburgers.
  • Why is it 'champagne'? Shouldn't it be 'shampain'?

    I hope you found the English language as funny as I did.





    "Robots! Move out!"

    I sent out this command about a year ago and so far can report no significant mass robot mobilizations. But this doesn't change my prediction that the time will come when robots will get the message. They will overpower the earth, and I will have to check with them on this, but I believe there will be some taking of names. Wait for it, everybody, because it's going to be a second Industrial Robolution.

             



    LYNGKXZ
    Language is a Virus
    Jesus helps children with sports
    Ping-Pong Remix





    He-Man had a nemesis named STINKORTM

    Called the "Evil Master Of Odors", Stinkor's stench was so bad, he needed a gas mask for himself. And Mattel actually made his action figure emit a peculiar smell. Yes, they could do wonders with action figure technology back then.

    Stinkor was such a stinker, his scent had the power to DESTROY. Check it out:



    All his action figure came with was a little blue shield.



    Any other kind of weapon was unnecessary because his odor could DESTROY. The odor itself was his weapon. I'm thinking that shield was only there in the unlikely case that He-Man got a gas mask. But seriously, if that did happen, Stinkor would be screwed. Or what if Stinkor's gas mask malfunctioned? He would have to smell himself. Then he would be tragically destroyed by his own Stench of Evil. What a way to go.



    I like Stinkor, but you know what? He was never in the cartoon! Just the comics and action figures. Here's an explanation of Why Stinkor Never Made It.

    Poor Stinkor!



    He-Man... Where Is He Now?

    After receiving his Masters in Universe Studies, He-Man got his doctorate in Marine Toxicology. He started wearing more shirts, and finally got a decent pair of slacks. Golf has become something of an obsession for him. And at some point, he's going to try topiary gardening.

    Yes, Dr. He-Man has made something of himself. Not like his sister She-Ra, who is still swinging around that ridiculous sword of hers trying to overthrow the evil Hordak and free the people of Etheria. Geez, her brother, aka "the Doc" as he's called these days, gave up on his own opponent, Skeletor, long ago. He sold Castle Greyskull to the skull-faced one (now a wildly successful world leader) for a competitive sum, and the two have put their contentious past behind them. It's a rare weekend the two aren't found playing a round of golf together on one of Skeletor's many Palace Compounds.



    Wow! Look at the 2nd photograph!

    That's me, Kell, Sean, Sara, and Gareth at a restaurant during my visit to N.Y. We represent youth.







    Standing as we are on the shoulders of giants, Kelly and I took a stab at listing the 10 jobs we'd be the most ill-suited for.


    Kelly:

    10. Sunglasses model
     9. Farmer
     8. Assassin
     7. Suburban housewife
     6. Antarctic explorer
     5. Concert violinist
     4. Electrical Technician
     3. Waiter
     2. Butcher
     1. Exterminator


    Henry:

    10. Accountant
     9. Scientology spokesperson
     8. Monkey hunter
     7. Fancy chef
     6. Vaquero
     5. Sexual surrogate
     4. Any kind of engineer
     3. Telemarketer
     2. Jawa actor
     1. Man who saves universe by not eating peanut butter cups



    Flash links:
    Duel: damn fine action animation, actually does a decent job making 3d look 2d
    Crazy real-life optical illusion: oh man
    Community Garden
    Levers

    Art links (courtesy of S.):
    little galaxie
    james jean
    james riches
    swan bones












    I've archived the first twelve of these. You can find them here:







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