Sooo cute! Lincoln gets on his back like that sometimes, but I’ve never caught it on camera. As soon as I move, he flips right-side up. He also likes the piniped position – back legs dragged out behind him.
My search results all seemed to treat it as real.
The file itself is Human Brick Throwing Machine.
I followed a link and found it as a few moments of video…. it seems a little more believable…. but still a few steps from possible. How do you throw four bricks so they stay together as a unit?
I dunno…. I loved the movie, and I’m no kind of prude…. but at the time, I thought the name was a little offensive.
Not really because of the crude language… my vocabulary wasn’t that pure, even then. I was too inexperienced to have the words for it, but I guess because it was objectifying.
I got the humor, so I let it pass…. but I remember wishing she had a different name, that made her a character, not a sex toy.
I want to see Clara and Claude… Cleo too, for that matter… “just” boosting themselves up onto that speech balloon.
But in a dream, I guess you can do things like that, even if in real life (or whatever passes for real life for cartoon characters) it’s hard to boost yourself onto the couch.
Still, good thinking, Cleo… or Claude. (Honestly, I bet it was secretly Nighthawks.)
Clara’s the one who knows how to dream!
BTW I really like the Cleo animation underneath the strips.
I used to have animations similar to that one posted under my email signature at work. The boss made me stop. He said it wasn’t “professional” enough or some such wacko reason.
I took a brief course in resume writing, in the early part of this century, taught by two professors at the junior college. I think it was 2007.
I was already doing some resumes for people, but I wanted to see what the experts suggested. Of course, I had to act as though it was for creating my own resume.
I’d been putting email addresses on any I made, and also on business cards. Believe it or not, these “professionals” were still divided on whether to do that.
I personally had a Hotmail address, and had recently gotten a Gmail one. Horrors!
I was told that if I were going to use my email address in any professional situation, I must never use those. Professional email addresses were from ISPs or business associations, and included your full, real name.
Using popular email programs or made up user names meant you were at least unprofessional, and quite possibly unstable. You’d think from their attitude that you were identifying yourself as a psycho killer.
Yeah – I remember all that idiocy. My business cards at work didn’t have my email address on them because that wasn’t considered a professional method of communication. Hah! Look at me now – half a dozen email addresses, four phone numbers, and a different job description depending one who I was talking to.
And job postings often say emailed resumes only, or offer only an email address.
Soon it’ll be text only.
I know a couple of youngish people who don’t do email, only text… and we’ve known since they were 12 they want texts instead of phone calls, even from Grandma.
Now that they’re becoming manager age, that’s starting to extend to professional situations as well.
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Floating away on a word balloon?
X-Wing Starbasset.
Sooo cute! Lincoln gets on his back like that sometimes, but I’ve never caught it on camera. As soon as I move, he flips right-side up. He also likes the piniped position – back legs dragged out behind him.
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Shotguns can be so messy!
It evokes a feeling of flamenco for me.
“Fire” by Karina Llergo
Looks like an animation of a protein.
It does!
Beverly Brown
“View Across 42nd Street” (NYC) by Beverly Brown
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E.T. come out of your shell…
Can this guy really retract all of that head and neck back into his shell?
Tried to search the image to find the species….. but instead I found this video about it…. sorry… sort of…
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Hi, Zeeba neighba!
Life as a prey animal is kind of stressful.
Life as lunch is kind of stressful, too…at least for a short time.
Funny I was thinking that too….
Satchel is visiting Pearls, but he’s kind of shy
Um… he really does look like Satchel from behind…
But I’m pretty sure he’s a she… And she’s a lioness.
Poor Zebra.
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You can ascribe any of a number of stories to that painting.
I don’t think I’d share it with someone who just lost a dog.
or a grandpa
Makes me wonder…
Who is the one saying, “Goodbye”?
This one hits.
Hard.
I did not see that it was actually that close, not yet.
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Nope!
Nope!
Nope!
I love work. I could watch it for hours.
My search results all seemed to treat it as real.
The file itself is Human Brick Throwing Machine.
I followed a link and found it as a few moments of video…. it seems a little more believable…. but still a few steps from possible. How do you throw four bricks so they stay together as a unit?
But I may have to believe it.
Nope!
I’d vote Nope.
No settling of the bricks when they land.
Vincent Van Gogh
“Red Poppies and Daisies” — 1890
A painting of a vase of flowers sounds like it could be something trite or boring…. But Van Gogh shows what it could be instead.
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I remember not seeing that one…
instantrimshot.com
“here we go gathering nuts in May”
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I like that they have the photo on their wall.
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Could you get away with calling a heroine “Pussy” today?
Absolutely. It is no more shocking now than it was then. It’s all in how you market it.
I dunno…. I loved the movie, and I’m no kind of prude…. but at the time, I thought the name was a little offensive.
Not really because of the crude language… my vocabulary wasn’t that pure, even then. I was too inexperienced to have the words for it, but I guess because it was objectifying.
I got the humor, so I let it pass…. but I remember wishing she had a different name, that made her a character, not a sex toy.
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You don’t say.
No, he really didn’t.
but I might…
Feel free!
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Not so far….
I see a bird-like image.
I saw that, but had to zoom way in (past what my laptop can handle efficiently) to actually tell it’s a bird.
They’ve gotta be kidding!
I saw it, but didn’t even think to zoom in see the shape.
It’s not like somebody started out to make a puzzle…. more like they just “borrowed” a random picture off the Internet and stamped a tiny bird on it.
It’s an eye test, not a hidden object.
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You’re a good man, Robin Brown…
True to his role as Patch Adams years before…
If you are at all interested in military history or aviation history might be interested in my post yesterday afternoon.
That was time well spent. Thanks!
We were probably watching it at the same time!
Two strips in one!
I want to see Clara and Claude… Cleo too, for that matter… “just” boosting themselves up onto that speech balloon.
But in a dream, I guess you can do things like that, even if in real life (or whatever passes for real life for cartoon characters) it’s hard to boost yourself onto the couch.
Still, good thinking, Cleo… or Claude. (Honestly, I bet it was secretly Nighthawks.)
Clara’s the one who knows how to dream!
BTW I really like the Cleo animation underneath the strips.
I used to have animations similar to that one posted under my email signature at work. The boss made me stop. He said it wasn’t “professional” enough or some such wacko reason.
I took a brief course in resume writing, in the early part of this century, taught by two professors at the junior college. I think it was 2007.
I was already doing some resumes for people, but I wanted to see what the experts suggested. Of course, I had to act as though it was for creating my own resume.
I’d been putting email addresses on any I made, and also on business cards. Believe it or not, these “professionals” were still divided on whether to do that.
I personally had a Hotmail address, and had recently gotten a Gmail one. Horrors!
I was told that if I were going to use my email address in any professional situation, I must never use those. Professional email addresses were from ISPs or business associations, and included your full, real name.
Using popular email programs or made up user names meant you were at least unprofessional, and quite possibly unstable. You’d think from their attitude that you were identifying yourself as a psycho killer.
A gif would have killed them on the spot.
Yeah – I remember all that idiocy. My business cards at work didn’t have my email address on them because that wasn’t considered a professional method of communication. Hah! Look at me now – half a dozen email addresses, four phone numbers, and a different job description depending one who I was talking to.
And job postings often say emailed resumes only, or offer only an email address.
Soon it’ll be text only.
I know a couple of youngish people who don’t do email, only text… and we’ve known since they were 12 they want texts instead of phone calls, even from Grandma.
Now that they’re becoming manager age, that’s starting to extend to professional situations as well.
Black Crowned Night Heron.
My earworm for tonight….
G’night…
From today’s London “Daily Mail.”
P.S.: Happy Thanksgiving everyibody.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, and to all you North-of-the-Border Cleoites!
Thanks for reminding me!
Oh my! That may beat the fish slapping dance!