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Category: Books
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This little baby buggy tends to circulate every year on various sites. Awww…precious.
Swoon-worthy decoration…
I’d like to see real photos of these:
These as well…
A lovely sculpture by Kate MacDowell:
Ugh…there were always the dreaded houses that dispensed awful Brach’s candy when I was a kid. No one even wanted to trade this stuff.
And arguably even worse…
(I’m not anti-raisin, but this is HALLOWEEN…who wants to gather typical lunchbox fare?)Definitely an inspirational image for awesome kitschy decoration:
Best passive-aggressive note card ever:
Well, hello there.
One lump, or two?
This is either pretty great, or a sad sign made by a dyslexic man named Brian:
Hang on while I hyperventilate because this collection is so fantastic (wish I had the source!):
Groovy retro style pattern:
Not intended for Halloween…but amazing:
Also unrelated, but this octopus looks monstrously friendly. He’s smiling. At you.
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October has arrived! I can’t wait to start my Halloween blogging, but I haven’t launched my yearly countdown yet (not everyone is a Halloween freak like I am, so I’m trying to be courteous by including other posts).
Fellow children of the 80’s, remember Ed Emberley? To this day, I still think his Big Orange Drawing Book is awesome.
Just the sight of the cover brings back so many memories! When grabbing the cover image for this post I came across Emberley’s Drawing Book of Halloween!
I can’t believe I didn’t have the Halloween version. It’s going right on the wish list.
If only I could find some of my childhood drawings based on this book to post…
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This post goes out to the Father of My Kitties (okay, so the cats are not technically mine, they live in a different house, and I have completely insinuated myself as the Kitty Momma…what of it?).
I bolster the hell out of cat self-esteem on a regular basis. Our boy was the runt of the litter, and now he’s the Alpha Cat of the house. And our girl doesn’t even care that her ass always looks fat in photos. Job well done.
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Let me preface this by saying I have not had Internet for four days due to Hurricane Irene. My entire town and surrounding areas are still without it and we don’t know when it (or other media/communications) will be restored. I feel VERY lucky to have electricity right now. I drove to the closest place I could find to get online for a moment, and will try to do so again as soon as possible. In the meantime…
This made my day, because outside of saying it myself I’ve never seen the phrase “Zoologically incorrect”…and it’s a favorite.
Peeeeeeek-a-Boooooo!
Another unsettling Peek-a-Boo:
Think about this next time someone uses the fine colloquialism “He/she’ll have my head on a platter!”
This actually got printed:
You might be living in an insane, surrealist dictatorship if your “Dear Leader” is plastered on boxes of tongue scrapers…and walks by to inspect them for quality.
Awww…
Go ahead Betty…one Business Casual Angel Donut won’t hurt…
Yep.
The comic panel of my life (books rule!):
The female of this species probably takes a ages doing her makeup in the morning.
And speaking of other species…we will never be as awesome as this guy…
I’ll leave you with this, folks…
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Let’s begin this post with a luminous sunrise over the rolling hills of a meatscape…
As you may know by now, I love photos of glistening industrial structures.
Nature is amazing.
Two bits of street art that really grabbed my attention recently:
Excellent display.
He’s late for a very important date, indeed…
No idea:
Had this mode of transportation been available to me, I might have attempted to attend Sunday school…once.
I know nothing about the origin of this illustration, save for the title: “Experiment With a Unicorn Horn.”
Arguably the world’s most useful superpower:
I wonder if there’s a number around which the subject matter starts to get a bit tired (101? Really? It’s almost impressive).
Ooh…the candle makes it fancy.
A beautiful clock (it sings!) for the minimalist:
Where is this an actual problem?
I’ve saved the best for last. Here’s a great wedding greeting to send all your newlywed friends. Feel free to post your interpretations in the comments.
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ENTHUSIASM!
Anatomically correct.
Are you ready to get the wind up?
I spy…
The road (or track) less traveled…
You have the right to remain silent:
Aw, I bet my roommate has had to do this for me…introvert that I am.
I’m not sure why, but I kind of like this. I think it would look great with other species.
Ah, innovation for the skinny girl. I’ll take mine extra pointy, so it doubles as a weapon.
Actually, I think I can “weight” a little…
Til I eat a few of these…
I always renovate my house in an evening gown.
And just so you leave this blog a little smarter today:
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Are you ready for something incredible, supposedly printed in 1961?
I couldn’t find much info about The Executive Coloring Book, aside from the source (the marvelous Surviving Sophia Walker.
Is it for real? Is it ironic? The world may never know.
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Just a few shots from Bookshelf Porn, an archive of lovely libraries.
These bring back memories…
Fellow biliophiles, have a peek at the archives.
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I just added Scott Carney’s The Red Market to my already expansive book wish list. As a soft-hearted cynic, I should probably know better than to immerse myself in this text…but my fascination with human behavior and anatomy wins out.
An in-depth report that takes readers on a shocking tour through a macabre global underworld where organs, bones, and live people are bought and sold on the red market
Investigative journalist Scott Carney has spent five years on the ground tracing the lucrative and deeply secretive trade in human bodies and body parts—a vast hidden economy known as the “red market.” From the horrifying to the ridiculous, he discovers its varied forms: an Indian village nicknamed “Kidneyvakkam” because most of its residents have sold their kidneys for cash; unscrupulous grave robbers who steal human bones from cemeteries, morgues, and funeral pyres for anatomical skeletons used in Western medical schools and labs; an ancient temple that makes money selling the hair of its devotees to wig makers in America—to the tune of $6 million annually.
This is bound to be an interesting journey.
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