As much as I dislike posting images that crop up on numerous other blogs, I happen to enjoy this one very much.
That is all.
(Apologies for the lack of specific source…I’ve seen it all over)
Category: vintage
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It’s a perfect day to share my little photo collection of antique medical leech jars. I originally set out on a google image odyssey for the word exsanguination, but it turned out to be very uninteresting.
So I give you these receptacles of a bygone era, used to house the slimy little agents of bloodletting.
I think this one is my favorite:
En Francais!
No frills…
And here’s a lovely vintage leech chart:
Personally, my body does not like being without its blood. Bad things happen.
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I tend to realize Easter is coming when I can get my hands on Cadbury Creme Eggs, but otherwise I pay very little attention to this holiday. However, I did manage to gather a substantial collection of evil bunnies to share.
Here is a previous post about bunnies from Thrift Horror Week, if you missed it.
Let’s start with some menacing mascots, shall we?
An old classic:
I get a really unwholesome feeling about this one:
And I sympathize with this guy:
How about a little face painting?
Now for some random lagomorphic horror:
Wow…
I think this poor fellow has the mumps or something:
If you celebrate it, Happy Easter!
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1 Light Art Lamps are a collection of unique lamps made from everyday objects. Designer Howard Dernberger has been creating lamps since he was a child, and he incorporates rare vintage objects for a blend of form and function.
Among my favorites are the typewriter and camera lamp:
I’m often struck with the desire to create odd lighting pieces from found objects, and it’s lovely to see the creativity and construction in these pieces.
See the gallery.
And speaking of lighting, don’t miss the Gizmodo post about these Jellyfish lamps:
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I received links to this kit from a number of people, and it is indeed quite post-worthy.
From Oak Ridge Associated Universities: “This was the most elaborate Atomic Energy educational set ever produced, but it was only only available from 1951 to 1952. Its relatively high price for the time ($50.00) and its sophistication were the explanation Gilbert gave for the set’s short lifespan. Today, it is so highly prized by collectors that a complete set can go for more than 100 times the original price.
The set came with four types of uranium ore, a beta-alpha source (Pb-210), a pure beta source (Ru-106), a gamma source (Zn-65?), a spinthariscope, a cloud chamber with its own short-lived alpha source (Po-210), an electroscope, a geiger counter, a manual, a comic book and a government manual ‘Prospecting for Uranium.”
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Ah, the video montage…a beloved art form that distills hours of uninteresting footage into a hyper-concentrated cocktail of pure
Here, the band Blurt showcases a series of vintage exercise machines and beauty treatments.
Funny how easy it is to scoff at these “primitive” measures when current methods involve paralyzing poison injections, plastic threads under the skin that yank the face in different directions, and the now commonplace bulbous sacks of silicone.
And just for fun, see how Strong Bad makes a montage. Nowhere else can you hear the lyric “You’re a girl…or maybe a wagon, filled up with pancakes.”
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Could your faith be enhanced by a little more accordion in the mix? Look no further!
Perhaps it’s pinstripe you seek?
Or plaid?
You can enjoy the “rhythm” with this record. A reverend singing “Tiny Bubbles.” I’m loving it.
There is also “The Singing Priest,” with his stellar enthusiasm…and wordplay (it’s a study in high fidelity sound!)
Though potential bad puns abound, these albums make me too sad to go there. I leave it to the imagination of the reader.
Now I’m going to cheer myself up with a healthy dose of WTF. Is Vicki Jamison referring to the feeding of the 5,000? How exactly does this translate to filling a cart with supermarket bread? Is she getting her daily bread? What is Jesus “enough” of? I’m so terribly confused.
These next two prove that size matters, with odd and terrifying mini doppelganger Christians…and tiny teen minions.
(Those kids are just waiting to drug him and tie him down, Gulliver style)No, Mike Adkins, thank YOU.
Hey! A sneaky puppet escaped my attention when I was making the puppet post! I’ve just about had it with insidious puppets.
Thanks again to LP Cover Lover for a portion of these images!
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Some people are drawn to a higher calling, like these fine missionaries.
I can’t help but think of this clip on American Dad, in which God asks George W. Bush to kindly downplay their relationship.
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To avoid redundancy, I will refrain from snarky comments on any of the following albums.
Remember these two?
As a special treat, I’ve uploaded Jim and Tammy’s irritating grammatical atrocity “Oops, There Comes a Smile!” here for anyone who wants to listen out of morbid curiosity. But I warn you, you will not be able to get those two minutes of your life back.
I want this record so badly:
SheWalksSoftly 