Midnight Man

I ain't going nowhere, man...

Go ahead and come around, if you want.

Sunday Drive

I am sure that is fine, some sorta good omen.

Here

Just because...I like videos about space and shit.

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

NFG

Moody, that might describe me, these days.
Not what you would call melancholia...
More a melange of boredom, anger and dull entertainment.
Which might be my standard deal, if I think about it.
But I try not to...

Fan Mail Friday

I get this kinda shit, all the time...

Last Nights Dream

Well, it is a two-fer and the dreams aren't even from last night.
Since I am the one posting here, and you are the one casually stopping by for whatever reason you do, these post titles will exist to fit my needs, solely...


Yeah, had one of those vague observer dreams, like I do.
It was sorta like a documentary, with some folks escaping from Nazi Germany, during the war.
No real indication why the folks were on the run, other than the fact that they were surrounded by goddamned Nazi's, which seems reason enough for me.  Right?
Anyway, there were maps, you know, like they show during war documentaries.  Maps with arrows that sweep across countries and all of that.  Very official.
At one point, the folks on the lam used one of those Kettnekraftrad things as a vehicle.  There was a demonstration as to how, with careful maneuvering, our characters of interest were able to conceal their movements in the tank tracks of German heavy armor and what what you.
Of course, it wasn't actually based on any facts, so there you are...
That's it.
All I have to say about it, because it was a dream and that's where it stopped.

(As a side note, you really have to appreciate that Germany thought enough of a motorcycle/half-track to actually not just make a prototype, but make a whole bunch of the things.  That is a genuine crazy-person vehicle, right there.  Like actual insanity style crazy, but obviously a bunch of people had to be mad enough to deliver such a machine.  Which is crazy)


There was another one that was all about me and KVC tooling around in a sailboat.
Very nautical.
The boat only had a steering wheel below deck, in the cabin.  Vision was fairly obscured, as only thin slot windows were available on the sides.  No forward visibility, really, what with the sails and sloping deck and all.
But we were happily sailing about in the ocean, with me steering and KVC shouting which way to go.
There were some close calls with a pier and sorta sailing through a swimming area.  There were folks shouting and gesturing that perhaps I should tack to another course, I recall.
The water was very blue, startlingly blue, what I could see out of the tiny slot of a window.  A lovely blue.
I remember thinking that the whole steering set up seemed less than ideal, given the operational necessities of piloting a boat.
Driving around a boat, not really knowing what the deal is with boat driving was the thing.


That's what I got.
There you go...

Thrasher Thursday

Buggy

In what might be a contrary response to either the weather, my location, or both...

I keep thinking that a dune buggy seems like a great idea.
Seriously.

Like one of those little Manx style ones, maybe.

Cards

Gift Giving

For you...

The bird.

Not Snowing Here

You know, if you approach things correctly, the world can still seem to be poofy-fluffy fun.


I will let you know, if it actually snows...

Carols

Seasons Greetings

I got a little side tracked with that end-of-world shit, I admit it...


You know, I try to keep thing here vaguely relevant to whatever is going on in the world (beyond the perimeter of my yard) and all.
Timely...
Kinda like Fox News, but with somewhat fact based commentary and opinion.


Anyway, Christmas is right on top of us now.

Who is ready for a little holiday cheer?

Candy Ass Christmas

I have mentioned before that posts with "candy ass" in the title are far and away the most viewed around here...

Not sure why...


Anyway, here is a candy ass christmas gift to all you nasty, sugar addict perv's.

Sunday Drive

Turn it up...

Non-Holiday Jam

Yeah, I am pretty sick of that holiday tunage and I have barely been exposed to it this year.
Still, it's everywhere.
Grocery store, gas station, any other place schilling shit.

Here is an antidote to all that jingley, sparkley stuff though...


People say this is Jesus birthday action celebration, this time of year, right?
Has anybody else noticed that all the Jesus songs are total fucking bummers?
Maybe it's just me, but the JC songs seem depressing.

Places Everyone

Still Here?

Well, the world didn't end yet, huh...


There should be some kinda non-apocalypse dance or something.

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

Seeya in Hell

Well, some people say the word is going to end tomorrow...

Kinda like the rapture action we had some time back, remember?  Folks were all "It's gonna end!" then had to go buy groceries the next day 'cause the fridge was empty.


I am not up on the details surrounding this end of the world, really.  I don't usually watch those endless apocalypse marathons, on the History Channel.  I guess there is some Mayan dayplanner shit and some prophecy from from that Notre Dame guy, or something?


Either way, flaming doom or no, just know...

This is my response.

DoomsDayed

When I think of the end of the world, I look for advice from puppets...

Naked

Two Wheels Tuesday

Special bike I keep looking at from the Mann show edition.

Tree Tuesday

We put our tree up, over the weekend.

Like 2/3rd's of it, at least...
So, now you know.

It was a lot like the deal going down in the picture.
Except I wore a thong...

Lapse

Yeah, missed our regular Sunday Drive post I guess...
I am sure you lost some sleep over that one, right?

Howzabout I make up for it with some holiday singing by some acapella folks, in hot lapping a krautwagon?

It's seasonal, it references driving and otherwise is just a commercial.

You could probably come up with some better use of your time than lurking around here, anyway, so go do that will ya?

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

If./Then

Sorry

This needed to be shared.  I will just apologize right now, before you even look at it.





Is that a Texas state flag speedo?
It really is like a whole other country, down there.

Status Update

Sponsored by Suzuki.

Well

What do you think?

I am really just interested in the associated tax breaks, but, you know, I am also game for abstract power, bizarre ritual rights and all that other late night action...


You in?

Conceptual Art

If you will think back, I have maybe mentioned my fondness for conceptual art.

Ideas like audience, voyeurism, performance and all that kinda shit...
I can actually hold up the end of a conversations on the subject, which is about the only value my studies on the subject provide, in real world situations.
After some years, my talk on the subject is peppered with more curse words and less speedy recall of artist's names, but whatever...


Anyway, here is a video of some Korean painter dude who screams at his paint, because it can record the energy.
Right.  Got that?
See, that makes complete sense to me.  So simple it is kinda brilliant.
The viscous media of paint would actually be affected by the different airflow, temperatures, spittle and such a good scream would provide.  One can even suggest the surface being affected by the sound waves, if you care to go on with that course.

Though that is all bullshit, too...


Some days, I wonder why I keep at this whole dealio, here.
Then I come across something like this and want to share it.
So, maybe, this is like the surface of some wet paint that I am screaming at...
In the hope that the energy of my moment is somehow temporally transferred to you.
A long term pastiche of my conscious.subconscious, somehow constructing it's own long term narrative.

Which might also be bullshit.

Two Wheels Tuesday

Special cool old bicycle oh fuck it look at her nipples edition.

Crapper Car

Well, everybody needs one, I guess.

Punctuation

Ran across this pic, while putzing around the old internet.

It included the caption-
"Talking to the cop on acid"

I feel like maybe there should be a comma in that statement...
Either way, I am sure this photo captures the basis for one of the best barroom stories ever.

Sunday Drive

Where do you get off?

Dune Buggy

Everybody probably needs a dune buggy...

Just sayin'.

Last Nights Dreams

So I had three separate dreams that I was gonna tell you about from last night.
I dozed off and forgot them, though.
So this post is pretty damned pointless...

I do remember that I was wearing the same clothes in all three dreams.
It wasn't the same narrative, or anything.
I woke up between each and laid awake, stating at the ceiling for a bit.
Then back to sleep, new dream, same clothes...

This all still seems pretty pointless, right?

It has me wondering though, what do people wear in their dreams and why?
Obviously, the brain is constructing a whole thing, story, environment, other people, everything...

Is the you in your dreams sorta an approximation  of the you that you imagine yourself being?
It seems odd, as that you part is the only thing that the brain has exacting knowledge of...

Weekend Plans

Something like this...

Farmer Friday

As a rule, actual farmers dress nothing like this.

Thrasher Thursday

Tear it up, girls.

True

Two Wheels Tuesday

Special sporty Sporty edition.

Ivory

Hey, it's our anniversary today.

Like the real one, not the first date one...


I know it may have slipped past you that it was today, the day that I married my lovely wife.
Declaring our affections for one another, in a very real, and legally binding way...
Before Elvis, family and random hula dancing girls.

Turns out the appropriate traditional gift for this anniversary is ivory.
Remember that the sale and trade of modern ivory is prohibited, while you are out shopping for our gift.  Only the old, antique ivory is cool.
We don't want anybody out poaching elephants for our benefit.

If you have trouble with the ivory bit?
Well, the "modern" gift suggestion is gold...
So, I guess you can send gold.
If you are feeling that lazy about our anniversary...


Either way, KVC is awesome.
That's all that matters, to me.

Duh

Sunday Drive

Fill'r up?

Don't Know

I have no idea what is going on, here...

But I think I like it.