[via]
Christmas fruitcakes were a tradition when I was a tad, but not everyone has the taste that I do. For those of you who used them as doorstops, or re-gifted them to those on the lower rungs of your gift ladder, may I suggest this compact reusable and recyclable alternative.
Although the taste is always questionable, the flavor never wanes, here on
The Overnight Open Thread.
[via]
Okay, um, lessee. You open the sickly dog’s skull, stick his tongue to the roof of his mouth and pour in a bunch of green slime with little tidbits in it. Now the sinuses are loaded. Close the head, and doggy drools infected pus with candies that you try to retrieve with electrified tweezers before they land on his tongue.
But here’s the excellent twist: If you pick the wrong tidbit, you are awarded with 100V of Japanese current coursing through your metacarpals. Hilarity ensues as you roll on the floor convulsing uncontrollably on The Overnight Open Thread.
[Update: More Great Gift Ideas.]
Germany Schaefer stole first base. On Aug. 4, 1911, playing for the Washington Senators, Schaefer stole second base conventionally, hoping to draw a throw from the catcher so a teammate could steal home. The catcher didn’t throw, so on the next pitch Schaefer ran back to first.
That was legal at the time, but rule 7.08i now forbids a player to run the bases in reverse order “for the purpose of confusing the defense or making a travesty of the game.”
[via]
Just more Fun Facts To Know And Tell on The Overnight Open Thread.
Seems like I’ve been gone for a week after visiting The Land of The Buckeyes and The Bearcats. It was pure time travel for me, and I’m still reeling from the odd foggy familiarity of places and people that I hadn’t seen in many decades.
Last Wednesday I was signing some legalwork, and asked what the date was. One person remembered that it was Pearl Harbor Day, while his assistant clarified that it was also Johnny Bench’s birthday. JB and Pete Rose are still revered as Sub-Gods in that region (under Woody Hayes, Sparky Anderson and Paul Brown, of course). But none of that has anything to do with this post.
_______________________________________________________
Someone we all know and love has discounted one of the most popular calendars of all time, and there are hundreds stacked up in the corner of his bedroom available for a small percentage of the original price. The percentage is so low, he’s willing to pay someone to take them off his hands. I think we’ve stumbled upon a great bargain.
The Web’s worst high-functioning autistic photographer, Charles Foster Johnson, has made it possible for you, yes you, you lucky sod to actually stare at his vacant snapshots for an entire year. Yes, lucky dogs, it’s Little Green Footballs – The LGF 2010 Photo Calendar!!!!!
“Now available at Lulu.com in time for Christmas and the New Year — the Little Green Footballs 2010 Calendar, featuring 13 beautiful high resolution versions of photographs I’ve posted at LGF. It’s $24.99, Lulu.com handles all the printing and shipping, I get 10 bucks, and they get the difference. Not a bad deal for all involved.”
“Not a bad deal…” if you favor pedestrian snapshots of flat color, a personal world that is utterly bereft of any human face, or snapshots chilled in the crippled sensibility of a person who has “the brain of a bass player” and the eye of an albino cave-dwelling newt.
[Commentary and snapshot above courtesy American Digest.]
I took the liberty of copying the image (with the cryptic title “October 2010”) and enlarging it a bit, just to help another fellow blogger sell outdated calendars with bland uninspired amateur photographs on The Overnight Open Thread.
The Diary of Daedalus
website design was Built By All of Us
