Starfleet Miranda

An embroidery of the TNG crew… wearing fruit on their heads. Thank you, internet. I was afraid I'd never get to see that.

Beds

After sleeping on the same waterbed since around 1977 (well, I'm on the 3rd matress, probably the 4th or 5th heater), it's finally time to move on. It's just too hard to find stuff for it any more. Kim never liked it, but I don't see how. There's nothing better than a waterbed in Winter. I'm going to really miss a pre–warmed bed. I decided we needed to get a California king (same length as a waterbed) instead of a regular king so my feet have plenty of room. I hate it when I sleep in a short bed and my feet are all squished by the sheets. Yeah, it's harder to find sheets in that size, but you can order them online, and it's not like we have to buy new ones all the time. Hell, good ones last for years and years.

The mattress we liked best was one of the Tempur-pedics with a softer layer on top. It felt very waterbeddy for me and firm for Kim. I was hoping Kelly would be there in her little nighty to jump up and down on a demo model for us. (If you don't know who I'm talking about, you need to watch more TV.)

AaaaaAAhhh, the… Frensh

I might've posted this once before, but in case I didn't.

Flying my slightly scuffed Lotus Batmobile over Nürburgring.



I forget what I was driving, but it's nice to see that they put seatbelt warning stickers on the visors. Otherwise, I'd be laying on the ceiling, what with the car being all upside–down and stuff.

Clever

What a great TV show episode title: Close Cover Before Killing. Plus, Ponch makes an appearance. What's he doing in NY on Kojak's beat?

Zombies

Mixed–up or not, they're still zombies.

Guest Drummer

This (NSFW) never happens when I play my drums. Maybe I need to play strip clubs and burlesque theaters.

Devo Is Still Devo

Last night in Texas.



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Flipped Out! Like, Way Gone!

There are some incredible cartoon images in this old pamphlet about drugs. Pretty wild stuff.

Mr. Rogers Stuff

Here's a bunch of interesting stuff about Fred Rogers.

Live Larger? Live Worse? Live Disgusting?

WalMart needs to change their slogan. This is not living better.

Intruder

Isolated guitar track from Intruder/Pretty Woman. I always liked those creepy elephant sounds (starting around 0:12) Eddie made with his guitar toward the front of Intruder.



And one of my favorites, Atomic Punk.

Nice 'stache, Moaneeshah

Really, they don't sell razors in the ghetto?

Star Wars Holiday Special

I expected this to be really cheesy and kitschy. Nope, it's absolutely lame. It's so gay. Chewie's dad is named Itchy and his son is named Lumpy. Really? That's the best they could come up with? Half of the dialog is just Wookie grunts and gargles. I can't imagine even a little kid liking it back then. Princess Leia and Diahahihnhann Carrrrollllllll sing. Jefferson Starship play space rock. Art Carney plays his annoying old self. Harvey Korman and Maude interact somehow. I let it load overnight and tried to watch it this morning between builds and stuff. After the gay circus hologram thing that Tubby Lardo Lumpy watches on his hologram table with built–in old tape recorder buttons, I couldn't take any more and ended up scrubbing through it to find the neat old commercials, including a horrible one for the union label with people singing and a CBS Newsbreak with a woman with the personality of a brick… a business brick, whatever that is. But look at cute little Valerie Bertinelli pitching Bobby Vinton's Rock n' Rollers special at 1:06:08 ("it's like Grease on wheels").

Tits and Chimps

What the?


Chimpies

Ali and His Gang vs. Mr. Tooth Decay

That's the actual title of this record. Ali as in Muhammad. It also features Frank Sinatra, Richie Havens, and Howard Cosell. I'm not making this up. I'm downloading it now.

Honky Isn't Spelled with an E

This must be a record of teenage bubblegum pop. No? Well then maybe christian adult contemporary? Preteen Disney sing–alongs? Liberal smelly hippy folk?

Thanks, Salem

I'm pretty sure the reason why they no longer allow cigarette commercials on TV was because this one was just too goddamn corny. It ruined cigarette commercials forever.

The Choppers

I understand what the artist was trying to do here, but didn't he look at the overall picture when he got done and think, "hey, that car is running down the road on giant man legs!" And what's with the midget wrestling? Finally, she's cupping her breast. Heh he-heh.

(As always, you probably need to click the missing image on that site to get the full-size image. Why doesn't he fix that?)

You're probably not surprised that I've seen this movie. Here, dig on the trailer, dad.

Don Knotts for Dodge