Thursday, October 21, 2010

Octopus made from typewriter parts

Typewriter junk-sculptor Jeremy Meyer made this beautiful typewriter-part octopus as a gift.

Octopus II

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Pearl Necklace For Your Special Lady (made of silver)

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Some say that a piece of jewelry can say "I love you." This says something kind of like that. Massachusetts-based multitalented artist Leah Piepgras has created a pearl necklace that is made of sterling silver and contains no pearls.

"A visual marker of chaos turned perfection through an act of beauty and lust."

Each one is handmade and is available in two sculpted variations. They aren't cheap but you don't expect to say "I love you" with a gift and spend only pocket change.

ProTip: When you hear me say "special lady" you should not be thinking about your mom. Only I can think about your mom when I say that.

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Elvira: "I'm Not a Witch."

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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Productivity Gains

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Monday, October 18, 2010

Corporate Drone

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Sunday, October 17, 2010

DIllie the Deer

Dillie the deer is just like a house-trained dog as she walks up the stairs and lounges around on her owner's bed.

Living with vet Melanie Butera, in Canal Fulton, Ohio, four-year-old Dillie is so spoiled she is served linguine in bed.

She has even managed to work out where a deer that lives in a house should go to do her business.

House trained: Dillie the deer polishes off a plate of linguine in her owners' master bedroom

Taking full advantage of Melanie and her husband Steve's generous hospitality, Dillie even gets to enjoy their swimming pool and five acres of property on which to run around.

Living with the Buteras since she was three days old, Dillie now knows how to turn lights on and off and how to take ice from the dispenser in the fridge.

'We took a call from a local farmer at 3 am one wintry night,' said Melanie, 48. 'Dillie's mother was not taking to her and he asked if we wanted to try to nurse her back to health.

'We put her on an IV drip because she weighed four pounds and got her back up and running after around two weeks..

'We then realized that she couldn't go back to the farm and live with the other deer and she couldn't live with our horses because they scared her too much.'

Deer's best friend: Dillie plays around with Lady, the dog of the house

Leaving her in the capable hands of her eight-year-old poodle Lady, Melanie decided that Dillie was going to become the Butera household's latest pet.

'She developed cataracts and this meant that she had to be cared for in a sensitive manner,' explained Melanie.

'She would hang around Lady and she very quickly learned to act like a dog..

'This became apparent to us when we came home one day and couldn't find her downstairs.

'We walked upstairs and found her standing on our bed with Lady. She had obviously learned a few tricks from the old dog.'

Family: Dr Melanie Butera and her husband Steve Heathman share their bed in their home in Canal Fulton, Ohio, with Dillie and Lady

Dillie slept for the first few years at the Buteras' home in their bed with Lady.

'I suppose it was quite a cute get together, said Melanie. 'Me, my husband, Dillie and Lady all sharing the same bed.

'My husband Steve always liked the way that Dillie would warm his feet up when she laid on them.'

Fully house-trained, Dillie now wears a GPS collar due to a frightening runaway incident last year.

'She went missing because a gate was left open on our property when she was out roaming,' said Melanie.

'So we got this collar fitted to her to keep our minds at ease.'

Enjoying a wide variety of meals, Dillie's favorite is ice cream and coffee, topped with frozen ice shavings.

Stairway to heaven: Dillie has the run of the house, and has even learned how to use the toilet

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Friday, October 15, 2010

Cell Phone Karma is real.

Kyocera Wireless reminds you to dial responsibly.

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Goodbye Mr. Congressman



To be sung to Simon & Garfunkle’s “Mrs. Robinson”



Goodbye to you Mr. Congressman

Voters trust you less than you can know. (Wo, wo, wo)

So please go Mr. Congressman

Satan holds a place for you to play

(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)


We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files

We know you know the way to help yourself

Look around you, all you see are people’s probing eyes

Our nation’s capital is now no longer home.


Goodbye to you Mr. Congressman

Voters loathe you more than you can know. (Wo, wo, wo)

So please go Mr. Congressman

Satan holds a place for you to play

(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)


Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes

Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes

It’s a little secret just the Congressman’s affair

Most of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids.


Goodbye to you Mr. Congressman

Voters loathe you more than you can know. (Wo, wo, wo)

So please go Mr. Congressman

Satan holds a place for you to play

(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon

Going to the candidate’s debate

Laugh about it, shout about it

When you’ve got to choose

Every way you look at it we lose


Where have you gone General Washington

A nation turns its saddened eyes to you. (Wo, wo, wo)

What’s that you say Mr. Congressman?

General George has left and gone away

(Hey, hey, hey…hey, hey, hey)

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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Tea Party, Boston 1773

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Squirrelproof your birdfeeder with a Slinky

Here's an idea my mom gave me to deter squirrels from climbing onto my bird feeders. Hope you enjoy. The loud bang towards the end is me slapping the window.

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