Sir McMullet

It was always John for me. Always. I thought the man in the white pants and black socks (!) above was a dork before I even knew what a dork was. The round lipped "oooooooo" way of singing, the constant look of surprise. I knew my chain was being yanked by a master. John was just John. Pissed or pissed off, stumbling or dancing, brilliant or tampon on the head. Always just John.

The way that I am just me and you are just you and we are just all together.

Off to bed, I am. Alarm clock to buzz and be smacked all too soon. I have lands to scape and tools to loose.

It's Kind of a Drag

What Does Death Feel Like?

Click here to find out what it's like to die by drowning, fire, electrocution, lethal injection, etc.

"Get a lift with a Camel!"

The Angry Clowns

Knock, knock, knock.

Matthew Hoffner wonders who in the hell it could be at his door at 11 at night.

One way to find out.

He opened the door.

Three men in clown make-up were there and they looked mean. Really, really mean.

Hoffner closed the door.

The clowns kicked it in.

Then they punched him several times.

Then they left.

After they left, Hoffner realized one of the faces looked familiar; that they "had a common gal in their past." But this was not the nasty clown that assaulted him.

The police investigation is continuing.



Photo from collection by Mg Lizi

Sole to the Earth

I take great joy in walking barefoot,
My feet to the ground.
Sand against my heel,
Grass between my toes.
Barefoot I am closer to
God/
Earth/
The Beginning of Everything.

The Barefoot Path in the Western Contemplative Tradition

Arched

Regional traditions

In many cultures it is considered inappropriate, even rude, to wear shoes indoors. It may be acceptable to wear shoes in public places ( e.g. museums or libraries ), but people are usually expected to go barefoot, or wear socks, inside dwellings. This is usually true for countries where inclement weather is frequent, such as Japan, China, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, Vietnam, or Canada, and serves the purpose of minimizing the amount of dirt and mud brought in from the outside.

"Am I really barefoot every time you talk to me?" Mortensen says, laughing. "I don't really think about it, but I try to be comfortable and not make things too complicated. I like to be respectful and dress appropriately, but if that can coincide with what's comfortable then that's what I'll try to do."

Kneeling Barefoot

Symbol of Innocence

This largely American literary tradition dates from the 18th and 19th centuries, when going barefoot was a standard part of childhood play, especially in rural areas. It features prominently in the novels of Mark Twain and the poetry of John Greenleaf Whittier. Barefoot children and young women are also common in the paintings and sketches of Norman Rockwell, William-Adolphe Bouguereau, and the artists affiliated with the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood.

Symbol of Peace

One way to commemorate Mahatma Gandhi, is to walk barefoot around his monument. Even Pope John Paul II and George W. Bush paid him this honor, as shoes are banned within Gandhi's memorial site, Raj Ghat.

Woman at Work

Many religious traditions consider removing shoes as a pious gesture of respect, especially appropriate when approaching holy places.

• In Exodus, Moses had to take off his shoes before approaching the burning bush.
• Muslims are usually unshod for prayer (commonly on a prayer mat) or to attend services in a mosque, though socks are permissible.
• Some Christian churches practice barefoot pilgrimage traditions – an example being the ascent of Croagh Patrick in Ireland.
• In the Hindu religion, shoes are removed before entering temples.
• Among many neopagan reconstructionists, bare feet are considered an ideal way to remain in touch with the elements.

Going barefoot is also a common form of mortification, often combined with others such as pilgrimage, either as penance or ascetism. Roman Catholic religious orders that permanently restrict the ability of members to wear footwear are known as "discalced", though in reference to certain religious orders the term means wearing only sandals on the feet. Barefoot orders include the Camaldolese and the Teresian.

"The Barefoot Path in the Western Contemplative Tradition" by Ken Rice (link below) provides a good overview of the subject.

The Burmese seem to live their religion rather than just practice it. Buddhism is pervasive, and can seem to outsiders as very casual. This fellow incongruously relaxes on the floor with a book in one of Shwedagon’s many temples. In photographing the man, I stress his bare feet. All who enter Burma’s Buddhist temples must remove both shoes and socks, an act of humility. He bares his soles to us. He lies upon a hard floor. He is a humble man. Yet he also turns away from Buddha to read his book. This is an incongruity, and it helps this photograph tell its story.



nelipot: one who is walking barefoot

"Those Damn Kids!"

This photo was taken in Huntington, WV, about 2 years ago, and is the Washington Ave. Burger king.
I happened to have my camera in my bag and had to drive around the block twice to get this photo.

Even funnier is that after I got the picture, I went home and called them to let them know it was up,
and the lady that answered the phone was nearly silent to the point I thought she’d hung up,
and then she burst out and said “THOSE DAMN KIDS!!”

I nearly fell off my couch laughing, and this is one of the most commented on-photos on my page : )
Anyway, enjoy! (but I don’t recommend the burgers ; )






From Neatorama

Producted Mullet

The Saturday Night Otterific Cuteness Buffer

Click here to see the cutest otter video ever made ever!

Some People Seem to have a Problem with This..*.

I, for one, love it.

As do a majority of the people in Denver who wonder why this shirt was taken from the Colorado History Museum gift shop shelves.


Oddly, Colorado was the first day state to celebrate Columbas Day and the place in which its celebration is still hotly contested.

Hey, have you ever read the book: Lies My Teacher Told Me? I read it when it first came out in 1996. It is being re-released on my birthday.

"What passes for identity in America is a series of myths about one's heroic ancestors. - James Baldwin "A Talk to Teachers"

At the very least, this book will make you think. It could also inflame you, fascinate you and incite emotions about a topic you'd thought you put to bed when you graduated.

Mr. Loewen begins his critique with the pantheon of American heroification and dives right into his vilification of common textbook versions with well-footed noted documentation. With Helen Keller, he discusses her membership with the Socialist party and her championing of women's suffrage. It speaks of Woodrow Wilson being a very outspoken white supremacist who, during his bid for the presidency, promised to work towards civil rights. With his second chapters' treatise of Christopher Columbus, you'll begin to question not only his "discovery" of America but find out what gave rise to the "Black Legend" of Spanish cruelty. The Truth about the First Thanksgiving decimates everything ever taught about this event.

You will hate this book, or you will love this book. You will believe it, or you won't. It could seem like anything from a rebuttal to socialist propaganda. But, it will make you think, and that is very important.





*when, really, more attention should be paid to paid grammar and cyber idiocy.

He is the Walurus

Really!

Check him out, the newest addition to the New York Aquarium!

Gosh, yes.

Yes, there was a lot of wisdom uttered by the cowled one over the years. A smattering has been collected for your edification.

Batman* (during a bat-climb): "Careful, Robin. Both hands on the Bat-rope."
Robin: "Sorry, Batman."

Bruce: "Most Americans don't realize what we owe to the ancient Incas. Very few appreciate they gave us the white potato and many varieties of Indian corn."
Dick: "Now whenever I eat mashed potatos, I for one will think of the Incas."

Batman: Ma Parker's girl is more dangerous than her three boys.
Robin: Her legs sort of reminded me of Catwoman's.
Batman: You're growing up, Robin. Remember, in crime-fighting always keep your sights raised.

Robin: Prepare yourself for an eggspeditious defeat!
Batman: Very apt, Robin.
Robin: Oh. Glad you liked it.

Robin: "We better hurry, Batman."
Batman: "Not too fast, Robin. In good bat-climbing as in good driving one must never sacrifice safety for speed."
Robin: "Right again, Batman."

Holy Act of Congress!

*Adam West just turned 79!

Daisy Got a Bone

A mammoth bone.

One Sided

Where is the Love?

It is a lonely mechanized world out there. Some people are so lonely, so bereft of company, that they have opened their hearts to a tiny machine that seems to make their lives a better place: Roombas.

Some name their little friends and many even dress them in cute little outfits. Because nothing says "love" like a cute little outfit.

Check out the forums if you think I jest!


Some people go so far as to clean their homes before the Roomba goes through so that the little tyke doesn't have to strain itself. Now that's devotion!

Oh, shit!

I just put a crap song into my head!

Excuse me....

"Childrens do learn."

And so do I.

A dream dreamt all of last week took place in Anchorage, Alaska and it was resoundingly beautiful. All around, everywhere I looked, there were mountains, souvenir stores and bars. Magpies flew from branch to branch in the quirky, tree-lined downtown and the air was filled with the scent of reindeer sausage.

In the midst of it all, an eclectic group of lanyard wearing people in various states of reaction to the 50 degree weather. I sported short sleeves and a perma-grin. Others were covered head to toe in puffy jackets and wool. That my feet were kept toasty by flower strewn suede and bunny fur may have played a factor.



A drive down the Seward Hwy to the Alaska Animal Conservatory was almost surreal, it was so beautiful it seemed surreal. The Turnagain Arm, a body of water flowing next to the highway and the Alaska Railway, gave some of the most spectacular vistas.

I was able to see a reindeer, pre-sausage.



Hugo the girl grizzly who, after being rescued from dehydration and starvation by hunters, has made the Conservatory her home. She hangs out in her pond on a regular basis playing with balls, bones and dead smelly fish.

There is irony in Alaska, too!

A dramatic gray swirl of eddy in the Turnagain Arms.

This, my friends, is the luckiest elk in the world. In rut, he has eight females to himself and proudly bugled the point to all lonely males in the area.

The Chugach Mountains

Jen kneels in wonder in front of the Chugach Mountains and worships with her little digital machine.

This man enjoy the afore mentioned reindeer sausage in downtown Anchorage as his dog and girlfriend look hungrily on...

The Worst Mullet Ever to Appear on this Blog

Seriously.
I had other mullets ready to go from the bulging mullet photo file. But I came across this and knew I shouldn't be the only one to suffer sore eyes.

You're welcome.