Alas, poor Yorick…

Elmer McCurdy
I’d protect my junk too, if I had been through all he had.

Remember poor Elmer McCurdy? Coin slot mouth, pulled on roller skates, sideshow exhibit, haunted house prop…all after he died?

 

Well, apparently, someone on the…

 

spoilers if you haven’t listened to the episode yet

 

…Six Million Dollar Man crew thought to snap a photograph after discovery (arm loss) and before Elmer-removal. And I found it.

 

Click on it for slight enlargement to full size. So…enjoy?

Yay?

 

Episode 69: Elmer McCurdy

Tags: Elmer McCurdy, abusing the dead

 

Photograph and a health tip: Poor huskies

Thanks to the New South Wales Library, and to Daisy-Boo Cannon, a fabulous Rube who wrote a better caption than I could, so I am just going to leave this here: probably the last photograph taken of Xavier Mertz and his huskies.

 

(Don’t forget, lesson of episode 108, don’t overdo vitamin A, kids.)

 

 

Xavier Mertz

original entry: Episode 108:Douglas Mawson

 

Pretty little Aussie fuzzy-wuzzy

i hate when my health gets between me and The Dollop. Catching up, but for now, I end my personal second (virtual) tour of Australia by dispelling the myth that nearly every creature in Australia can kill you. Just look at that widdle face!

 

Courtship in huntsman spiders is surprisingly romantic when compared to other spiders. The male is rarely attacked by the female and the process may last many hours.
Spiders(reptilepark.com.au)

Awwww.

 

Huntsman spiders of many species sometimes enter houses. They are also notorious for entering cars, and being found hiding behind sun visors or running across the dashboard. – See more at: australianmuseum.net.au

…and sweet dreams, lovies. I shall return with episode entries tout suite.

Thank you! (and you, and you)

We just finished our first full month together. I have been here since the end of March, but, until the middle of June, it was me, alone, in my creepy basement lab. Thank you for letting me out. I like it out here with the sane people.

Thank you to the nice Rubes who clicked through to Amazon from this site before doing their regular shopping. You helped pay for hosting expenses! Paying expenses keeps me out of the basement, and I love you for it. I like being around the other people. I get to write silly things about the silly things Dave and Gareth say, and occasionally write my own silly things.

I’m a glorious wordsmith at saying stuff and junk.

Greg Behrendt, Walking the Room

And within all this silliness, I get to assist two really kind, talented guys using my own tools.

I love you Rubes. Momma Carla loves you. Here’s your present: a very early picture of my writing on my Mac 512. Every time I receive a wee bit of renevue, I shall give you a embarrassing-myself present such as this.

So if you want more of this awkwardness, and more growth of the site, with means more awesome for you Rubes, these are the ways to help:

  • First off, Join the forums! Play with meeeeeee. I am creating forums that can only be accessed by members, because reasons. I want to try to coordinate with Patreon, if they have the capability, to create a tier of forums for Patreon donors.
  • Comment on articles, because Rubes talk to each other, yo. Every time I receive a comment that is not spam, I cry a beautiful diamond tear that becomes a fairy, and that is how fairies are born, from my happy tears. Don’t you believe in fairies anymore?
  • Come say hey there hi there ho there before going to Amazon‘s main page and buy whatever you like.
  • Try Audible and Get Two Free Audiobooks— I have been a member since 2007, and I love them so so much.
  • click on any book, documentary, or music link from any given entry, and then either buy it or something else from Amazon or iTunes (which includes iBooks, the App Store, even Podcasts, which are free free free)
  • or…Buy Me A Coffee at Ko-Fi.com
  • . Caffeine means hyperactivity means more site activity.

Using the money for…

Visual representation of The Dollop, yes?

I missed the first day in 7 weeks yesterday! The horror, o the humanity! Thunderstorm equals power outage. Dagnabbit.

More to come today, but, as an apology gift, I leave you with an extremely Dollop-y photo, with hope that it puts some curl back into your hair this fine Tuesday:

26-6-2015 marital equality under the law

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Some days, it is really, really good to be an American. Take down those Stars and Bars, and put up the Rainbow flag, it’s time to celebrate, honey!

I hope June 26 becomes a national holiday. A fun, sparkly, glittery national holiday when we celebrate equality and how much more fun life is when we all have the same rights and can just relax and enjoy each other.

(And, yes, by the way, I do follow the teachings of Jesus–and the best part is, it’s okay if you don’t!–and he believed that no one should be oppressed by anyone else, and that love is always the answer above anything else. Love fulfills the nitpicky laws. So no worries, no anger, no nasty comments about Sodom, turn up the volume on Jesus Christ Superstar and dance with me, baby! It’s all going to work out just fine.)

 

John and I started our fight for a simple reason: We wanted the State of Ohio to recognize our lawful Maryland marriage on John’s impending death certificate. We wanted respect and dignity for our 20-year relationship, and as he lay dying of ALS, John had the right to know his last official record as a person would be accurate. We wanted to live up to the promises we made to love, honor, and protect each other as a committed and lawfully married couple. (Jim Obergefell, whitehouse.gov)

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