I recently featured the photoshop work of pixeloo here at the Squirrel Queen’s palace. His reworking of Homer Simpson from yellow fellow to human flesh tones was amazing. He’s also reworked Sonic the Hedgehog and Jessica Rabbit with incredible skill.
Since then, Worth 1000 had a photoshop contest in which cartoon characters were revised into human form. The work is sharp and creative.
My favorites were Moe and half of the Beavis and Butthead tandem.
In recent years, the Chucks have gotten all fancy with more than the basic colors. There are patterns and designs and themes.
Now, you and I have a chance to come up with our own custom creation. There’s a contest where the winner gets to have their design be mass produced and go on sale.
Even if you don’t win the contest, the actual Converse web site allows you to mix and match colors for your own personalized Chucks.
Pretty cool.
I actually redesigned a pair of blue Chuck high tops about 25 years ago. I mixed up a bleach paste concoction. The fumes were pretty fierce and gave me a headache. I’m thinking I had an extra ingredient in there that nearly killed me. With the bleach, I made a polka dot pattern and, if I must say so myself, they turned out pretty sharp. I wore them until I outgrew them.
I’m by no means a sci fi Star Trek geek, but it never fails that an episode of the space travel TV show makes me giggle at least twice.
One of those giggles is usually because Captain Kirk is having some green alien babe with an intricate beehive, twirly hairdo trying to get into his tight black uniform pants.
It happens at least every other episode.
If you’re curious about James T’s space nooky, PopFi has several links that have the lowdown on the Captain’s insatiable appetites.
I do know one thing, after seeing the pic above, I’ll never question his manhood.
Guys beating the crap out of each other is back at the top of the American sports food chain.
While Mike Tyson and Don King have helped bring boxing down from the great heights it reached during the Ali/Frazier/Sugar Ray heyday, humans still love to see their fellow man get punched in the face and kicked in the groin.
Mixed Martial Arts and Ultimate Fighting are making their way into the media mainstream.
But Mother Nature put an aggressive gene in more than just mankind.
Kangaroos like to kick some butt too. They punch like Apollo Creed and kick like Bruce Lee.
Here are the videos to prove it.
Roo v Marty Monster has nothing to do with abortion rights.
Kangaroo vs handlers and tv host
And finally some footage of the down under hoppers duking it out in their natural habitat.
Texas teens have gone loco lately. A couple of recent stories involving their misdeeds has the Squirrel Queen scratching her head.
They involve grave robbing, pot smoking, skulls, hookers, Fritos, stolen credit cards and a future career in politics. Wait, maybe it all does add up.
First, the morbid thugs.
Teens in Houston, after getting picked up for a car burglary, went on to confess to a crime so strange even the cops didn’t believe it initially. The thugs admitted to digging up the corpse of an 11-year-old boy who died in 1921. They took the skull from the body and used it as a bong for their pot-smoking habits.
Then there’s the 13-year-old kid who ordered an extra credit card on his dad’s account. Then proceeds to use the plastic on a $30,000 spending splurge for him and his friends. They bought electronic gadgets and set up shop in a motel room. The kids had plenty of stuff delivered to the room. Snacks like Dr. Pepper, Fritos and Oreos to satisfy their food cravings. They kids also ordered a couple of hookers. Instead of intimate encounters with the rent-a-ladies, the teens just wanted someone to watch them play their video games. I especially enjoyed the part of the story where they claimed they worked for a traveling circus and the hookers had to agree to spend time with them or it would be a violation of some American Disabilities Act sort of legislation. The ringleader of this “marauding” crowd has announced he wants to be a politician when he grows up.
These ewes are made of, not flesh and bone and wool, but curly cords and other parts from old rotary dial phones.
The telephonic sheep will never produce the wool necessary to foster artistic creations like crocheted body parts and three-dimensional typewriters by crafty artists.
Just think about the fact that there are some kids alive today who won’t recognize this “technology” and they certainly wouldn’t understand Ernestine’s “one ringy dingy” profession. All they know are cell phones and ring tones and Bluetooth.
Amazing times we live in and we often are moving at such a rapid pace we forget to take note.
It wasn’t that long ago that Squirrel Queen proved her legion was taking over the planet by making the screen cap above. Squirrels dominated the news on Yahoo.
The fun site (yes, I know some folks who post over there, just to be fair) has a story about a robot squirrel and a pic of an acorn lover getting a big wet french kiss from a giraffe.
When I first glanced at the pic above, I thought it was Jabba the Hut from the Star Wars movies about to leer at Princess Leia.
But NOOO.
It’s an obese monkey in a park in Japan.
The zoo keepers are putting the not so cheeky but definitely jowly primates on a diet.
It seems well-meaning visitors to the park often chuck sweets and treats over the fence into the monkeys’ area. The largest of the least likely to be swinging from a tree primates is currently at more than twice the average body weight for the species (29kg instead of 11 kg).
Maybe these monkeys were the inspiration for one of my favorite flavors of Ben & Jerry’s delightful creations.