But I’ll bet you a silk pyjama…
“You never meet people named Porgy anymore.” –Black Larry King
Here is the recording of last Friday night’s (2014-01-31) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show ready to download and keep or just play with one click.
And here are some links to other things to listen to and/or look at and/or think about, that I found mostly thanks to the whimsical websites listed to your right:
It can still hear you.
Of the several kinds of naked-eye 3-D (winking Jesus plastic postcards, etc.), I used to think Magic Eye was the coolest. I don’t, so much, anymore even though here they’ve made a video using the effect. Have someone watch you, though, in case it triggers you to bust up the Maidenhead Bar.
I like the part where the little Italian boys bring the girl presents. But then she doesn’t like the presents so she pulls a bell-rope, which kills them with fire. Is this a system?
Bicycle lampshade shadows.
I’m not really sure why, but these photos of abandoned cars makes me think of Studio Ghibli films.
What Phil Harris likes about the South
So the man is like a cross between Dick Van Dyke and Gary Seven, and the little girl is clearly the Bad Seed.
Timur and the Dime Museum, Autumn. Bjork has nothing on these kids.
Or on Cyriak. Yeech.
Or, by the way, on this artist lady who paints with her own colored vomit. It’s clever how she does it: she uses different bright colors of milk, which tastes as good coming up as it does going down.
By contrast, see how sweet and normal? And look, it was uploaded by Handsomeguyluvyou. So the whole world isn’t crazy –that’s what the Jews say, anyway.
“Oh, roar a roar for Nora, Nora Alice in the night, for she has seen Aurora Borealis burning bright.” –Walt Kelly
Cool your jets, cadet. These Altairian girls are not for you.
Does he want to chase the ball? Or catch the tiny people in his teeth and happily shake and shake them.
“Watch, now, he’s gonna show us how ta stack paint.”