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Oh, Afghanistan (you can leave your hat on).


     “And I asked the Lord: Lord, why is there only one set of footprints in the sand here? And the Lord answered, That is when your friend died of an easily preventable disease.”

Here’s the recording of last night’s (2021-08-20) KNYO Memo of the Air: Good Night Radio show, ready to re-enjoy.


Thanks heaps to Hank Sims of Lost Coast Outpost here’s a page with not only the above MOTA show but also other ones going back quite a way.

BESIDES ALL THAT, here’s a fresh batch of not-necessarily-radio-useful but worthwhile items that I set aside for you while gathering the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right:

Hydraulic press interpretive dance.

Tattoo pain chart.

Awww. (You might have to click the sound on.) (via Clifford Pickover)

Do you suppose it was something in the doughnuts?

This is clearly a sport. Driving a car in a car race is not a sport. Playing a video game is not a sport. Cup stacking is a sport.

Self-aiming bow and arrow that can track and hit a moving target. Skip ahead a bit if you don’t care how it’s done but just want to see the triumphant results. This is a robot sport.

Inventions of science fiction alphabetized.

“OH! I want you to look at /all/ of /those wiggles!/” “I could do this all day. In fact, this is a wonderful way to relax– or get too excited and never be able to go to sleep!” (via b3ta)

Institute of illegal images.

Olympic synchronized swimming upside down with appropriate music. (via b3ta)

Badass diver.

Aliens, though? Probably not. (via b3ta)

Blood pressure, fella.

And when a demon from Hell comes in your mouth, and you take the problem to a professional to get that seen, here is what you can expect. Apparently it burns like fire for the exorcist to shpritz your jeans with magic water. When he demands your name, you drool and faint. And when he bops you on the head he’s not really hitting you all that hard; he makes the cartoon sound of the hit by yelling BOOM! or BAM! into his microphone. You go to the bathroom, the white stuff comes out, and you’re cured. That wasn’t so bad, was it? /Next./

Distortion and other effects.

Parkour effect.

The SpiderElephant. (via BoingBoing)

Action and reaction. (via Clifford Pickover)

Police Squad. “Cigaret?” “Yes, I know.” (via b3ta)

This is also how the stock market works.

And this is how arguing on the internet works.

Long story short.

Who will think of the poor rich landlords who own 24 apartment blocks? So sad for them, all alone in their private jets with their stocking feet up on the elephant-foot hassock, smiling about the way things used to be, are, and will be again, washing their hands in the air and saying, “Splendid, but… not splendid /enough/.” My gosh, the nightmare of socialism. Next the spoilsports will meddle in droit du seigneur.

A cartoon from June of 2011.

The philosopher’s good life.

This is like somebody had a faint idea about who Seth Rogan was and the Seth Meyers people asked him to write something for them and he heard /Seth/ and submitted this. (via b3ta)

“Gone are the bad days of noisy roads, to be replaced with harmonious ones.”

Johnathan Pie on UK and US foreign policy, how and who and why they suck.

Renato Carosone – Tu Vuò Fa’ L’Americano (via Davis Gee)

Jimi Hendrix on Swedish teevee in 1967.

Josephine Baker’s famous entirely imaginary French house.

Rerun: Asian Shirley Temple in /Solid Potato Salad./

Russian floaters floating.





Art. (Posted last year in November.)

Rerun: The highest speed happens around 3:20+. This reminds me again to recommend the 2013 film /The Secret Life of Walter Mitty/.

Twenty years of expensive pointless murder, torture and misery in a minute.

Hundreds of pages of attractive rockets and missiles, some showing partially exploded view and/or cutaway view. (via BoingBoing)

The treatment.

Four takes. But what I want to know is, what is it /about/ her buns that makes them the best. Also I’m afraid he’ll hurt his neck doing this. He’s not a young man.

A.I. picking out this and that.

Press play.

Manahmanah birds.

Betty Boop in /Ha! Ha! Ha!/

The gas scene from a high school production of Little Shop of Horrors.

“Everything is so vivid that it’s a kind of nothing. That’s why you just laugh.” Oooh-kay. It reminds me of the project of a man I knew who was peaceful and mild and slow to the point of seeming mentally retarded (that’s what enlightenment looks like) –I remember he wouldn’t look directly at you but smile aimed slightly off to the side, like at your ear. One day in Headlands Coffeehouse, in the early oh-ohs, he gave me a battery powered electric fan with a speed control on it, that he’d taped long black cardboard blades on. “Here’s what to do,” he said. “Look at the sun with your eyes closed, hold this up in the way, so it’s a shadow on your eyelids, and speed it up and slow it down, kind of /tune/ it, until…” I said, “Until what.” He smiled even wider and said, “/You’ll/ see.”

Like /The Birds/ but, instead, grocery trolleys. (You might have to click the sound on.)

The screams.

Limbo (say LEEM-boh).

Where ya goin’, Fred? Over there. Ah.


Fissile raspberry isotopes. Not Rb, that abbreviation is used for rubidium.


Spoilers. (via b3ta)

Flipping the script.

A little bit louder version of the same sort of point. What it’s like. (via Fark)

“Can’t understand a word you are saying.” (Fark again)


Rerun: Kurt Vonnegut on shapes of stories.

Man cooks his own chips. And you can too.

Man makes his own /Howl’s Moving Castle/ and then gently sings the names of all the people who helped out with some money or this or that little part. (52 min.) (via b3ta)

Tommy can’t sleep.

The official pain scale. Learn it, and so be a far more helpful patient.

Fembot. (via BitsAndPieces)

And clips of London during WW2 cleaned up and detailed. Fascinating. (17 min.) (via b3ta)

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