Let he who has not tried to weaponize silly putty cast the first stone.
(Note: A little swearing)
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
That was the greatest touchdown throw in the history of ever, of course, but it would barely merit a mention in the annals of Calvinball lore. No controversy about the touchdown would be necessary, either; there is never a need for replacement officials in Calvinball, as there is no one to replace.
1.2 Any player may declare a new rule at any point in the game. The player may do this audibly or silently depending on what zone (Refer to Rule 1.5)the player is in.Huzzah! And don't forget to sing the Calvinball song the whole time:
"Other kids' games are all such a bore!Self-organized games are more fun, and teach people to get along with each other, and not rely on others to mediate disputes. We need more of them, not less.
They've gotta have rules and they gotta keep score!
Calvinball is better by far!
It's never the same! It's always bizarre!
You don't need a team or a referee!
You know that it's great, 'cause it's named after me!"
(Backup-Singing "Rumma Tum Tums")
More Calvinball rules here. Poor sportsmanship, whining, cheating and greed here, if you'd rather.
Friday, September 28, 2012
It's a brave new world. You might be able to make a few bucks by filming yourself skateboarding around a college, but not by attending one.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Back In The Day, My Friends And I Could Do This Faster. Except We Ignored The Engine And Took All The Wheels And Left It Up On Blocks
Did I say that out loud? What's the statute of limitations on these things?
(Thanks to friend of the BSBFB Charles Schneider for sending that one along)
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
I've held my breath longer than that when I had to use a Porta-Potty at a construction site, but other than that, this guy takes the cake.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
That trick never works.
Park ranger with bolt cutters and nerves of steel.
Park ranger with bolt cutters and nerves of steel.
Monday, September 24, 2012
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Sunday, September 23, 2012
Ron Fugelseth is a good dad:
On Aug 24th 2012 we sent my son's favorite train "Stanley" to space in a weather balloon with a HD camera and an old cell phone for GPS. He was recovered 27 miles away in a corn field and we got some great footage of the trip. This video documents the journey from liftoff to landing.
My 4 year old and Stanley are inseparable like Calvin and Hobbes. He's been attached to him since he was two, and they play, sleep and do everything together. I animated Stanley's face with After Effects and Photoshop to bring him to life how I imagine my son sees him.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Think You Have A Bad Job? This Poor Fellow Has To Go Clean The Phoenix Droppings Off The Geoffmackley.com Billboard In The Middle Of A Volcano
Oh, dear; forgot my squeegee.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Sorry about the dreadful auto-tuned teenybopper music.
The Collings Foundation restores and flies WWII vintage warplanes, and barnstorms around the country showing them off. If they're ever near where you are, you should go and see them. I took my father to see the very plane in this video, and two others that they display. But then again, he told me no one in their right mind would ever jump out of a perfectly good plane.
Miss you, dad.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Nothing fills one with confidence like the words: Russian Bungee Jumping Equipment. That confidence is written all over the young fellow's face. There's plenty of room for it between his eyes, after all.
He wipes away a little tear at the end there, probably realizing that he should have done his homework after all.
(Thanks to friend of the Borderline Blog Charles Schneider for sending that one along)
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Ten hours of Liam Neeson staring. Me, I'd rather watch Rob Roy five times, but I'm strange like that.
Monday, September 17, 2012
I suppose if your name is Kirill Benderoni, you're going to have to find an unusual way to make a living. Think outside the box. No one's going to make you a partner, and add "Benderoni" to the logo on the skyscraper. Maybe training to be a bigfoot paperboy is a savvy career move.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
"Wakeboarding in Alaska." Have those words ever been assembled in that order before?
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Are you allowed to have fun when you're a firefighter? Do you have to pretend to be serious all the time, because firefighting is, after all, a very serious business? I dunno. I do know that if I was a Spanish aerial firefighter, I'd probably be fired for smiling all the time, because it looks like a stone cold blast.
(Thanks to that devotee of all things Borderline, Charles Schneider, for sending that one along)
Friday, September 14, 2012
Oh, we do love Rube Goldberg here on our corner of the Intertunnel. Hither and yon, upsy-daisy, to and fro, fruitless and wonderful. I'm hard-pressed to imagine a more masterful conglomeration of pointless and entertaining plastic as Austin's K'Nex massive timewaster.
This is Clockwork, my fifth major K'nex ball machine, and my largest and most complex K'nex structure to date. It took 8 months to build, has over 40,000 pieces, over 450 feet of track, 21 different paths, 8 motors, 5 lifts, and a one-of-a-kind computer-controlled crane, as well as two computer-controlled illuminated K'nex balls.
Austin's K'Nex Designs
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Someone is carrying ammo in a United States Postal Service bin. Coals to Newcastle, son; coals to Newcastle.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
This Is The Time Of The Year When The Birds In The City Change Color And Drop From The Trees. Almost Ski Season!
(Reader Fred Z sends that along, and says the kids are alright in Canada)
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
That's all very well and good, of course, because it's a robot, fer crissakes, and robots are baseline cool, but any real scientician worth his salt would be working on a robot based on a different Olympic athlete:
(With a big hello to my Frisian friends)
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Maybe then the graduates would at least know enough to stop holding the gun sideways when they hold up a liquor store.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Despite what all those old fuddy-duddies tell you, it was only forty percent more fun wearing Keds and cut-off shorts and a Sawx hat for a helmet, with baseball cards in the spokes. Forty-five, tops.