WTF Wednesday: Sassy Souse, Neuticles, Safari Teddy

Hello Wednesday, hello WTF!

If you tuned in last week, you may remember reference to livermush, and a livermush festival.

  
Perusing my grocer's freezer, I happened upon an entire section of liver loaves and was intrigued by its neighbor named "Souse." 

Marketed as "Sassy Souse." Upon investigation, it's also known as head cheese. I cannot imagine a more disgusting food label than "head cheese." I can see why they are going with "souse" instead.

 It seems to contain, pork, pork tongues, pork hearts, pork skins, a bunch of carcinogenic preservatives, pickles, and wheat gluten. Fully cooked, ready to eat, a delicious sandwich meat.

WTF?!

 Moving right along to dog balls. Neuticles (slogan: "It's like nothing ever changed.") are prosthetic testicle implants that you can get for your male dog when he is neutered. There are some hazy allegations that they may help the dog's self esteem, but the main purpose seems to be the owners like the way they look, and owners who would not neuter because they want their dog to have balls, will now neuter and implant these fake balls instead.

As if that weren't WTF enough already, they sell neuticle-related items like...earrings. Dog ball implant earrings. 

WTF?!

Ending on a more vintage note, here's a late 80s to early 90s crop top half t-shirt with a Jeep Wrangler-driving, pith helmet-wearing Teddy bear on African safari. 

It's a size XL and in glorious condition.

WTF?!

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

daily sugarhoney: sugar provocation

happy pouncey was hanging out on the couch.

sugarhoney inquired,  "hey pouncey, you wanna play?"

"NO I DO NOT," snapped pouncey.

"are you suuuuuuuuure?"

"how about now? maybe you wanna play now?"

"I'LL SHOW YOU PLAY!"

the end.

daily sugarhoney: sugarbounding

sugarhoney is doing great. she's gone a few days with zero accidents, and has slept through two nights. progress is her middle name!

 

things that are hooked

Check out this amazing 70's vintage authentic $25,000 Pyramid Game Show t-shirt I posted last night to Etsy.

Be a Winner!

Dick Clark is a superhero.

This lady is also a superhero!



Jumping group hugs!

This shirt came to me via Super Allison at Robin Egg Surprise Vintage.

daily sugarhoney: sugarflashbacks

these are from the past few weeks that i didn't get around to posting.

sugarhoney with her almost 4 year old friend. i mean come on!

pouncey is on base.

 (kevin took these last 3.)

"sneeze"

"dazed"

and last but not least, sharing a tongue:

they're all getting along pretty well. eli is still being cordial, sugarhoney respects that. sugarhoney wishes you all a sweet weekend.

daily sugarhoney: sugar swimming

my friend betsy sent me this picture yesterday.

she had to point out it was not a lunch box/carrier, and was in fact a puppy life preserver.

great idea, but...sugarhoney doesn't need no stinking life preserver!

she gets swimming lessons from kevin!

and she takes her swimming very seriously.

very seriously!

WTF Wednesday - Lion Bottle, Livermush, Butt Hiding

Hellllllo WTF Wednesday! Let's celebrate some cray-cray!

How about a glass bottle, maybe an empty bottle of rum. Cover it with some papier-mâché type mess and paint it like a lion?

WTF?!

Thank you, Brigid Keenan for this self-esteem boosting coffee table book from 1977. Perfect for when you'd like to spend an afternoon just wallowing in jealousy.

WTF?!

I thought I was the barkeeper's friend! Not the cleaning scrub. Hmmmph.

Here's a clip from the Mountain Xpress back in June. Livermush. Festival. Dad are you seeing this? It reeks of scrapple.

Last but not least, here's a rear windshield that would be hard to see out of. It's been modified with adhesive letters which spell: "Show your mind, Not your behind."  Excellent!

WTF?!

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf

daily sugarhoney: sugarbear

sugarhoney sits like a black bear cub.

she sits down, and pushes back with her arms until she's balanced on the back of her butt.

ruewildlifephotos.com

i've never seen a dog do this. maybe it's a female thing?

there's something very yogi/buddha-like about it. 

daily sugarhoney: sugarlearning

sugarhoney is finally kinda sorta maybe possibly getting the hang of housebreaking.

   
she loves to play with her brothers, especially pouncey. they roughhouse all day and snuggle all night.

 2 more weeks until she gets her last set of vaccines and can leave the house/yard.  until then the risk of parvo is supposedly too great.

 on tuesday, i fed them around noon, and then eli and pouncey came back to my office. after a couple minutes when she hadn't joined them, i went to investigate. she had knocked over their giant tupperware bin of dog kibbles and was inside of it trying to eat her way out. she is a total piggycub.  she likes to chew things, but thankfully, unlike her late great brother holden, she seems to only chew them, and not ingest them.

Behind the T-shirt: I Heard That

This one goes out to the two older gentlemen who work at the Tunnel Road Goodwill, bringing out the racks of "new" items from the back.

They are friendly with all the customers, but especially with the little old ladies shopping there. 

Their two responses to almost everything they hear is, "I heard that!" and/or "You know that's right!" 

I think these are fantastic sayings, both.

So fantastic that I ironed fuzzy flock letters onto a soft, thin, broken in 80's t-shirt.

vintage 80's i heard that t-shirt

here lie nacho and holden

it's been 7 hours and 22 days, since you took your love awaaaaay.  (nothing compares to nachodoggy).

can't believe it's already been 3 weeks since we brought nacho home and kevin dug a big hole under the grandest tree in our yard.

Only one tree in the sun, it is nachodoggy

it's a giant white oak and it dominates the canopy with its perfect shape.

i put holden's ashes inside with him, so they will be together forever.

kevin's sister so sweetly gave us a gift card to a nursery to plant things around them. he surrounded them with hostas and some flowering shade plants.

we found a perfectly nacho-shaped rock by the river and i painted it as a headstone.

i've gone down every day to say hola to them. i wish they were still alive, but i'm happy they are together again and close by and they will fertilize a beautiful tree.



i love you dogs!

WTF Wednesday - Batdog & Splasheville & Skulls

It's Wednesday which means time again to focus on the whacky!

The Greensboro Grasshoppers minor league baseball team has a bat dog. A black lab that goes out on the field during the games to retrieve balls and bats. 

The first one was Miss Babe Ruth. Since then, they have used Miss Lou Gehrig, and Master Yogi Berra.

I first saw the dogs when they worked the ACC Tournament games for UNC last year. 

Pouncey saw the bitch of his dreams on TV. 

Babe's brother, Master Yogi Berra, is still working for them, even though he got himself ejected from a game for 'relieving himself on the field.'

This article is hilarious: Baseball Insider: It's About Time: First Dog Ejected From Game

If you've been looking for a sign that the apocalypse is nigh, well, here it is. According to the Greensboro, N.C. News-Record, Master Yogi Berra, a bat and ball carrying dog for the Greensboro Grasshoppers, became the first canine ejected from a baseball game when he was tossed by home plate umpire Jason Hutchings during Greensboro's 9-6 loss to Asheville for "relieving himself" on the field.

The story goes something like this: Master Yogi was involved in one of his traditional between-innings routines, chasing down a ball that was sent deep to center field. En route to the plate, he stopped and left a memento of his trek to get the ball right on the field. Hutchings wasn't having any of that, and he tossed the pooch right after the act.

Amidst the turmoil, the Grasshoppers are sticking with their man. Or dog, as the case may be. Team owner Donald Moore said Yogi was fighting through a stomach virus, and then provided what must be one of the most sublime quotes in baseball history.

"When you gotta go, you gotta go," Moore said. "Yogi's had a tough start to his season, and I hope this doesn't get him down. He clearly couldn't control himself out there. He's such a competitor and he wanted to do his duties as he's been trained. We all hope Yogi feels better soon and he returns to us ready to entertain our fans. You know, he's volunteering his time out there, so I hope he doesn't get fined too much (for his ejection). I don't know the Rulebook like the back of my hand, but apparently a dog can't do his business on the field. Let's hope this is an isolated incident, and Yogi can learn from this experience,"

The best part of the whole episode? Yogi is now listed as day-to-day on the team's injury report. Yes, a dog is day-to-day. Something tells us he'll eat some grass and be back out there against Asheville tonight.

By Cameron Smith  |  April 23, 2009

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This makes me giggle with glee! 

WTF?! 

Next I have to give a giant WTF to the city of Asheville for closing the wildly popular Splasheville water fun park for the entire heat of the summer this year. I understand things break and it takes a while to fix them, but they need to publicize that the fountain is closed! Otherwise, kids in bathing suits arrive ready to play, are met with a cold hard "BROKEN" sign, dreams are dashed, and parents' promises are unfulfilled. 

The Asheville Disclaimer has called Splasheville "Asheville's Bidet," but I would like to flush city managers down the toilet for how they've handled this. The city website still shows the park as open. 

The local paper ran a story yesterday saying it has been closed for weeks, and will be closed for more weeks. "Splashville [sic] weeks away from opening in Asheville" 

Again, this is fine, but TELL THE PEOPLE. 

WTF?!

Last but not least, here is a crazy t-shirt from the late 80's advertising a mail order skull catalog. 

available skulls include: wombat, muskrat, hippopotamus, and more! 


WTF?!

As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.

For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf