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Hello Wednesday, hello WTF!
Welcome back to the day of the week where we marvel at the depths of human randomness. This week will be short but sweet as I am working on a Vintage Halloween Costume post that should go live this afternoon. In the meantime, let's WTF, vintage record album style!
Here's a bejeweled Rita Coolidge looking fine, sensually touching a wall. But hold up! The lady's not for sale.
For sale? In the Indecent Proposal sense of the word? In the "How much is that doggy in the window" sense of the word?
WTF?!
Next we find the Shifflett Family.
Better than Ever. I don't know where to begin. So I will not.
Last but not least we have the Happy Hearts Quartet.
I hope their singing is better than their math.
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
if you're wondering where sugarhoney is, all you have to do is call for pouncey.
he will come galloping, and she will be hot on his tail. pouncey and his shadow.
they are all getting along very well now. even eli has warmed up.
unfortunately it will be another 3 weeks before sugarhoney can leave the confines of the house and yard. she needs another round of vaccines before she gets the green light.
until then she is perfectly content to scurry around the lawn.
and now for the next exciting installment of the 'sugarhoney wants to get on the couch' series:
ready to leap, pouncey's nose wrinkles
no way jose
the end.
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
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.
sugarhoney is doing great. she's gone a few days with zero accidents, and has slept through two nights. progress is her middle name!
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.
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!
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
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.
i've never seen a dog do this. maybe it's a female thing?
there's something very yogi/buddha-like about it.
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.
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