Welcome back to WTF Wednesday - the day for celebrating todos things locos!
This first one is kind of clever. Behold a holiday craft for the Pinterest crowd:
Stack up 5 flower pots and paint them like a nutcracker.
Okay!
Next is a matted wall hanging ready to frame. With a penny glued on.
This is not enough. You should know more than this about money. Keep trying to learn. Where would one hang such a piece of art?
Next we have a set of 6 fluorescent orange and white crocheted drink coasters.
Those are WTF enough on their own, but when stored to form a turtleneck on a creepy clown face topped dowel...WTF! You take off the clown head to remove the coasters. (bonus cute little old lady shopping in the background). You may have seen this if you follow my Instagram, but here is a Grecian urn from around 500 BC on display at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
This man LOVES dogs.
(I am aware this is Pan the Greek god of the "wild, shepherds and flocks, nature of mountain wilds, hunting and rustic music, and companion of the nymphs." I've read and loved Jitterbug Perfume! And Ode on a Grecian Urn!)
Moving on to a personal bit of WTF-ery:
It's Pouncey. On the bed. Sleeping on his back. Smiling. WTF, dog!? Last but not least, here is what happens when you put boot laces in shoes.
It's a macrame butterfly! 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
this vintage 1990 t-shirt has to be the most concise and brilliant summary of comparative religion in existence:
Taoism: Shit Happens Hinduism: This shit happened before. Buddhism: It is only the illusion of shit happening. Zen: What is the sound of shit happening? Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah. Jehovah's Witness: Knock Knock. Shit happens. Atheism: There is no such thing as shit. Agnosticism: Maybe shit happens -- and maybe it doesn't. Protestantism: Shit won't happen if I work harder. Catholicism: If shit happens, I deserve it. Judaism: Why does shit always happen to me? Televangelism: Send money or shit will happen to you. Rastafarianism: Smoke that shit. Unitarianism: Who gives a shit?
vogue! i had a fun couple of days in NY this weekend. other than spending time with loved ones, a highlight was the met museum, where i'd never been, but could have stayed for 3 weeks.
we saw the world's oldest piano. (no it's not this one). and beautiful rosewood and ivory martin guitars from the late 1800s. central park was outstandingly beautiful.
there were dogs everywhere.
as always i am glad to be back home to celebrate tongue out tuesday.
Hello Wednesday! Hola WTF! Time to check out some crazy human creations! First off, here is a ready-to-frame fine art print.
ummmmm?
WTF?!
Moving right along, here we find a sculpture simply called "My Friend."
a fez-wearing shriner holds a squirming little crippled boy on his lap. The boy's crutches are on one side, a dog on the other.
WTF!? I apologize for the blurriness of this picture, but please feast your eyes on Sexy Jesus. Wet hair tousled, knowing smirk, glimmer in his eye. If not full on Sexy Jesus, at least Soap Opera Jesus.
WTF?!
Next up, how about some horses in a very unnatural position? I am not a horse person, but I don't think they actually sit like this.
It would be a lot cooler if they did. WTF?!
Last but not least, please check out this 3.5 minute animation by our friend Guadalajara Joe that could leave you bemused, confused, and amused. "Kickin' It in Coalinga" - "Gayle must save Aunt Fitzgerald from a big scary shark by getting a job to get enough money to save her!"
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 is quickly turning into a dream puppy. the more she controls her bowels, the more we love her. it's simple math. we wanted a sweet cuddler, and a sweet cuddler she is. we are so lucky! you can pick her up and put her somewhere, and she falls asleep. she's cool with it. if pouncey could talk, he might have a different opinion. he spends a couple hours each day fending off razor pin tooth bites. other than that, she is just a damn sugarangel.
The world does not need another Sexy Black Cat this Halloween. Be different! Be funny! Be comfortable! 1. Be a Physics Team Coach. (wear goggles, carry magnets).
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.
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
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