Freud's fig-leaf

If you don't think there's something freudian about this



then you can fig right off

bonkers

some people think i'm bonkers



but i just think i'm free

being mooned by a 4x4

Thought i saw my second cute spider of the spring, one with 4 giant legs and 4 tiny ones



but then it mooned me

and followed that with a plié



which moved it beyond cute and into the category of the coolest animal this side of the Thames.

apology to emperor Johnston

This will not be so much a retraction of the previous post about his royal highness emperor Johnston -he is, after all, our universal ruler and benevolent leader- it is more of an addendum to it. Factually correct though the elder post is, it seems that the pictures used in the post were, let's say, less than flattering. This was delicately pointed out this morning, when his feline divinity awoke the author of said post by transferring his svelte yet surprisingly dense 20 pounds through his regal claws into an area of the poster that wasn't designed for this particular type of pressure (nor this type of kitten).

He has made his point(s), for the truth is, he is a magnificent beast



who takes the gravitas of his position with grace





and though the pressures of ruling this world might make him seem aloof





and though he might be a little overly fond of the feeding bowl



he is a strikingly handsome kitty -eh, emperor



whose balls should never be the object of one's attempt at humor if one values his own.

All hail magnificent Johnston!

dust to more dust

When renovating a house, a few things become apparent. The work is a bit dusty



without the right tools you're screwed



so it's good to have step brothers



and even better to do it with friends



so, though the dust does go everywhere



and the rubble might seem endless



there is, as always, real beauty to be found, some literal





some more abstract

his royal highness, Emperor Johnston

Meet the ruler of the universe, Emperor Johnston



The reason you might not have heard of him before is that he was looking for his balls



then got distracted by the birdees



and eventually became part of the bench he was laying on



but he is the absolute chief of the galaxies, and all us mortals in it are alive merely because he benevolently tolerates our presence -remember that.

He never did manage to locate his balls, though

Hyacinth's final glory

itsy bitsy orange

it's not often i find these mofoes cute

god's car

You'd think she'd drive an Aston Martin, for the divine lines, or a Ferrari, for the almighty sound, or a Daimler DS420, because that would be wrong in a suitable way, but no, she drives an old Fiat 500



I think it's because she saw Umberto and five other dudes with gear getting out of one in Ocean Men and thought that just miraculous. 

1520

Can't figure out what this is, besides a grave



Is this how they bury nameless people? Is 1520 a significant year? Is it code?

Can anybody help me figure this one out?

remix to the remixed ignition

lovin' this: