Bug Eyed Earl sings Cartoon

Filed under:General — eric @ 3:55 am

Bug Eyed Earl sings Cartoon Planet’s Hoodleehoo, thanks to Daniel Marks’ Red Meat Generator. Steve Wildey pointed me to this. I’d link to him if he had a website.

Woo hoo! Max Cannon has

Filed under:General — eric @ 3:24 am

Woo hoo! Max Cannon has greatly improved the Red Meat Archives! Now you can pull up your favorite Red Meat strip by title or by favorite character.

Somebody found this page while

Filed under:General — eric @ 1:19 am

Somebody found this page while searching for “hampster dance lyrics”. Ummm…. maybe I can help you out:

Hampster Dance Lyrics
Do dit do da do de doh doh, dee bah do dit doh. Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doh de doh. Ha ha ha ha!

Hope that helps.


Today is Kestrel’s Nest’s first

Filed under:General — eric @ 10:46 am

Today is Kestrel’s Nest’s first birthday. After reading weblogs for some time (Robot Wisdom, CamWorld, EatonWeb, PeterMe, CardHouse, and Obscure Store were my daily rotation), a year ago I decided to start one of my own. But it was hard, mostly due to weird restrictions from my ISP and my laziness in moving to another. Then in late August 1999, Blogger was born. And Blogger was everything I needed. Since last August 30, I’ve been writing nearly every day. The last twelve months have seen an amazing amount of change in my life, and writing has helped me see things clearly and focus on what is important. Thank you for coming by over the last year. It means a lot to me that so many of you not only have wandered in, but return from time to time to see what I’m up to. And even more, while I’m no Jorn or Cam or Peter or Brig, it is wonderful that I have inspired a few of you to begin writing as well. Everyone should write more. Even if it is just a few sentences a day on scraps of paper that get thrown away, write more.

Here’s a time lapse log of the last year:

August 30, 1999: It lives!
September 30, 1999: Cheese Roll Goes Down Well
October 29, 1999: Phil dE Cat with Grape Jelly
November 30, 1999: The Clothespin Repertory Theater
January 1, 2000: I went to the Gobbler
January 31, 2000: Udderly Smooth Udder Cream
February 29, 2000: Tour my house
March 30, 2000: Too jittery to sleep
April 30, 2000: I destroy a city
May 30, 2000: Sweet, sweet apple fritter
June 29, 2000: Abortion in the news
August 1, 2000: Confederados in Brazil
August 30, 2000: You are here


I’m voting for James “Kool”

Filed under:General — eric @ 9:36 am

I’m voting for James “Kool” Polk. Who loves ya, buddy!

The finale of Cartoon Network’s Staylongers is now online. If you haven’t seen this wonderful take on Survivor, take a gander. The Cartoon Network webmaster has messed up the URLs a bit, so here’s the five episodes directly: one, two, three, four and five.

It’s “make you own hooch”

Filed under:General — eric @ 1:51 am

It’s “make you own hooch” week at CNN, apparently, Yesterday: Making illegal liquor — and profits — in Appalachian hills, with a nice description of the distilling process. Today: Try making an alternative wine, complete with recipes. It’s “make your own hooch” week at my house, too. Tonight’s feature is hard ginger ale. It’ll be ready in a couple weeks.


My new favorite scientific term:

Filed under:General — eric @ 12:43 pm

My new favorite scientific term: Rings of Repugnance. These are the tall rings of grass that circle cow patties in the pasture. Cows won’t eat that close to their dung, so the grass grows taller. There is a variety of fungus (”Coprophilous” — “dung loving”) that lives in dung piles. To thrive, spores from these fungii must get eaten by an animal in order to get redeposited in a fresh dung pile. But, due to the Ring of Repugnance, they have a hard time finding a way in the animal. The solution? The spores have developed little propulsion systems that launch them outside the Ring of Repugnance. For more information, see Be It Ever So Humble, There’s No Place Like Dung from the Carolina Biological Supply Company. Incidentally, most “magic mushrooms” are coprophilous. You might want to wash them before you snack.

My kitten and I have

Filed under:General — eric @ 9:32 am

My kitten and I have a lion / lion-tamer relationship. Only in reverse. When I yawn, she sticks her head in my mouth. I don’t think I need to say how disconcerting that is.


An excercise in remembering the

Filed under:General — eric @ 5:50 am

An excercise in remembering the early years
When I was very young, my family had one of those old-fashioned washing machines, with the open drum and the mechanical wringer. We kept it in the bathroom, which was a step down from the rest of the house. The bathroom was pretty large, and was always cooler than the rest of the house. There was a tub in the center, the toilet, a shower in the corner, and the washing machine. Sometimes we’d store cases of soda that dad brought home from “The Pop Shop”, grape and strawberry and orange and other hard to find sodas. I don’t recall a dryer, so I guess we hung the clothes out on the line. I knew the masher was old, and was facinated by all the moving parts. My mother impressed upon me the knowledge that the wringer was very dangerous. I pictured my whole arm getting sucked in and squished flat, so I was always afraid of it. One day, the machine broke and could not get repaired, so we started going in to town to use the laundromat. There were two I remember going to. One was next door to my father’s service station (an Amoco he got caught owning during the ’70s oil embargo). [Side story: Once while my mom was laundry there, I got into talking with a stranger. I wasn’t supposed to do that, of course, but the man was pretty nice. He ended up buying me a candy or soda or something, and that got me into trouble. I had to sit by myself and wait for the laundry to finish. Later (that day? I don’t recall), we went to a fair. The fair had a pony ride, the type where the ponies are tied to a wheel and they walk around in circles all day. The man running the pony ride was the one I’d met at the laundromat. I thought that was significant at the time.] The other was in a space-age kind of building and had an old-time red fire engine parked in the playground. Kids could climb all over the truck while their parents were inside washing clothes. Near this laundromat was an Arthur Treacher’s Fish & Chips. (I’d thought the chain went out of business, but I see they’re still alive and kicking.) I don’t think we ate there but a few times, but it was a treat when we did. I absolutely loved the battered crispy fish, so long as it was drowning in malt vinegar. What’s the point of all this? I still love fast food fish, drowning in malt vinegar. Every so often, I stop in Captain D’s or Long John Silver’s, and as I eat, I think back to when I was very, very young.


I’ve joined the team over

Filed under:General — eric @ 12:43 pm

I’ve joined the team over at eat, link and be merry. It’s a weblog all about food. And as regulars around here know, I’m all about that.

I don’t have a good

Filed under:General — eric @ 12:12 pm

I don’t have a good knife in my kitchen. As much cooking as I do, as often as I use knives, it’s a shame I haven’t bought myself a decent knife. By all accounts, this is the knife for me. And, as far as really good knives go, it’s mighty cheap.

If you live near Kent,

Filed under:General — eric @ 12:05 pm

If you live near Kent, Washington, please support the Whistling Train Farm. It makes me very happy to find places like this. I wish there were one near Athens. I wish I could start one near Athens.

“Don’t make Heaven mad, boy,

Filed under:General — eric @ 4:08 am

“Don’t make Heaven mad, boy, don’t make Heaven mad!” So begins Don’t Make Heaven Mad, one of many songs written by John Lennon and channeled through Linda J. Polley. Frankly, I think it’s some of his weaker material, but maybe it’s just the way Mrs Polley sings. Oh yes, there’s wav files.

“You can eat if you

Filed under:General — eric @ 3:39 am

You can eat if you want to; that’s your prerogative… I used to play that game… I know what it’s like… But I’m just not interested in it any more…Breatharianism: the secret you’ve been looking for.

A temple at least 1000

Filed under:General — eric @ 2:07 am

A temple at least 1000 years old has been found beneath the waters of Lake Titicaca, the favorite proper noun of seventh grade boys everywhere.


R.I.P. Deepleap. We hardly knew

Filed under:General — eric @ 10:05 am

R.I.P. Deepleap. We hardly knew ye.

I owe many people many

Filed under:General — eric @ 5:10 am

I owe many people many emails. I’m working through my inbox now, so replies are forthcoming. So all of you thinking “Will that Eric scum ever write, or does he just not care about me?” (you know who you are): I care, really I do! I just got carried away, but I’m getting back to what’s important. Writing to you.

Iron Chef vs. Bob. This

Filed under:General — eric @ 4:40 am

Iron Chef vs. Bob. This week’s theme ingredient: low-quality ground beef. More cartoony goodness from Ruben Bolling via tom the dancing bug.

SuperPants is on vacation. While

Filed under:General — eric @ 4:17 am

SuperPants is on vacation. While they’re away, they’ve left us a nifty javascript goodie to gawk at.

Less Gilliland is a cowboy

Filed under:General — eric @ 3:51 am

Less Gilliland is a cowboy for the White Sands Missile Range in New Mexico. This is his story. I wouldn’t be suprised if I’ve met him. Much of the range is in the territory served by Socorro Electric Cooperative, where I put in a couple years as an engineer. I did a lot of work on the range, and saw many amazing things. For example: they have a massive cable that stretches between two mountain tops. About two miles long. It’s connected to huge winches that raise and lower the cable to the valley floor. When the cable’s down, they attach helecopters or jets or tanks or whatnot to it and winch it up, suspending the item several thousand feet in the air. And then they shoot missiles at it and hope they don’t hit the cable. As far as I know, they haven’t yet, but if they do, they’ll just buy another one. Hmm… maybe I’ve said too much.

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