BUGS!!!

Earlier today on one of the Social Media Platforms, a friend and I noted the fact that the word bugs really does seem to be more inclusive of just insects, doesn’t it?

Or, when you refer to bugs, are you referring to just the six-legged critters only?

I definitely fall in the former camp. I mean, take the horrific Attack of the Giant Bugs scene in Peter Jackson’s King Kong. Some of those beasties are boasting well more than six legs, but they are all terrifying bugs. If it’s got more than two legs, and it’s got an exoskeleton, and if it would freak me the hell out to have it crawling on me, well, that there’s a bug. (I do except spiders from this. Spiders are always spiders, and I try not to kill them, but if they’re on me, well then, all bets are off and my instincts–which are set to “GAHHHH KILL IT WITH FIRE BECAUSE IT’S ON ME!!!”–take over. Sorry, spiders. I can’t override that.)

And yes, this post is really an excuse to post one of my favorite bits from Calvin and Hobbes. This is when he produces a “report” on bats based on a single “fact” that isn’t even a fact (that bats are bugs), his audio-visual aid is a tracing of the Batman logo, and he thinks he’s guaranteed a good grade because he put his report in a clear plastic binder. Ah, Calvin!

“BATS AREN’T BUGS!”

 

 

 

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Your Daily Dose of Christmas

It’s time for some Christmas humor! Funny takes on Christmas songs abound (though it’s interesting to note which songs lend themselves to humor more than others):

(I would have posted the official video, but Mr. Yankovic has disabled the video from playing on other sites. See it here.)

An annual favorite of mine:

The lost, original ending to It’s a Wonderful Life:

And finally, while I hate “Christmas Shoes” as much as everybody else, it did give Patton Oswalt an opportunity to do this. NOT safe for work! Be careful!

 

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A Fine Addition to the Overall Discourse

I saw this video on TikTok the other day, and it amused me greatly. As the Official Self-Appointed Curator Of Internet Content Pertaining To Overalls, I am compelled to share it here.

Her name is Lani Baker Randol, and she is apparently a model and content creator from Texas. Personally, I think her outfit here is terrific–the overalls pair wonderfully with that striped button-up she’s wearing–but I would like to ask her husband, What trains is he riding?

Moving on….

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No, Robert AND Bruce. Not Robert THE Bruce. That’s different.

I’ve seen a few of these photos surfacing online the last few months, and they make me really happy because there’s a kind of absurdity going on. These are behind-the-scenes snapshots from JAWS, featuring actor Robert Shaw and “Bruce” the Shark, in between takes. Bruce, if you didn’t know, was the name lovingly bestowed upon the mechanical shark they made for the movie, which ended up not working half the time, forcing director Steven Spielberg to rely on implied-shots, shadows, oblique techniques and other ways of creating the sense that the shark was there without actually showing that the shark was there. It’s generally accepted that the difficulties with the model are a big reason why the movie ended up as good as it is.

I love these shots because they have a kind of absurdity to them, as if Bruce was really a living part of the cast, waiting for his next take like everyone else. They just scream out to be captioned, so:

“Come on, Bob, sing it with me! ‘Farewell and adieu to you fair Spanish ladies….” “Shut UP, Bruce.”

“I mean, it was a great fight scene and all, but you gotta admit, Bob, the way your character in FROM RUSSIA WITH LOVE lets James Bond get one up on him is kinda lame.” “I didn’t write it, Bruce.”

 

“Haha, in your big speech you’re supposed to say ‘We delivered the bomb’ but you make it sound like ‘We delivered the bum’! Hahaha…ouch, please get your hand off my eye! It’s not REALLY like a doll’s eye!” “Too bad, Bruce.”

As John Oliver always says, “Moving on….”

 

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Medieval Marginalia

I saw this on social media earlier: a sketch of a dog poking his way through the page of a book, depicted appropriately on both sides of the page.

I suppose the monks only had a few solid ways of entertaining themselves….

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