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Blame, Garrett Gomez up, wins The Breeders' Cup Classic over Zenyatta and Mike Smith at Churchill Downs.
- Please Killy… your arm. It’s gross.
- […]
- No, Killy. I do not have a stapler.
Here we go with Killy (left) and Cibo (right). They are the main characters from Blame!, a cyberpunk manga that stubbornly remains as my absolute favorite ever.
Killy has a tendency to shoot his graviton gun in unsafe mode, often leading to...err... minor injury.
Both chibis are a remake of their early 2017 versions, who did not age very well.
Blåmes (Parus caeruleus eller Cyanistes caeruleus) är en fågelart i familjen mesfåglar (Paridae). Den lilla fågeln är med sin blågula fjäderdräkt rätt enkel att känna igen och mycket vanlig i stora delar av Europa. Blåmesens habitat är löv- och blandskog med hög andel ekar, men den återfinns också ofta i parker och trädgårdar
I blame Tyler Linner. if he hadn't felt the need to show an AutoWorld 1/64 scale Chevrolet Kingswood model on Facebook, I would have never heard of it. Now I'm addicted to AutoWorld 1/64s. Here are my first. Top row three 1966 Mercury Comets, the blue and yellow one are Calientes, the white one a Cyclone. I have a 1966 Mercury brochure (or what's left of it) and it shows the Comet in baby blue, yellow and white. so I had to have these. Bottom row the 1969 Chevrolet Kingswood. I want more models now. Thanks Tyler.
Blue Tit
Latin name:
Parus caeruleus - meaning, sky blue titmouse.
Typical characteristics:
12 cm. The head is light blue and her face mostly white surrounded by black bands and streaks. The wings and tail are dark blue and yellow underside, sometimes with a hint of dark my tune. The back is dark green. Both sexes are very similar, but the male has however consistently darker and brighter blue color. Juveniles have the summer yellow cheeks and not so bright colors.
Another day, another E-Type, and this example is one of what many consider the better cars, being the stylish and flamboyant Series I fitted with the powerful and reliable 4.2L Straight Six engine!
One of the most revolutionary cars in all of motoring history, a car that has often been declared as the Space Shuttle in the Middle Ages! Beauty, style and performance all harnessed in one simple bodyshell. It can't be anything other than the Jaguar E-Type!
When it was launched in 1961, Britain was still very much an antiquated Victorian country, and transport was not much better. Steam Trains still had another 7 years to go and the most you could get out of the Motor Industry were flaky BMC products such as the humble Austin Cambridge and the Morris Minor. Unbeknownst to this very slow moving world of modesty, the entire picture was about to be turned on its head. In music, the Beatles rocked their way into everlasting legacy, the De Havilland Comet brought nations closer together, and Jaguar launched the E-Type, a car that set the motoring world ablaze!
Designed by Malcolm Sayer and powered by a 3.8L Straight Six engine, the Jaguar E-Type could now whisk people to 150mph, and with there being no speed limits back then, that was not too much of a stretch to imagine. You just had to look at it to see nothing but speed, everything about it was designed to go as fast as possible!
In spirit, the E-Type can trace its roots back to the race ready D-Type, also designed by Malcolm Sayer and notable for raking home victory after victory at Le Mans, being credited with being one of the most advanced sports cars of all time. A limited edition road going version, the XKSS, made the idea of a D-Type on the public highway possible, and parts developed in this often forgotten little gem helped to culminate in the final and superb E-Type.
On March 16th 1961, the E-Type was released upon the unsuspecting public at the Geneva Motor Show to an absolute roar of applause and acclaim. It made the front page of pretty much every newspaper in Europe, and orders absolutely rolled in by the thousand! The thing that made the E-Type so desirable was the fact that it was fun on a budget, a high performance 150mph capable machine for an affordable price of just £2,000, the equivalent of about £40,000 today. Now you may think that's a lot of money, but when you consider that a car of comparable beauty and performance was double that price, you'd know it was something truly special.
However, this proved to be a problem for the comparatively small company, who simply couldn't turn out the cars fast enough to supply the demand. Millions and Millions of Pounds worth of orders were being placed, with some owners even going so far as to place deposits at 10 to 15 Jaguar dealers hoping that one of them could give them a car! The biggest problem was trying to supply differing markets, especially if you were British because in order to appease the desperate American buyers, cars would be built in LHD for 6 month periods at a time, which meant if you were someone wishing to buy a car here in the UK, you'd be stuck for the best part of a year!
But it was obvious why, these cars were unrealistically fast! Tap the pedal and you'd be at 60mph in 7.1 seconds, press it further and you'd be over 100, and if you pressed it further, the bonnet would rise and with blood gushing from your eyes and every fibre of your body telling you to stop, you'd be hitting 150mph! That doesn't sound like much today considering the Aston Martins and Ferrari's we're so used to, but in 1961 this was absolutely unheard of.
Not that your E-Type would ever make 150mph because Jaguar had been a tad naughty. As it turns out the initial test cars that had been leant to the Press had been tuned to reach that golden 150, but the rest of the flock would barely go that fast. This was further compounded by a troublesome gearbox, hopeless brakes, cramped interior and uncomfortable seats. Jaguar's con had only been done to bless their car with the initial fame that would sell the production models, but in 1965 Jaguar chose to redress the issue by fitting the car with a much larger and much better 4.2L Straight Six engine.
But once the novelty had worn off the E-Type was starting to become maligned. Much like owning a topping Rolls Royce, seeing one being driven in the street opened the wounds of jealousy that continued to divide the social classes, and if you were very lucky you'd only get away with a disapproving look or a nasty name, if you weren't expect a brick, a can of paint or a rock to be hurtled in your direction! At the same time because so many cars had been built, the Second Hand market became saturated which meant that people could pick up early ones for a song, which removed the exclusivity that these vehicles had once commanded. Again, much like a Rolls Royce these owners only saw them as ways to get women to take off their clothes for you, and thus didn't exactly give them the love that such cars required.
However, this was before we got to the biggest problem of them all, America.
Actually I take it back, America can't be blamed for everything, in fact the stringent safety legislation and rules on car manufacturing can be credited to the increased safety of modern motor vehicles, the people to be blamed though are in fact the car manufacturers themselves for not being able to incorporate the compulsory safety features whilst still keeping the car stylish.
But still, throughout the 1960's the death of James Dean had resulted in a gradual increase in safety legislation on US Highways, and in order to have a market there, cars had to conform. The height of the headlights, the bumpers, the smoke emissions, the recess of the switches, all of these things were scrutinised and had to be taken into account by car builders. The E-Type became a shameful victim as its looks were compromised with changes to the lights, and body profile. To be honest the Series II was not that bad a car, still retaining much of its charm, especially when you compare it to 1971's Series III which was formulated by British Leyland. With the cabin looking like it had sunk, the lights being stretched and contorted, and sporting a massive 5.3L V12 engine. By this point many of the cars former buyers saw the E-Type as damaged beyond repair and thus sales began to tumble. British Leyland however had been planning to replace the car since the late 1960's, and after much deliberation its replacement, the Jaguar XJS, was launched in 1975, bringing an end to the increasingly hard to sell E-Type. Although very well performing, in terms of looks, the XJS was considered by many classic Jag fans to be absolute heresy, but would go on to have a much longer life that the E-Type, being built until 1996.
However, even before the last E-Type left the production line the originals were already being hailed as classical heroes. In total well over 70,000 of these cars had been sold, and a large number of them remain on the roads. During the late 70's and 80's the car continued to be a major pin-up, often ending up rather oddly, and to my mind a bit shamefully, in erotic films and porn movies (I sure hope they washed thoroughly afterwards). But when you look at the E-Type you can understand why, it is a seriously sexy looking car!
So iconic and so stylish were these cars that over the years many different replica models have also been made. Throughout the 1990's the company Eagle GB built the Eagle E-Type, brand new cars built to exactly the same specifications as the original Series I versions, whilst in 2011 the Eagle Speedster was produced, revising the bodyshape but attempting to maintain the charm of the original, and in 2014 several remaining chassis from the original production run that had been kept in storage are intended to be built into fully functioning cars.
The E-Type may have died a long time ago, but its reputation isn't letting up! :D
Blame it on the movie. I am all about me some new Star Trek now. Influenced by this gem.
Me before this: I don't know what people are talking about, metallic thread can't suck that much.
Me after: METALLIC THREAD CAN EAT MY OVARIES.
TWO FOUNDING FATHERS WALK INTO A BAR
Thomas Jefferson and Ben Franklin
Were drinking at the Pub.
"I'm pleased as punch," said Tom to Ben,
"With our new rules for the club!"
"Those checks and balances--a brilliant touch.
Our system can't be gamed.
If the President tries to pull some shit,
Then he's the one gets blamed.
We'll have him by the gonads,
And we'll squeeze them 'till he shouts.
Impeachment first, 'till his ass is grass,
And the Senate votes him out.
"And this power to subpoena," said Ben.
"Whoever knew that was a word.
What a great gift for Democracy--
Should the President be a turd."
But just then, the Pub went silent.
General Washington appeared.
And everyone, except Tom and Ben
Stood up and loudly cheered.
He walked over to their table.
"Can I buy you gents a drink?"
They said, "Sure, please do.
We were just talking about you.
The Constitution. What did you think?"
"Well," said George to Tom, "That 'slavery' thing--
I mean, giving it a pass?
I guess you don't have to worry about
Paying the help, or where you get your ass."
"And, Ben, I heard about that deal you made.
That must be quite a thrill:
Ambassador to France, no less,
And the hundred dollar bill!"
He went on and on about the powers he'd have--
Because he knew he'd be President then.
So he bullied them with schoolyard names:
Like 'Slave-Fucker Tom' and 'Kite-flying Ben'.
After he left,
Having paid for the drinks,
Tom and Ben knew they'd better
Work out some kinks.
They agreed a 'Bill of Rights'
Would surely do the trick,
Or our country might someday
Be run by a prick.
B. Kite - 10/20/2019
Monday 23 November 2009: This one's for Buttercup (and, you can blame Eydie Gormé for my inappropriate affection for ruffles). I think she'll like these sexy, comfortable Destroy boots. A trip to the mart of darkness (SW Food Mart in Southwest Harbor, ME— avoid at all costs, if able), then a quiet pre-Thanksgiving dinner with our son before the holiday drama begins. Made matzo ball soup and latkes without a spot on a ruffle. Bought the shirt and jacket a size too large to make sure the sleeves would be long enough, which is worth the enormous waist room trade-off for these particular pieces (Redcats are dreadful at sizing). Guess I was going for Alexander McQueen on a budget... a very LOW budget. Except for the magnificent boots, of course.
Black boyfriend blazer: Roamans (yes, I know), roamans.com, c.$19 (on sale + coupon), c.2009
Ivory ruffle peachskin blouse: Roamans (yes, I know), roamans.com, c.$15 (on sale + coupon), c.2009
Shape FX leggings: Spiegel online, spiegel.com, c.$11 (on sale), c.2008
Black Destroy mid-calf boots with silver buckles: (Great winter boot— fantastically comfortable and well balanced in the snow.) Shoegazer, Ellsworth, ME, c.$70, c.2005
Patent Anya Hindmarch tote: Target online, www.target.com/, c.$20, c.2008
Jewelry: Assorted necklaces, Additionelle, Montreal, Canada, additionelle.com, c.$10 (BOGO), c.2006. Watch, Avenue, 3rd Ave. & 44th St., NYC, avenue.com, c.$20, c.1999. Sterling snake ring w/ pink glass stone, W Hotel Store online, whotelsthestore.com, c.$15 (on sale), c.2007. Sterling Russian wedding band (thumb), street fair, 3rd Ave., NYC, c.$10, c.1999. Engagement ring and wedding band: Pyramid Studios, Ellsworth, ME, 2005 & 2006 respectively.
Hair: Paul Mitchell extra-body daily shampoo & rinse. Paul Mitchell super skinny serum.
Face: Clinique 3-step #2, super-defense cream, even better makeup SPF15 in neutral, quick liner in black honey, high impact mascara in black/brown & color surge lipstick in tenderheart: all from the Clinique counter at Macy's, Bangor, ME or online, clinique.com
CSX Q418-11 breezes east through Woodbourne after nightfall with CN D9-44CW 2550 leading a bright future CW40-8 after taking entirely too long to spin their power in Philly. I had very limited time to get ready for these guys as they managed to sneak up the line to Langhorne without me hearing them on the radio until then, leaving me with this "for what its worth" shot.. January 11, 2017.
Thanks to the quality carpentry work by "not sure, but lets call him Hasse", a young blue-tit family have moved into what is today known as Villa Blåmes in Norrby. And while the usual suspects were busy drinking and dining on the veranda Mom and Pop Blåmes were busy raising and feeding their unseen chicks. No idea how big the family might be, but there could be up to ten chicks in there. The local cat have been informed, but is yet to take any action in the matter.
Music: "Cyber toy" by Hicham Chahidi www.MusicScreen.org
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License
"The devil (or at least the female form - check the name on the bicycle) made me do it" as often the cry of some of contemporary Christianity. More likely it is blame another so one does not have to accept personal responsibility for one's actions.
Then I could admit I wanted to get a photo of a good bike - that might be denial.