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Talk about haircut remorse! Really, the client can get carried away with comics, but the barber is another matter altogether. The style and humor of this 1943 cover suggests Norman Rockwell, but it was by an artist named Howard Scott.
Howard Scott (1902-1983) was a billboard designer for many American companies in the mid-twentieth century. He was known for designing billboards with clever one liners and large pictures of friendly, everyday people on them. Scott lived in Manhattan where he could look out over Rockefeller Plaza as he worked on advertisements for companies like Heinz Ketchup, Nash Automotive, and Campbell’s Soup. Later, Scott served in the Navy during World War II, where he illustrated posters for the U.S. War Information Center. He illustrated 13 covers for the Post from 1941-1945.
May 20, 2018
(Americorchestia)
A big-eyed sand flea, or beach hopper or sand hopper, or beach flea or whatever you like to call them...
These are shots of our local blue-eyed, big-eyed beach hoppers. They like damp sand and if you are digging a hole on the beach, you are likely to come across at least one or two. They also like it under piles of seaweed or driftwood logs. (Anywhere the sun can't dry them or their sand burrows out!!)
These ones are only a little over a centimeter long. When disturbed they frantically hop and scurry like crazed fleas. Their "cross-eyed" blue "googly eyes" help to give them that frantic crazed look.
...oh... and these creatures don't bite!
Cahoon Hollow Beach
Cape Cod National Seashore
Wellfleet, Massachusetts
Cape Cod - USA
Photo by brucetopher
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First time I have ever been this close to this type of Sandpiper...and a very entertaining experience watching it bob up and down...very comical character!
Olympus OM2 : Zuiko 50mm : Jessop 21mm Tube : F/1.8.
Fomapan 100.
Fomadon R09 1+50 8mins 20c.
Lighting....Daylight.
Epson V500
Sat 13.11.21
Today is Yoda's NINTH birthday!
As you can see, Yoda is none to keen on sharing his birthday treat (despite the fact that there is plenty to go around). It's funny because he wasted all his time growling, while Mojo and Wookie did the bulk of the eating. Silly boy!
And no... the pugs didn't eat the WHOLE watermelon. Most of it, I cut up for myself to snack on. We just saved a little bit at the end for them. And yes... they all had to have baths after the feeding frenzy!
We give our dogs fruits and vegetables as "treats" more often than we give commercial dog biscuits. They love watermelon and baby carrots, especially - and both of these items are healthy for dogs. We never give stuff like grapes, raisins or onions - as they're toxic to dogs.
This image is just for fun... no award or invites please! :-)
This little foal was chasing his Mum and ran across the road in front of me in the New Forest. He was so tiny and very comical!
Coots are comical looking birds, but they are very attentive and tender parents. I love the little uplifted wing of the baby.
ha ! ha ! These guys were quite comical to watch. . .Another pic from our extended weekend trip specifically to find some of these adorable little creatures. . .This pair of Burrowing Owls (wild birds) was found in Cape Coral, Florida. . . I seriously could not believe all of the nest sites scattered throughout the city. It was amazing !! We had a blast !! Thanks for Looking :)
Sony DSLR A580
(Inspired by dukes latest guns)
"Salem. You can call me Salem."
"Good to meet you."
Matt stepped up to the counter and tapped his order into the automated clerk screen.
A couple moments later they were sitting down to enjoy a nice greasy meal of mass producted food that looked a little too perfect for food. Salem mentally noted that if felt sick later, it was his fault for bothering to order food at a place like this.
The new screen started rolling with a comically vague report regarding the break in, reveal next to nothing besides telling people to keep an eye open for the theives. A couple people sitting around them panicked a little, realizing how close they were to the scene.
But here is where the jacket did its work.
The only person the corporate sponsored police had a description of was Matt, and he now looked like a Tokushima employee, not a thief.
It had begun to grow tempting to think they were out of danger.
"So what were you arguing about with those guards?"
Matt shook his head in frustration.
"A display had some innacurate statistics scewed in Tokushima's favor."
"heh, imagine that, a supermassive corporation which controls nearly half a nation scewing facts, who'd have thought it."
"Very funny. Still, you think as massive as they are they wouldn't need to keep twisting facts."
Salem crumpled up his empty burger wrapper and shrugged, "They say when you make a habit of lying it is hard to stop. One lie covers for another, and they just keep stacking until there is more fiction than fact. You start to forget what was really true and what was a lie. And before you know it, you believe those lies just as much as anyone else."
Matt grew quiet and contemplative for awhile.
Salem took their empty trays and dumped them in the trash receptacle. He returned to the booth but Matt didn't show any signs of getting up. He started to reach out to tap his shoulder when Matt spoke.
"I suppose that is what makes them so dangerous, isn't it? They believe their lies, their sales pitches. They really start to believe they are the best thing, that they are what matters most. Whatever they do is justified because it is them doing it, it is only wrong when a different corporation dares to do it."
Salem shrugged, "I don't know, I guess..."
Matt didn't really hear him, but continued.
"They are caught up in a viscious cycle centered upon themselves. They've forgotten their customers, the good of mankind in general, in their all consuming quest to further themselves. And they are all so caught up in it no one calls their leaders out when they do things that no corporation ought to do."
"Corporations forgot their customers a long time ago."
Matt stood up and dusted some crumbs from his jacket.
"Yeah, I guess it is a bit late to change that huh?"
He turned to the exit.
"So where we goin'?"
Salem scratched the scruff on the side of his jaw.
"Good question. We need to get out of here, this country, as soon as we can."
"We can stop by my apartment."
"Yeah sure... hey, uh... why are you following me?"
Matt paused as if this was the first time he actually thought about it.
"Well, I suppose it just seemed like a good adventure."
"But I held you hostage."
"I didn't like those guys anyways."
"Still, most people don't befriend a guy with a gun pointed at their head."
"I suppose. I just see it as a sort of mistake.
"Mistake?"
"My enemy's enemy is my friend sorta thing."
"Yeah... right. Why are you still helping me then?"
"Well, being as I'm the only good witness to what happened, I don't really have a choice do I?"
He brought up a good point, and Salem felt somewhat silly that he as the professional had been too boggled with everything to grasp that.
He couldn't afford to let Matt walk, not because he thought Matt would actually talk, but simply because without Salem's help Matt would be caught, would be interrogated, and Salem would become a wanted man. That was bad for business, meant he had to limit his jobs to where he wouldn't bump into touble. Certainly less than ideal.
Crazy as it sounded, taking Matt with him was his only good option.
"Alright. You're right, you need to come with me. While we are it though, you can make yourself useful and learn to shoot, if we get out of here alive."
Matt grinned, "I can shoot."
"I don't mean whatever stunt you got lucky with in th museum."
"No, really. I used to go hunting all the time, did a lot of range time, I'm good... enough."
Hunting? this puzzled Salem. Sure, there were places with plenty of wildlife. And even hunting with the right connections. But the casual air with which Matt referenced it set that alarm off again, the one that made Salem feel like this should mean something.
They were just about to get into their car when a police car pulled up behind them.
They had seen Matt's yellow Tokushima jacket and had assumed he was an employee. They wanted to know if he had been working recently, if he saw anything.
Matt didn't know very much Japanese, and the police were quick to realize that something was off. Before Salem had time to think or improvise something to get out of the situation, the cops were pulling their guns and ordering them to put their hands on the trunk of Matt's Car.
Matt understood as much, and slowly turned around to comply. His eyes met Salem's and he gave him a wink and a nodd to let him to know to do likewise.
Salem wasn't really sure what crazy idea Matt had in mind, but he didn't have any plans himself. Who knows, maybe the kid could get lucky twice.
Matt waited until the cops were thoroughly engaged with frantic chatter into their radios when Matt shoved down hard on the car's trunk. The cheap flimsly mass produced m shell bent in easily, warping the body. The lock now no longer caught and the trunk flew open in a fast swoosh.
Quick as a cat he scooped up the submachine gun from the musuem that he had stowed in the trunk. The police had turned at the noise before he had it up though. Things would have been ugly if it wasn't for Salem had caught on to the plan, and drew his suppressed pistol from inside his coat and let out two quiet plinks into each man's head as they turned around.
"Nice shot." Matt nodded grimly towards the bodies.
"Thanks. Good thinking. We need to go... too late."
A armored police van sped around the corner, slamming on its breaks at the sight of the bodies. The doors swung upon and several heavily armed Tokushima guards piled out, guns swinging up to aim at them.
Just as fast Salem and Matt raised their guns at the men. A strained stillness settled in, as men on both sides looked down their sights and dared the other to shoot.
Matt laughed. "Well, this is all fine and good, but you forgot to cover our man in the window."
Salem couldn't believe his eyes. They fell for it. The guards all swung their heads up to scan the windows of the buildings all around them.
In that split second opportunity Matt's finger hit the trigger, Salem's only a fraction behind it.
Matt fired in bursts better aimed than Salem had expected, but about where it should be for someone familiar with single shot or semi automatic weapons using an automatic for the first time. The fact that Matt resisted the urge to give in to the pleasure of emptying the whole clip in one burst was a blessing.
Salem picked out the men who seemed to be recovering from the shock the fastest, shooting them quickly before they could get a shot off at Matt.
Sirens wailed across the city, and far down the road they could see vans and Tokushima corporate police flooding several blocks out and making for their position alarmingly fast.
"Matt, we need to run."
They turned but failed to gain much distance before another van squealed out of an alleyway directly in front of them.
They skidded to a stop and attempted to bring their weapons up as fast as they could.
And the next moment was full of light, a heartstoppingly loud bang, and dust. Dust everywhere. The smoke cleared to show a burning van with the massive white hull of a drop pod rising like a massive metal blocky egg out of the wreckage. Its surface was smeared black from the impact, and the reverse rockets that fired to cushion its impact. A could distant faint clanks sounded from within, before the door ejected with a loud pop and flew into the air.
A tall figure in heavy military grade power armor pulled himself from the vehicle and, drawing a massive scoped revolver, quicked fired off several shots without hesitation.
These weren't aimed at Matt or Salem though, but wizzed over their heads striking four guards who had almost caught up with them.
Matt stood there dumbfounded, Salem turned and gave hime a shake by the shoulders, a smug grin on his face.
"This, Matt, is my employer, SKYNET. I think we just got some backup."
"Oh... good... I didn't feel like having to kill this guy." Matt gave a feeble attempt at good humored bravado, but seemed still quite shocked.
*NOTICE: The above text is a work in progress trail run for a planned
literary work. Though subject to change and alteration, it represents
the majority of planned content for the final product. As such, the
ideas, characters, setting, and story written above is reserved as
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Also, forgive spelling errors, every once in awhile my finger slips on the keyboard. I prefer to type in notepad, but sadly it doesn't catch spelling errors (I think it has an option to but I forget to use it.)
The wonderful, comical and beautiful Atlantic Puffin (Fratercula arctica) here photographed with a haul of sand-eels on the superb Isle of May off the East Coast of Scotland.
This cub was distracted by all sorts of vegetation! Grass, flowers, bits of twigs - very comical to watch him!
The upturned nose and white crescents around the eye give the Coati a comical, somewhat startled look.
Meerkats may look like prairie dogs, are really related to the mongoose. These comical creatures are inquisitive and alert at all times, you see them busily digging in the dirt looking for insects, making underground burrows.
These little carnivores live and work together in a group called a gang or a mob, helping each other to care for youngsters or keep a lookout for danger. If trouble is spotted, the lookout alerts the others and they all dash back into the burrows for safety. Fun to watch! :)
The Meerkat (aka: Suricate) is a small species of foraging mammal found inhabiting harsh open conditions in the semi-desert plains in southern Africa.
A member of the Mongoose family, Meerkats differ from Mongoose species in a number of ways with the biggest difference being that Meerkats are incredibly sociable animals, where most Mongooses are not.
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These birds look quite comical sometimes with what can only be described as a shoe horn attached to their faces!
This is a male in eclipse plumage.
The comical looking wildebeests are one of the largest groups of animals in the Serengeti ecosystem, if not the largest. They eat up an enormous part of the vegetation, and are at the core of the annual migration ritual. They are also the largest source of food for lions and crocodiles. They belong to a group of antelopes that look like a bridge between gazelles and cattle.
The large grazing animals are frequently seen with birds that hang around to catch any insects that are disturbed by the animals, and might come out of hiding.
Amboseli, Kenya
D05-0075-5DS06704
Still kind of bumped for yesterday's argument and shit , but I figured I needed to clear my head , so yeah I bring you my attempt to be funny , yeah I know , but it was funny to the people that walked into the Restroom , they were looking me weird like I was freak or something , nah just kidding , everybody that walked into the Restroom was laughing and just giving me the you are fuckin crazy look
I told you guys I was gonna go naked , yes , I am naked under that shirt hehe , I tried to even and level up the doors , but I for the life of me could not do it , with out making me look weird , so excuse me for it
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Strobist info :
SB600 1/2 - Naked , 6ft from subjects (camera right) , 5ft high , subjects 3 ó clock
*Flash was bounced to ceiling , it was just pointing up
SB600 1/16 - Naked , 1ft from subjects (camera left) , 1ft high , subjects 11 ó clock
*Flash was bounced to ceiling , it was just sitting on the floor next to the toilet
SB800 1/4 - Beauty dish 16" 6ft from subject (camera left) , 6ft high , subjects 6 ó clock
*Beauty dish was bounced to a big mirror as it was casting some very hard shadows)
Sigma 18-50 f/2.8 @ 18mm f/6.7
Nikon D300 : ISO 280 - 1/30
Although they bear a resemblance to the comically menacing battle droids of Star Wars movies, I view Jac Coffey's three "Railroad Workers" on the Eastside BeltLine Trail as an entirely benign presence, like ever-vigilant wrought-iron totems stationed there to secure the safety of those passing by. In fact, I would like to see a day set aside to honor the trio with lavish ceremonies during which laurels would be placed about their heads and leis around their necks. Offerings would be in order, too, although I haven't decided what might be most fitting. Cans of WD-40 come to mind.
Red Skull is at it again. This time his eyes are on the skies! He's fueled up and ready for action so fly boys beware.
Time for some fun, Max is giving Shadow a left hook as they fight over "who stays in the box" and the other funny side of it is the Fragile sticker on the box rather apt for this I thought!
It was both comical and wonderful to see the impressive display of replicas of NYC icons compressed into an enormous city block at New York-New York Casino Resort. The Coney Island roller coaster is next to The Statue of Liberty in front of the Manhattan skyline with skyscrapers from Wall Street and Midtown bumping up against each other, and further north on the sidewalk: a Brooklyn Bridge. I loved NYNY.
I used my wide angle lens to get this all in at the street corner. In the post processing, I didn't have the heart to straiten out the distortions most obvious where skyscrapers appeared to be leaning. There was so much faux in the scene, I let it stay imitation-like. For me, that was part of the fun.
For fun....Happy Valentine's Day to you! This day should be for everyone whether you have a sweetie or not...... It's all about Love!
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The story: A beautiful bush filled with berries for fall feeding by the birds or so I thought.....the berries started disappearing during the summer and I thought....hmmmm.... saw this fella (a chipmunk) hanging upside down one day..... I raced for the camera...
......and then there were no berries, he ate them all!!!......the little pig❥
"Bottoms Up! Swan Dive" by Patti Deters. This swan was captured in a rather comical pose with its elegant white tail feathers sticking straight up out of the water, while its head was completely submerged. This seemingly humorous stance is actually a common sight among swans and other water birds, known as "dabbling." When waterfowl dabble, they tips their body forward and uses their beaks to forage underwater for food. Beneath the surface, this swan's long neck helped reach the river bottom to scoop up aquatic plants, small fish, and insects essential for its diet. While it might look amusing to us, it's a perfect example of the swan’s adaptability and skill in thriving in its watery habitat. If you like outdoor nature photography, please enjoy more birds, animals, and other wildlife images at patti-deters.pixels.com/featured/bottoms-up-swan-dive-pat....
The youngsters have been out with their parents the past week. Comical to watch. They constantly flutter their wings while perched (to keep balance?). One lost it's balance and tipped backward, but didn't let go. it was hanging upside-down. Unfortunately, they have been flying into our windows, but now seem to have learned they cannot do that.
Backyard, Richmond, BC
It was comical watching it try to land on those tiny branches. It finally gave up & flew elsewhere.
Red-tailed Hawk (Buteo jamaicensis)
White Rock Lake, Dallas Texas
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