Where is Edgar?

His toilet wants to know!
via bathing in gasoline
babypanda:
slutsoft:
school girl on toilet

Unrelated Said the Gramophone mp3: Xylos - "This House We Built".

i guess i'm floating [MP3] Heartless Bastards - The Mountain

Happy Fishnet Friday!

Happy Fishnet Friday!
TGIFF!





Sin Slave via Percy Trout

SOVIET PINK

Beb Deum’s Portfolio



Eric White’s Disturbingly Beautiful Paintings

Chris Anthony

Could this be Casey?

Gas Mask Anyone?

in her gas mask two by ~decima


Only a Child by ~TOIYI

Bird Nests in Gas-Guzzler

I can’t think of a better use for a 14 miles-per-gallon truck...

ORANGE – The 2008 Ford F-150 gets about 14 miles-per-gallon in the city, but a small bird found a shiny, red F-150 with a lift kit in the parking lot of the Ford of Orange dealership to be environmentally friendly.

Workers at the dealership, located at 1350 W. Katella Ave., noticed the bird had built a nest at the base of the windshield when the truck was delivered to the lot last week. After further inspection, Floor Manager Paul Corrigan said the bird had laid two eggs.

"That's probably never going to happen again in a lifetime," Corrigan said. "I've seen rabbits and possums, but for a bird to build its nest right there is something special."

Corrigan said the dealership won't try to move the nest and won't sell the truck until the eggs hatch.

"We've had a couple of guys come in and make offers," Corrigan said. "I think I'm going to put up a bird feeder and water bath."

Until the eggs hatch, the truck has been roped off and has become a conversation piece for salesmen and shoppers.

"It makes people more comfortable while they're here," Corrigan said. "It's a new birth for Ford."

Hat tip to Wagga for this find!

truck old model new model 2 by ~mooreno

The Post-Car World

Thoughts of Decay by *Digidrama

Following up on the having a car is so 20th century post wagga sent me the following example of Americans changing their driving habits:
As rising gas prices leave drivers with ever-heftier tabs at the pump, Americans have started looking for ways to reduce the drain on their budget. For some, transitioning away from a one-person, one-car lifestyle has proved rewarding.

BTW don't forget to vote on the Laura Richardson foreclosure poll!

In other banal news, my Dr. confirmed I have chemical burns on my elbows.

À la recherche du temps perdu

memorial day by ~herekittykittay



memorial day by ~annalavigne

While you're enjoying your BBQ and day off, please take a moment to think about the more than 4000 troops in Iraq who died for...For what exactly?
Think of how many others are seriously crippled, brain-dead, committing suicide and ask yourself FOR WHAT EXACTLY?
FOR WHAT EXACTLY?????!!!!!!!!
For fucking what exactly?!!!!!!!
FOR FUCKING WHAT EXACTLY?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When you find an answer that makes any ethical sense, please feel free to let me know what it might be.

Rather than drive today, walk...

Hat tip to Wagga for this find!

Breeding Bubbles

It’s the economy, stupid.
In the first few hours after Eight Belles’s breakdown in the Derby, just as in the first few hours after Barbaro’s collapse two years ago in the Preakness, we’ve seen dozens of explanations, from the well- and not-so-well-informed. The track was too hard. The horses had been raced too much too young. Fillies shouldn’t be running against the boys. It’s the drugs. Oh, we’re breeding unsound horses.
Yes, it’s probably all of those. But especially the last. There’s no question that racehorses today are less sound, more prone to injury, than those of the 1950s and ’60s, or even of a decade or two ago. Horses today race only half as many times as they did 30 years ago. And the reason is the market. Like other unregulated markets — remember the mortgage-securities collapse, anyone? — the thoroughbred breeding market is subject to that old economics chestnut, Gresham’s Law. Bad money (or in this case, bad breeding) drives out good.
Although thoroughbreds have always been bought and sold, the real explosion in the auction market, and the bubble(s) in prices, date from the late 1970s and early 1980s. Fueled by money from Europe and the Middle East, auction prices for the best Kentucky-bred yearlings rose faster in the early ’80s even than U.S. home prices did earlier in this decade. The frenzy reached its first peak with the 1985 purchase of Seattle Dancer for $13.1 million. Seattle Dancer ran five times, winning twice, and earning $150,000, and then failed as a stallion.
Excesses like these led to a market collapse in the late 1980s, but the whole cycle started up again the next decade, and continues today. The Green Monkey is, so far, the top of this price bubble, fetching $16 million at the 2006 2-year-old sale, then running three times without a win before being retired.
What made the market develop as it did was the influx of new money. That money came both from those who wanted to win races — the Maktoum family of Dubai being the prime example — and, more importantly, from those who were looking to make a profit not from racing, but from breeding and selling.
* continued at Breakdowns and Dollars

In other greed-fueled news, check out where your oil dollars are going (via Wagga)...

Energy Recycling Vehicle

I came across this intriguing Japanese streetcar powered by a lithium battery via Groovy Green. It converts 70 percent of its deceleration energy into electricity that is then sent back to the battery. Plus it recharges in under a minute.

The above diagram is from Japan's RTRI site. Too bad we don't have anything like RTRI here.

In other news, I am quite offended by a recent search term that pulled up this illustrious corner of the blogosphere: blogaboutablogaboutablogabout.blogspot.com ... aka a crappy bollywood blog

Nonetheless, I've added it to the blog description above.

Featured Baabaabaab comment: Mitchell on the "The world would soon forget?"

In regards to Edgar's Engdahl link in "The world would soon forget?"

Mitchell said...
Edgar's link is temporarily not working, but you can still find Engdahl's essay at Asia Times, and elsewhere.

I do not think that even Engdahl says that "it was outside influences that got the unrest started". Price rises are always good for an angry mob, especially in a place where the state owns everything. And people do not need the US State Department's go-ahead before they start using digital media to smuggle out words and images of a crackdown. (I note that he overlooked "Blog about a blog about a blog about a blog", in his catalog of made-in-USA subversive institutions.)

There are a few other potentially misleading items I can see. The IMF today is far from being the government-toppling economic enforcer it was in Indonesia ten years ago. And "Malabar 07" only got underway four weeks after the demonstrations started. So I would be very cautious in adopting Engdahl's interpretation of world events. (For a further example, go to his website and see his "ex peak oil" essay, especially his remarks about Russian "abiotic oil" expertise being the prize in the Yukos affair.)

October 16, 2007 6:09 PM

Sweet Biofuel Options!

“I thought it was a plant for old ladies to make soap,” he said.

But now that a plant called jatropha is being hailed by scientists and policy makers as a potentially ideal source of biofuel, a plant that can grow in marginal soil or beside food crops, that does not require a lot of fertilizer and yields many times as much biofuel per acre planted as corn and many other potential biofuels. By planting a row of jatropha for every seven rows of regular crops, Mr. Banani could double his income on the field in the first year and lose none of his usual yield from his field.

BTW, this is my favorite Velvet Underground song....

Dogs Fart, Saucers Fly, Hearts Implant (isn't that haiku enough for you?)

BREAKING NEWS FLASH update! Dr. Wayne W. Dyer really got me in touch with the Tao!

My dogs have serious gas. Dogs and leftover dal are a bad combination.

Datajunkie is back in action with alien sweetness above.

This silicone heart temple implant was found via Modblog. Apparently, it is only a week old!

Oh, how could I forget! Remember to vote for the 6 Degrees of Casey Serin to Shakespeare Win-Win Winner!