When I was poet laureate of the United States...

Monster

On the counter at Cafe Fika on Pearl, not many blocks south of Zuccotti Park.
Sent via thingy

Even unicorns!

Pasted to the bottom of the 9th Street F station, at 10th & 4th.  Pretty sure that's from taylorthornebutler.com.

His safe return was much to the relief of his mother

 

Damgaard Holger/POLFOTO, via Associated Press
Palle Huld, in 1928, as a teenager about to see the world. 

Tintin!

Hitler Learns Leno Is Moving Back To Late Night

Doh! Worlds collide!

Ron English, Morgan Spurlock, Homer Simpson...

worlds collide!

NYT article, pointed to by Juju, Ah, Homer, It Seems Just Like Yesterday

100 games cupcake game

Yup.  100 games cupcake game.  Via Make.

This is the best book about Bigfoot I have ever read, bar none. Ever.

Bigfoot: I Not Dead, by Graham Roumieu.  I laughed, I cried, I shivered, I looked over my shoulder to make sure no one could see what I was reading.  Bubbles of snot formed and had to be whisked away.  Lori picked this up for the two of us for Christmas.  Ho boy.  (Big ups from Juju's local fishwrap - maybe he's read it?)

Right after finishing this miracle of empathetic graphigenic pornoviolent foctobiography -funny! - I tried to pick up Jonathan Nossiter's Liquid Memory.  I tried pretty hard.  Pretty sure this book is the opposite of Bigfoot: I Not Dead.  Pretty sure Bigfoot pop wine-guy head like bubblewrap.  There are no pictures!  None! Dense dense wordy wordy!  I will soldier on.

Government Comics Collection

Oh, my god, everything I'll ever need.  And another reason for Nebraska.  Government Comics Collection at UNL, via the Scout Report.

RIP, Soupy

Thanks for the pointer, macinwi.

Something terrible is happening

Protect Insurance Companies PSA from Will Ferrell

Thank you, Juju. Funny or Die, Move On, et alia.

In 2012 I will be elected president of the universe. Trust me.

Oh, boy, Arnold. Juju, you in on this?

Looks like the work of Fake Steve, nu?

ain't dat da trute, Rhute...

the rich get richer, and the poor...
well,
ye know as well as yourstruly does, eh?
courtesy the New Yorker online

that same topic on a more serious note, P. Krugman,
via the NYT, The Joy of Sachs

sorry, this is really just NOT funny...

Hee hee, ha ha, ho ho - Funy Business, tonight at the Morgan Library

Hey, kids, we're going to see Lyda Ely's film, Funny Business, tonight, at the Morgan Library, where one of the current shows is On the Money: Cartoons for The New Yorker. There's a cocktail doo before the film, and I'm hoping to meet Roz Chast (images), though I can't imagine what I'll say except hummana hummana hummana.

You won't remember this, either - Jeff Scher

(OK, I'm avoiding going in to the office.) Look at this great animation by Jeff Scher, at the NYTimes.

Hey, Jeff, time passes the same way for people who aren't parenting. And think twice about the cheese-stick thing. Just buy a hunk of cheese and cut it up and save on cost & plastic and whatever voodoo process is used to turn curdled milk into a manufactured object. (I say the same to Lota.)

Hi-School Romance #23

The current MNIDOAILY banner comes from the cover of Hi-School Romance #23, October, 1953. Not sure where I shagged my image of the cover, but lookie here for others.

Diversion: Tumbarumba

Jah, Tumbarumba, for the Firefoxers in the crowd:

Tumbarumba is a frolic of intrusions—a conceptual artwork in the form of a Firefox extension. Tumbarumba hides stories—twelve new stories by outstanding authors—where you least expect to find them, turning your everyday web browsing into a strange journey. You can read more about how it works or just discover it for yourself by downloading it now and then browsing!

Via Rhizome. The coinkydink is that I had lunch to day with Mellie Mel and an old acquaintance / sometimes colleague of Mel's, and we got to chatting about the old text adventure games (Colossal Cave!) and programming in Prolog and all that stuff. The stories never end.

Big, big bird

"Most of the nearly two billion children in the developing world have inadequate access to dinosaurs. Some receive no paleontology training at all. One in three has never even seen a dinosaur in person."

David Sedaris is not undecided

 David Sedaris' piece this week in the New Yorker, Undecided: 

"To put them [undecided voters] in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. “Can I interest you in the chicken?” she asks. “Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?”

"To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked."

ILLUSTRATION: ZOHAR LAZAR

Who funny

Some of us are feeling pressure from our more open minded friends to admit that McCain was funnier than Obama at the Al Smith dinner. Ufta! Seems awfully late in the day to be anything other than hard core partisan. And, uh, it would mean actually watching the McCain presentation. OK, I'll get back to you on that. I'm working on it.

(OK, I watched. Pretty funny. He gets kinda weird in the 2nd 3rd, I think, but pretty funny.)