I Like You, Do You Like Me?

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Cupid's Arrow!

My OK Cupid online dating membership has already yielded two matches!
The young ladies descriptions say something about me getting "a 10 minute head start."
I'll let you know how it goes!

Censored (unless you're a member of the club)!

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Everyone that hasn't will be blocked.
I hope the Webmaster doesn't remove this one because of the nudity- but it sure is funny!


Just follow the link and click "like" now. THX!

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Starting the Day Right!

God Bless America (and Grandmas)!

I don't care how hot it gets!
My grandma was quite the knitter, and devoted much of her time to charity, making items to be sold for church bazaars, school and scout troupe fundraisers. She would have been 95 today, and in a tribute to her generous soul, even though it reached 98 degrees, I'm leaving on Nana's handmade "warmer" today, and all summer long!
God Bless Grandmothers everywhere!

Free Tattoo Design of the Day!

Free! Patriotic Tattoo Designs!

Flea Market Finds!

At the police station…
Policeman, "Children, we need you to identify the bad man."
Megan and Mark, "He looked just like this officer!"

This guy again!

I still do know what's going on with him, but at least he's put on some short shorts.

http://mitchoconnell.blogspot.com/2012/05/flea-market-mystery.html

I almost burst into flames trying to pick only one "funny" caption to go with this book.

I still can't do it, there are too many!

Chicagoland Tours!

It's official! I was going to change my name to "Mitchtastic," but now I'm going with "Mitchriffic!"

Did you hear the one about the Polish mattress store that was actually a semi-trailer?
Well it's NOT funny!

When picking a care facility for your elderly parents, I recommend one without quotation marks.

Free Tattoo Design of the Day!

Come on in, the water's fine!

Thank God it's Friday!

If Sexy Women Offend You, Please Don't Look!

The greatest burlesque troupe out of San Antonio Texas just got even better! 

The Most Amazing Event in the History of Earth!

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Get Right With The Lord!

I <3 this 16 page, 12 by 18", 2 color on cardboard 1960s (?) instructional book from the Child Evangelism Fellowship of Indiana (which is still around btw- cefindiana.com).

It reminds me of the eye catching, yet crude, vintage sideshow flash I have now hanging in my basement promising "A Girl Turned Into A Gorilla," "The World's Largest Killer Rat" and "Spidora, the Woman With The Body of a Spider"!

This one also makes orange day-glow promises, but with slightly loftier claims, like eternal life. 

I know the carnival come-ons didn't quite pan out. I'll have to get back to you on the Heaven/Hell thing.

One rap means "Yes," two raps mean "No."

Puppet Phun!

Free Tattoo Design of the Evening!

Free Tattoo Design of the Afternoon!

Free Tattoo Design of the Morning!

Go ahead and get it tattooed TODAY!

Jarts! The Terror on the Lawn!

Way back when I was a young redheaded 5th grader in the Somerset Michigan housing development I attended my friends birthday party just down the street. Jarts were the main activity.

Just looking at the box they came in might give you a clue of the dangers that lurked within.  The Jart on the cover, doing a 180 guided missile maneuver turning it's weighted stainless steel sharpened point back full speed at the family, gave subtle clues that you might be in trouble. Even the manufacturers were a little mixed up with their message. The illustrations showed kids happily playing the game, yet all cap warnings shouted "NOT FOR USE BY CHILDREN,""KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN,""MAY CAUSE SERIOUS OR FATAL INJURY" and "FOR ADULTS!"

Us kids spent an unsupervised hour or two setting up the hoop target as far across the lawn as possible and winging the Jarts as hard as we could. After that became boring I started seeing how high in the air I could throw them. Then I remember gathering up all 8 Jarts and throwing them straight up, one right after the other, with all my strength. I then waited while looking around the ground wondering where they would land. Wooosh THUNK! Wooosh THUNK! Wooosh THUNK! Wooosh THUNK(have you figured out that I'm going to do the sound effects for all eight yet?)! Wooosh THUNK! Wooosh THUNK! Wooosh THUNK!

Wooosh .... WHAT?!!

The final Jart was now sticking out of my sandal covered foot (I was always fashionable) having plummeted and burrowed right between the straps. I casually walked, with the missile firmly attached,  toward the birthday boys apartment while the other kids yelled and pointed at my foot. I don't remember it hurting, which isn't like me (stubbing my toe will result in 45 minutes of screaming), I was more bewildered by this new colorful accessory. The birthday mom's looked surprised (this was before people sued over this type of thing so she wasn't too carried away) and she had me put my foot on the chair as she yanked it out. I think I got a band-aid and was asked if I wanted to go home.


Since cake hadn't yet been served I decided to stay.

Roy Lichtenstein - Menace or Marvel?! Part 2

Continuing with all things Lichtenstein… love the "Deconstructing Roy Lichtenstein" site, and thought I'd add my own M.O'C contributions..


http://davidbarsalou.homestead.com/LICHTENSTEINPROJECT.html

And another example of Roy Lichtenstein swiping my art!
Never mind that he painted his 30-40 years eariler, I won't rest until I figure out how he did it!

C.B. Radio Owners Make Better Lovers!

The frenzied "high-tech" '70s CB fad (kids, it's a personal radio device originally used mostly by truckers to communicate that then spread to include anyone that hopped on the bandwagon) now seem like talking between rooms with tin cans and a string, but to a large number of wannabecool Americans of the time, it was quite the thing.

If it was good enough for The Dukes of Hazzard, Burt Reynolds, Kris Kristofferson and Betty Ford, it was good enough for you!

How could you go wrong coming up with your own handle and getting to say  "Good Buddy" and "Breaker, Breaker" all the live long day?

These folks (below) took it up a notch and printed up their very own Citizen Band calling cards. With the examples I picked, it seems like when you spend 24/7 being cramped up in your big rig, your thoughts can drift off to other subjects besides watching out for Smokey. Plus, I'll always have a fondness for illustrations done from the heart without that annoying art "schooling" getting in the way.

Who's up for a CONVOY?!

And to practice fitting in...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CB_slang