precariously perched

I got the most squee-worthy postcards yesterday from creepmouse! (safely sent in an envelope with a nice note)

Thank you!  Made my day.

bad-postcards:

HI FOLKS! ADOPT ME!

October is ADOPT A SHELTER DOG MONTH.

I only nag you to REBLOG my posts for something like this.

Aw, that’s not nice, what did cattle do to you to deserve to be punched?

:-P

bad-postcards:

MIRACLE IN MELMAC

Looks like she’s pushing a fart out. Sound effects for the shadow puppet.

Verso:
“Boontonware CANDESCENT. Modern dinnerware as translucent as fine china yet guaranteed against breakage. In sparking new colors, delicately flecked, that mix beautifully: Oyster White, Charcoal, Turquoise Blue and Shrimp Pink.”

Perfect for ALF’s new apartment.

I actually found some Melmac bowls at the office, they aren’t translucent, or shrimp pink. They are more dirty dogbath brown. I don’t think they are Boontonware, but they say Melmac on the bottom)

Kuehnle Elementary School, Klein, Texas. Opened in 1989, home of the Koalas.

Texas Style BBQ postcard I bought in Houston in 1990

last scan of the day, now onto other things, like cleaning the house…

“Renen och solen” by Lars Pirak

Postcard I bought in Swedish Lapland in 2007.

Janis Joplin, New York, 1969

photograph by Francesco Scavullo

she was so cute.

Hamburger Harry on the Hamburger Harley

I bought an R. Crumb “Keep On Truckin’” front license plate from this guy a few years ago on eBay, he sent this along with it.

The Elephants’ Tea Party by Reginald Rigby c. 1900

from a postcard book

G.H. Thompson, from The Land Of Fun, c. 1915 (from a Darling & Co. postcard book)

This is what it sounded like in the (attached) house next door this morning till about noon.  This is pretty much what it sounds like all the time when they are home.  If it was actual elephants, I’d be cool with that. But it’s not, so it’s annoying as fuck.  Doesn’t anyone tell their kids to stop making so much noise, no running on the stairs, stop running in the house, anymore?  I don’t know how they can stand it, I know I can’t.  I need to move.

I got my prize for winning the caption contest at Bad Postcards last week and kept forgetting to post a pic!  Thanks B-P!!  I’m a weiner!

There’s a new caption contest going on, check it out!

Future Me

Back of postcard reads:

Ruth (!!) Evans (1897-1989) pictured here in 1978, the year she retired.  She opened her Diner in 1930, and moved the trolley car to Emigration Canyon in 1946.  Always colorful and often profane, she lived there alone for the next 40 years, accompanied by two Chihuahuas and a loaded pistol.

I ate here in 1997 when I was in Utah, I bought a t-shirt and a couple of these postcards.  This was before I had Elvis, back when I planned to get a greyhound.  I sent a postcard to my friend and said something like, ‘this is me in a few years only it’ll be a greyhound, not a chihuahua.’  Little did I know…a year and a half later…

Good morning.  Don’t forget to wash your elephant today.  Or have your monkey do it for you.

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(anyone else have trouble searching tags on your own tumblr? it’s so hinky for me, I know I posted this before but I couldn’t find it…oh maybe if I searched ‘monkey washing elephant, I already had that as a tag)