double-crested cormorant

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this is wikipedia’s pic of the day

i saw a few once in nova scotia. they (cormorants in general) like to dive-bomb to get fish, unfortunately may of the fledglings die because they don’t know how do it properly. if they dont land perfectly straight they will break their wings on impact with the water. when i saw them they sat on a pole for 40 minutes without doing anything.

Things that expired with 2006

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when the ball dropped the following became stale:
1.) the old pin-up style (nobody wants to makeout with their grandmother)
2.) the goatee (for the fourth year in a row)
3.) people that like dane cook (for he himself was never fresh)
4.) playstation2 (you might as well unplug it)
5.) friendster
6.) kanye west
7.) the 1980’s
…

Chronic-What?-cles of Narnia

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[Samberg] Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon, call Parnell just to see how he’s doin’.
[Parnell] Hello?
[Samberg] What up, Parns?
[Parnell] Yo Samberg, what’s rockin’?
[Samberg] You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’?
[both] NARNIA!
[Samberg] Then it’s happenin’.
[Parnell] But first my hunger pangs, I stick it like duct tape.
[Samberg] Let’s hit up Magnolia and mack on some cupcakes.
[Parnell] No doubt the bakery’s got all the bomb frostings.
[Samberg] I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gosling…

[Parnell] Two!
[Samberg] No, six!
[Parnell] No, twelve!
[both] BAKER’S DOZEN!
[Samberg] I told you that I’m crazy for these cupcakes, cousin!
[Parnell] Yo, where’s the movie playin’?
[Samberg] Upper West Side, dude.
[Parnell] Well let’s hit up Yahoo Maps to find the dopest route.
[Samberg] I prefer MapQuest…
[Parnell] That’s a good one, too…
[Samberg] Google Maps is the best…
[Parnell] True dat!
[both] DOUBLE TRUE!
[Samberg] 68th and Broadway,
[Parnell] Step on it, suckah!
[Samberg] Whatchoo wanna do, Chris?
[Parnell] SNACK ATTACK, MOTHER-F*****!
[both] The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
Yes, The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
We love The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
Pass the The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!

[Samberg] Yo, stop at the deli, the theater’s overpriced.
[Parnell] You got the backpack?
[Samberg] Gonna pack it up nice!
[Parnell] Don’t want security to get suspicious.
[Samberg] Mr. Pibb and Red Vines equals Crazy Delicious!
[Parnell] I reach in my pocket, pull out some dough,
[Samberg] Girl acted like she never seen a ten befo’.
[both] It’s all about the Hamiltons, baby!
[Samberg] Throw the snacks in the bag,
[Parnell] And I’m Ghost like Swayze…

[Parnell] Roll up to the theater,
[Samberg] Ticket-buyin’, well, we’re handlin’,
[Parnell] You can call us Aaron Burr
[Samberg] From the way we’re droppin’ Hamiltons.
[Parnell] We’re parked in our seats, movie trivia’s the illest.
[Samberg] What Friends alum starred in films with Bruce Willis?
[Parnell] We answer so fast that we’re scary.
[Samberg] Everyone stand in awe when we scream
[both] MATTHEW PERRY!
[Samberg] Now, quiet in the theater or it’s gonna get tragic!
[Parnell] We’re ’bout to get taken to a dreamworld of magic!
[both] It’s The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
Yes, The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
We love The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!
Pass the The Chronic–WHAT?–cles of Narnia!

old pictures #1 & 2 1962 Sewer Blast

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i’m not sure of the legality of posting this picture and the ones that will be following, but i purchased the negatives from the estate of the photographer named higgins who worked for the philadelphia evening post.

“explosion kills 4 in sewer blast” sept. 1962

hey look! another crappy philly movie

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Invincible (2006)
From the producers of “The Rookie”, this inspiring sports movie will star Mark Wahlberg as a Philadelphia Eagles fan who has just lost his wife and his teaching job. He decides one day to show up for an open tryout for his favorite NFL team, only to see his wildest dreams come true.

Just look at that talented cast! The hoagie-talented Tony Luke Jr. makes special appearance. Greg Kinnear, Eagles coach? What?

On the brightside Elizabeth Banks (“tastes like burger”, and “do you like to… do it yourself”) looks to have a more headlining role.

Plus shes a Quaker; it’s hard not to judge abook by its cover – but I would never have guessed she went to Penn and/or graduated magna cum laude.

Richard Pryor

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I haven’t done any drugs now, its been seven months. I think I’ve done drugs since I was like 14. So this is first time in my life being sober and being off drugs too; it’s a real strange feeling.
If I had some drugs and shit now I wouldnt give a fuck. But I’d come off stage and I still wouldn’t give a fuck. Then by the time you’re fifty.. and alot of no giving a fuck… you miss part of your life. And you say to yourself, “What happened to your life?”
“I didn’t give a fuck.”

R.I.P. Richard Pryor (1940-2005)

xmas shopping

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a nun once repremanded me for using xmas instead of christmas, apparently “it takes the christ out of christmas”

xtopher has not even come close to begining his shopping.

oooh yip whooo

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i’m posting these lyrics because they’re not available anywhere on the internet
its from the movie grizzly man, the last song in the movie
don edwards – coyotes:

Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas,
his face was burned deep by the sun,
Part history, part sage, part Mexican;
he was there when Pancho Villa was young.

And he’d tell you a tale of the old days,
when the country was wild all around
Sit out under the stars of the Milky Way
and listen when the coyotes howl.

Oooh Yip oooh yip whoooo.

Now the longhorns are gone,
the drovers are gone, the Comanches are gone,
Geronimo’s gone, the lion is gone
and the red wolf is gone.

Well, he cursed all the roads and the oil
men and he cursed the automobile,
Said this is no place for an hombre like I am
in this new world of asphalt and steel.

Then he’d look off some place in the distance,
at something only he could see
He’d say “All that’s left of the old days
is the damned old coyote and me.”

One morning they searched his adobe,
he disappeared without even a word.
But that night as the moon crossed the mountain,
one more coyote was heard.

lackawanna valley – george inness

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George Inness
American, 1825 – 1894
The Lackawanna Valley, c. 1856
oil on canvas, 86 x 127.5 cm (33 7/8 x 50 3/16 in.)
Gift of Mrs. Huttleston Rogers
1945.4.1
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC

Rather than celebrating nature in the tradition of the Hudson River School, George Inness’ Lackawanna Valley seems to commemorate the onset of America’s industrial age. While documenting the achievements of the Delaware, Lackawanna, and Western Railroad, Inness has also created a topographically convincing view of Scranton, Pennsylvania. The artist took relatively few liberties with his composition, but in compliance with the wishes of his corporate patron, he intentionally exaggerated the prominence of the railroad’s yet-to-be-completed roundhouse. His inclusion of numerous tree stumps in the picture’s foreground, although accurate, lends an important note of ambiguity to the work.

Whether it is read as an enthusiastic affirmation of technology or as a belated lament for a rapidly vanishing wilderness, this painting exemplifies a crucial philosophical dilemma that confronted many Americans in the 1850s; expansion inevitably necessitated the widespread destruction of unspoiled nature, itself a still-powerful symbol of the nation’s greatness. Although it was initially commissioned as an homage to the machine, Inness’ Lackawanna Valley nevertheless serves as a poignant pictorial reminder of the ephemeral nature of the American Dream.

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