tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209838262011-12-31T04:33:59.641-06:00I See FacesMaybe it starts as a little kid when your parents say goodnight and turn out the lights. Stuff that was one thing is now something else. Scary monsters. Funny clowns. Jabba the Hut. Coming from the mind of the girl who once thought there were tiny people in the radio and alligators under her bed, are photos of all the things that stayed alive after the light came back on. Oh, and also some funny signs.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.comBlogger1131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-81556724606644890172011-06-15T10:01:00.000-06:002011-06-15T10:02:19.177-06:00Come play wiff us! We promise not to disconnect again right before you defeat the boss!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-12524345169684045662011-06-15T09:55:00.001-06:002011-06-15T09:55:26.391-06:00Aaaaack! You caught me with the place in a complete mess!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-84675715468586136742011-06-15T09:52:00.000-06:002011-06-15T09:53:10.088-06:00Careful folks, he could charge any second.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-3652713094398519292011-05-26T06:00:00.001-06:002011-05-26T09:14:44.208-06:00Alien JasonHe once ruled with a hockey mask, terrifying victims before he
mercifully ended their screams. When the film had run out and the
editors went to after-parties, Jason stayed - when even the last buzz
of the stage lights was quiet. So quiet, only the rattle of a royal
rat's bracelet could be heard. So dark, the thingy on an airplane that
finds the horizon would be useless. Just as you, the Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-83095254053159758652011-04-29T00:34:00.001-06:002011-04-29T00:34:58.967-06:00Okra PoultryAt first it appeared to me as a rubber ducky, but I wasn't wearing glasses and I was holding it by the tail. I shouted to my surely excited family members, "Hey, okra duck!" And then a Jethro Tull song got stuck in my head for some reason, but that's not relevant. So I took a picture and when I zoomed in, I figured out that it was a beak, not a bill, and we were dealing with an entirely differentShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-33809523379315507722011-04-20T22:37:00.001-06:002011-04-20T22:37:33.326-06:00I'd be happy to swab the deck...Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-11136324543975007262011-04-01T17:27:00.001-06:002011-04-01T17:27:51.186-06:00Evil Unicorn in the VacuumShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-42364515135230039612011-03-09T17:41:00.001-06:002011-03-09T17:41:30.703-06:00Ain't nothin' like the real frogShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-25064756451658393212011-03-02T19:52:00.001-06:002011-03-02T19:52:13.648-06:00Butter up at meShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-86515237091698171282011-02-20T20:28:00.000-06:002011-02-20T20:29:33.884-06:00Napkin holder guy has the shock of no napkinsShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-61138602293976679632011-02-17T07:33:00.000-06:002011-02-17T07:34:35.077-06:00Pile o' faceShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-30327245815249770432011-02-16T18:03:00.000-06:002011-02-16T18:04:47.347-06:00Salty DogShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-60178863529595106122011-02-15T13:07:00.000-06:002011-02-15T13:08:18.009-06:00Oh no, I'm next!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-5145530899441467962011-01-15T11:37:00.001-06:002011-01-15T11:37:34.278-06:00Tea Grin!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-43083970595700436922011-01-15T11:30:00.001-06:002011-01-15T11:30:25.958-06:00Indifferent About RecyclingShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-23691598538575437552011-01-15T11:16:00.001-06:002011-01-15T11:16:49.386-06:00iPhone Plug FaceShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-63339175889635455332010-09-06T13:01:00.000-06:002010-09-06T13:02:24.984-06:00BucketheadShelli Russell - MySaline.com - Arkansite.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-57291489801484387592010-04-23T10:18:00.001-06:002010-04-23T10:18:32.518-06:001998 Sky Monster<<Mvc-027x.jpg>> Run! It has the power of a trillion lightning bugs!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-91301015123934643872010-04-10T19:15:00.000-06:002010-04-10T19:16:11.239-06:00What up, four eyes?Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-40839320837737537232010-03-12T19:15:00.000-06:002010-03-12T19:16:11.377-06:00No Laughs During Tinkle Time!Sent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-10577339859475309352010-03-12T18:56:00.000-06:002010-03-12T18:59:13.464-06:00Bulldog in My Console!Sent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-34032084890561597562010-02-28T18:07:00.000-06:002010-02-28T18:08:00.698-06:00Mr. McCuccinoSent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-18841928041222551342010-02-22T22:42:00.000-06:002010-02-22T22:43:39.815-06:00Tea GrinSent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-73158921728381441842010-02-22T19:37:00.000-06:002010-02-22T19:39:07.771-06:00Print Cartridge SingsSent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-15852629076518047742010-02-21T12:00:00.001-06:002010-02-21T12:00:45.034-06:00Frog-eyed Glove BoxSent from my HTC Tilt 2, a Windows® phone from AT&TShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-53468358789009766822010-01-11T03:26:00.001-06:002010-01-11T03:26:41.252-06:00Hamper PuppyShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-19470467243851237472010-01-10T12:42:00.001-06:002010-01-10T12:42:47.296-06:00Cabinet FaceShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-609684195166782102010-01-02T21:00:00.000-06:002010-01-02T21:01:14.477-06:00Dexter's spaceship faceShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-5504135196773800242009-12-30T20:54:00.001-06:002009-12-30T20:54:37.253-06:00My Candle My ReflectionShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-19863207070808380942009-12-30T20:17:00.000-06:002009-12-30T20:17:44.074-06:00Alien Surfaces on Pirate Ship! Yikers!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-37296946198375543842009-12-30T20:01:00.000-06:002009-12-30T20:02:04.159-06:00Jingly GrinShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-16162230974567572192009-12-21T13:34:00.000-06:002009-12-21T13:35:36.397-06:00Hurt Me With Your Laser Beeeams!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-51835827797677105202007-11-08T22:08:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:45.214-06:00I open the box with my solar yard lights and...I'm crazy koala bear box support! Gimme some candy!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-56659697448390998182007-10-05T22:11:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:45.413-06:00Tea lid blobby grinI put my tea in a spaghetti jar and bring it to work. After the journey to the job, the lid gets a little Rorschach-ness going. Face time! See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.com http://shketches.blogspot.com http://shellirussell.googlepages.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-34549397949146270422007-06-29T23:24:00.000-06:002007-06-29T23:35:30.107-06:00Happy, though lacking memory I took my SD memory card out of the little plastic case, holding it between my index finger and thumb, dreaming of the stuffs I would stuff into it. Then and I looked down. It was a beautiful moment. The case was just smiling up at me. It was my benefactor, yet it was overjoyed to let go of its memory and turn to a sloppy mush for me. Much mush sloppy.See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-54929880620042412852007-06-01T10:46:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:45.653-06:00Happy BagelNew toaster. Sleepy morning. Cram bagel in. Lean against fridge. Wake to spring action noise. Heyyyy, a happy face!See my other sites:BentOnBenton Shketches Shelli's Belly I See FacesShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-45019659233610311662007-02-27T19:00:00.000-06:002007-02-27T23:15:41.948-06:00Less than a face......but so much more than a mustache.See my other sites:BentOnBenton shketchesshelli's bellyShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-74743566135523851042007-02-20T15:50:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:45.844-06:00Fill in the blank"PUSH BUTTON FOR __________." I have a few answers myself that I'll post in the comments section. You put yours in there too.See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.com http://shketches.blogspot.com http://shellirussell.googlepages.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-4568206733086486232007-02-20T15:08:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:46.286-06:00House Party smileOne glass of this:And you start to see this:See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.com http://shketches.blogspot.com http://shellirussell.googlepages.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-28289576361862766882007-02-20T13:41:00.000-06:002007-02-20T13:50:22.716-06:00ATM GremlinHave you ever been hanging out at the ATM, just doin' your financial strategery, and already you have resigned yourself to the watchful eye of the security camera, but you get a second gander at the "machine" and you start to think about that Will Smith movie, I,Robot, where the things are supposed to be so smart and yet some of them are too smart, and maybe programmed a little too good, and a Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-12200847769316373202007-02-20T13:27:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:46.454-06:00Pea Zucchini Rocko's Mrs. Bighead FaceCheck it out! It's got the orange hair even. Cute and nostalgic as it was, I scarfed it. Thank you, Olive Garden, for the heart smart veggie pasta with bonus Mrs. Bighead from Rocko's Modern Life.See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.comhttp://shketches.blogspot.comhttp://shellirussell.googlepages.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-73544791584004729302007-02-20T12:27:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:46.767-06:00Ham n Swiss QuesadillaHow to make a Ham n Swiss Quesadilla: Slap one flour tortilla on the toaster oven rack.Slap 4 slices of ham distributed equally across tortilla.Slap one fraidy-cat piece of Swiss cheese on top of the ham.Say "hello" to the face in the cheese to try to make it feel at home.Go get the camera and take a picture of the cheese for your dorky blog.Crack cheese's face into 4 strips, ignoring fraidy Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-34834411896687551792007-02-04T10:48:00.000-06:002008-11-13T01:20:46.867-06:00Spy box My dad sent me the picture among some that he considered good I See Faces candidates. I don't know what he saw. I see Spy vs. Spy.See my other sites:www.BentOnBenton.comhttp://shketches.blogspot.comhttp://shellirussell.googlepages.comShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1153461367947219022006-07-20T23:51:00.000-06:002006-07-20T23:56:07.956-06:00In Case of Fire... In case of fire, please either jump in the hotel safe with all your friends, or dance on the staircase that has fire under it so you can pretend you are in a "new" ancient tribe that walks on hot stairs instead of coals. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1150697249523784552006-06-19T00:04:00.000-06:002006-06-19T00:07:29.536-06:00Father's Day Smiley Yes, of course we went to Outback Steakhouse for Father's Day. Like there's anywhere else to go. Anyhoo, this beaut showed up after I got up from my nap later in the day. Very happy I think. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1150612729078420602006-06-18T00:38:00.000-06:002006-08-31T14:11:08.576-06:00Sleeping Sack Ghost Captain's log: Stardate-17 June 2006. Planet-Local convenience store. >I bought a Diet Coke and some Chex Mix for me, and a honey bun for Ian. As I stretched my hand across the counter to pass the money to the lady, I noticed this little guy snoring. I was careful to think of what I might do next. 1. Take a picture without asking, and cause the lady to think I might be casing the joint... OR, 2Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1149998693107755672006-06-10T22:01:00.000-06:002006-06-10T22:04:53.106-06:00Wet Floor vs. Body PartsCAUTION: If you slip, your neck will become invisible. CAUTION: If you slip, your head, hands and feet will become detached. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1149997984596228572006-06-10T21:49:00.000-06:002006-06-10T21:53:04.606-06:00Pot PartyThey were so busted when I happened upon them. This one in particular was very surprised. Maybe this one was already paranoid, but he became very afraid of what might happen next. Okay this guy just got all small-eyed and throwy-uppy. But then there were a bunch of little ones that I guess were in the midst of ultra-happy and coasted straight into perma-grin. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1148277820932102382006-05-21T23:57:00.000-06:002006-05-22T00:03:40.933-06:00Popeye the Smoothie OR Smoothie Will Drink Itself This smoothie had two eyes for a delicious 3 seconds whilst I reached for my camera, and then Gracie bumped my arm and the eye on the right popped. You can still see the outline of it on the cup. Maybe it was the deliciosity that popped the smoothie's eye, because he actually appears to be drinking himself. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1148277250080850162006-05-21T23:50:00.000-06:002006-05-21T23:54:10.083-06:00homeland security he he camera Look. I'm walking toward the checkout, and I'm finished shopping when this bright orange package jumps out at me. Good packaging, because I almost thought it was a real product. Maybe it is, but I'm pretty sure the Homeland Security division of the United States Federal Government doesn't sell cut-rate surveillance cams at the Walmarks. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1148276902813158662006-05-21T23:42:00.000-06:002006-05-21T23:48:22.816-06:00Princess Oh No Looking at this, you know it was a premeditated face. It had to be, because it fits with the crown. Also good to be aware that Princess Oh No will nab the straw to your Sonic drink and begin chuggage. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1148276229750729402006-05-21T23:34:00.000-06:002006-05-21T23:37:09.760-06:00apathetic speaker party The really great thing is not that they're having a party and remaining quite dull, but look at the snaky red beard on this guy. Sweet! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146975362950622502006-05-06T22:13:00.000-06:002006-05-06T22:16:02.956-06:00Jetsons Maid Corkscrew Rosie has rein-robo-nated as my corkscrew. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146973378649177202006-05-06T21:38:00.000-06:002006-05-06T21:42:58.676-06:00Feliz Cinco de Mayo! I decided to do Taco Bueno for Cinco de Mayo on Friday. I had the menu at my desk, so I wrote on a posty note what I wanted before I left the office. Chicken Tacquitos, Nachos with Queso, Cinnamon Chips, and a Large Diet Coke (like the Diet Coke would make a big difference). I land it on my desk for the lunch munch and this Mexican Robot appears. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146780293517970142006-05-04T15:59:00.000-06:002006-05-04T16:06:12.180-06:00And then it hits youYou've seen a lot of faces everywhere - on trucks and houses and food - but none of them really satisfy you. And then one day, you're riding to a wedding with people and you're just hanging in the back seat of their van, and... ahhhhhHHH. A big comfy smile like the cool side of the pillow. Like the dryer vent in December. Like puppies in slow motion.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146779900278039962006-05-04T15:55:00.000-06:002006-05-04T15:58:20.276-06:00Ian had a pc story book...... and there was a character in the story that sang,"I'm a beeea-verrr, and I rap!And I wear a baseball cap!"Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146779608750555452006-05-04T15:49:00.000-06:002006-05-04T15:53:28.766-06:00face like a truck A mosquito or a fly maybe. Mosquitos are only this big in Florida, right? Wait! Round glasses... I think it's a Beatle!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1146515809210774372006-05-01T14:30:00.000-06:002006-05-01T14:36:49.223-06:00yOu WiLL aSsImiLatE So I'm driving along the Interstate, and suddenly my XM flips to techno and the a/c cranks up to Frosty Goodness. I did not "WANT TO PLAY A GAME" so I began to Google around my auto for the hack. When what to my wandering eyes should appear (or wondering, is it?) but a double-head-flapped robo boss with a vengeance my dear. It threatened to blind me with one bulb or two, but I scoffed and Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1145303542944509262006-04-17T13:51:00.000-06:002006-04-17T13:52:22.953-06:00Jack N Coke Samurai Jack! What are you doing in my Diet Coke? I figured you for a sugar hound. A naturalist! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1144959567186849832006-04-13T14:05:00.000-06:002006-04-13T14:22:53.576-06:00I find your lack of face disturbingImpressive. Most impressive. But you are not a french fry yet. * JHUN! JHUN! JHUN! JHON-JA JHUN, JHON-JA JHUN!!! *Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1144958691905729652006-04-13T13:57:00.000-06:002006-04-13T14:04:51.936-06:00Ian put this cable holder thingy on the entertainment center door, and it immediately started singing Shattered. "Sha-doobie, my brain's been battered" and then later on, it said "Don't you know the crime rate's going up! up! up! up! UPP!!!!!"Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1143351156412286942006-03-25T23:32:00.000-06:002006-04-01T23:01:47.940-06:00Here's another hap'nin stick people sigHere's another stick people sign. Hey, no parking on the dance floor, man. Nice robot, though.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1142927522001705742006-03-21T01:52:00.000-06:002006-03-21T01:52:02.013-06:00See my comic site. Here's an example...Shketches: can't find it?Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1141240985213397682006-03-01T13:22:00.000-06:002006-03-01T13:23:05.230-06:00google08a91bea805b629a.htmlShellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1141148307222841252006-02-28T11:37:00.000-06:002006-02-28T11:38:27.230-06:00 Poor lonely red sign board. He tries to smile but his mouth won't nearly turn up enough. He needs a friend. I'll just go to www.hookups4signboards.com and find someone for him... Oh! An answer already! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140645543154740202006-02-22T15:54:00.000-06:002006-02-22T16:35:05.523-06:00The night table grins sheepishly for being photographed without having dusted the lamp.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140645043082768132006-02-22T15:33:00.000-06:002006-02-22T15:50:43.143-06:00Can you see this one? It's in the wood at the bottom of the picture. There's a smiley face, but not a smiley or frowny. It's like a... uh... indifferenty face. Apparently when they changed the elevator controls whenever wayback, the wall couldn't have cared less, and still doesn't.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140643706052932542006-02-22T15:14:00.000-06:002006-02-22T15:32:52.276-06:00"I nearly, [strum strum strum strum]I nearly lost youuuuu..."That's the only song I can remember, because boys and girls, that's all they had. So from the Where Are They Now files, now you know that after their brief musical career peak in the early 90s, the Screaming Trees ended up in the wooded portion of my office parking lot.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140587439127047592006-02-21T23:47:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:50:39.126-06:00 Thank you for eating Styrobox. We know you have a choice. Keep track of your onion miles and earn a free straw. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140586857175503842006-02-21T23:38:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:40:57.176-06:00 Jolly good, mate, I just returned from the dentist. He says me alignment's the best of his patients in all of England. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140586584937087272006-02-21T23:33:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:36:24.936-06:00 Hey.Hey.Hey you! Banana nose stove!Hey, yeah. I like the bling in your mouth, but ya got knobby knees.And eyes.Knobby, knobby, handle-y eyes. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140586403970996892006-02-21T23:31:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:33:23.970-06:00 Kind of like David Bowie with the different colored eyes, but I don't think he has fish lips. I use these plastic plates a lot since they're easy to chuck in the sink or the dishwasher or the trash. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140585729255029282006-02-21T23:20:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:22:09.256-06:00 Her personality's not much to write home about, but when you look her in the face, man, what a dish. Rich too. Born with a silver sp... oh you've heard this one? Right right then, onto the next entry. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140585475348919492006-02-21T23:13:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:17:55.350-06:00 We've had this hutchy-cabinety thing for like a half year, and not 'til we put it next to the recliner (my optimal viewing area) did I notice the Tragedy / Comedy theme in the carvings. It's not obvious, so I gotta sit wonder every time I'm in the recliner whether the carpenter had pms or was bipolar or a thespian or all of those. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140585015180348942006-02-21T23:05:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:10:15.180-06:00 Alright well, I couldn't find a good picture of the seal I wanted, so here's Seal. I wanted the one in the movie Elf with Will Ferrell. I think there was one at least in the beginning of the movie, when Tinkletoes (I suddenly can't remember his name in the movie - is this entry mad cow, or what? [Denny Crane!]) was walking through the animated snowy scene and there were a few North Polish Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140584433202513792006-02-21T22:55:00.000-06:002006-02-21T23:00:33.203-06:00I don't know what to say. Sometimes you see a face at the beginning of a meal... and other times it's the end of a meal and there's a hot wing mouse that had a gory-licious run-in with some silver-plated fork tines and ended up splorting creamy peppercorn ranch guts, leaving you to wonder how his tiny foot got way in the middle of the plate, and where's the other foot? The forks not talking. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140583713400053382006-02-21T22:42:00.000-06:002006-02-21T22:48:33.410-06:00 Here's the story... of a clicker ladywho was bringing up, uh, some clicker buttons, uh, um... Whatever. You get it. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140582619004145922006-02-21T22:28:00.000-06:002006-02-21T22:30:19.006-06:00Find 5 faces in this gaggle of baskets. Um. I only found 3... What. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140582369400727602006-02-21T22:18:00.000-06:002006-02-21T22:26:09.406-06:00 I loved Petey. He was so cute putting his little paws over his ears when Alfalfa was singing. Here he is again on the porch. The ring around his eye hasn't washed off all these years. His smile is just as sky blue as it always was (most people never knew of his blue lips, since Little Rascals was filmed in black & white). In fact I think the only thing that's changed - and it hasn't hurt Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1140581058288155622006-02-21T21:51:00.000-06:002006-02-21T22:04:18.293-06:00 I don't know if you've seen this children's movie but it co-stars my office's security alarm (on the wall, left). The alarm is a character actor, so you may not have heard its name. Anyhoo! Bottom left, in costume, MOA (my office alarm) takes on the role of "Blanky" in the film "The Brave Little Toaster." Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1139879786925445722006-02-13T19:14:00.000-06:002006-02-13T19:16:26.926-06:00 Oh! I am surprised to see you this way! I will! Avert! My acrylic eyes! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1139879125089185852006-02-13T19:00:00.000-06:002006-02-13T19:05:25.096-06:00Every so often, I post a picture that is not related to the face thing. I have a deep affection for signs depicting stick people sustaining major injuries. This one is telling you that if you stay still while a soda machine falls on you, some soda will squirt out of 4 places in your skull. So... unless you want that to happen, move out of the way when a soda machine is falling. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1139537606985227482006-02-09T20:10:00.000-06:002006-02-09T20:13:26.990-06:00 Hoover be seein' two of stuff. How 'bout you and stuff? Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1139134144395068292006-02-05T04:03:00.000-06:002006-02-15T11:36:17.240-06:00 Grover says, "I used to be big. More loveable than Cookie Monster. I could wait tables like nobody even when the customer's voice is like the 6th grade horn section. And I still had energy to maintain my identity as Super Grover on the weekends. Then came that brat Elmo and his friend Zoey. All giggly when you tickle him and with the chicken dance thing. HENSON!! YOU TOOK MY SOUL WITH YOU!Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1139133278088313452006-02-05T03:50:00.000-06:002006-02-05T03:54:38.100-06:00 Hey Ant! I'm looking for my coat. I put it on this hook and it must have fallen off. Hey Ant! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138999928487192902006-02-03T14:50:00.000-06:002006-02-03T14:52:08.493-06:00I'm wooking at this box and it's wike wooking in the miwwow. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138772887867933502006-01-31T23:39:00.000-06:002006-01-31T23:58:01.310-06:00Your parents don't think to prepare you for this. "Who's the guy in my spoon?" Is it the Faux Belushi Kabuki? No. Next... Did the Ghost of Green Beans Past put Frank Zappa in there? Probably not. Oh, you're right Leon Redbone, the spoon's 'stache does point to the ceiling, whilst yours and Frank's don't. Welp, only one thing left since I already parodied Dali in this blog...IT'S-A ME-A, MARIO!! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138771598966098482006-01-31T23:25:00.000-06:002006-01-31T23:26:38.970-06:00I thought I left him on my desk in high school, but man, that dude is everywhere. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138652903464004942006-01-30T14:21:00.000-06:002006-01-30T14:28:23.500-06:00 This may seem like a stretch to you, but that's because photographs are 2D and when I drive to work, Tom Selleck is 3D. He lurks in my path Monday thru Friday. What do you want, Tom Selleck? You are too old to do the Magnum remake. See how they didn't use Don Johnson in the Miami Vice movie? Maybe you can snag a role in the upcoming Friends reunion shows. Or you could stand in the casting Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138649549147792772006-01-30T13:29:00.000-06:002006-01-30T13:32:29.156-06:00 At first I thought this messenger bag was a lazy bum, but then when I Googled up some images that might resemble it, I realized hey, this bag is just amazingly cool and you shouldn't mess with it. That looks like a cassette brief case, but you never know when a messenger bag is packing heat.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1138600318562910082006-01-29T23:47:00.000-06:002006-01-29T23:59:02.733-06:00 Zim is not amused at being compared to the bottom corner of a naugahyde seat cover. He clenches his fists to warn us of our doom! doom! doom! Either that or he's crushing your head. I didn't see the bonus face in the wood until I got the pic on the puter. Is he talking to Zim? Is he what sidekick Gir looks like in wood as opposed to metal? Is it part of the tree tribe from Lord of the Rings? Or Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137819744116187922006-01-20T22:54:00.000-06:002006-01-20T23:02:24.120-06:00 Ian cut out a piece of gala apple for Gracie - we were not having a gala - and this whale showed up. Whala, what are you doing in Ian's hand? And why are you all mad and stuff? I gave you a bionic tail to make you feel better. The middle pic is to point out some things that brought Whala to life. The eye - I think whale's don't actually have people-type nostrils - and the mouth of course, Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137817658068217902006-01-20T22:20:00.000-06:002006-01-20T22:27:38.073-06:00 The part circled is a moose with curly ears. Or the Grinch with a banana peel strapped to his head. Or Jim says Salvador Dali. I'm going with Jim on this one. Dali Camel Grinch. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137782816924086202006-01-20T12:31:00.000-06:002006-01-20T12:47:35.313-06:00 This rare purse frog hopped up on top of the blankeys in the living room chair. It had a lot to say, but I can only divulge the part where it knew the location of my extra set of keys.Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137558016520755262006-01-17T22:16:00.000-06:002006-01-17T22:20:16.523-06:00 Cookie Monster in my Mexico Chiquito's."C" is for uh... chips. This is the closest I have seen to Cookie Monster actually eating something as opposed to just mashing it with his gums and spilling it in the floor. I had to google for a while before finding a good picture of Cookie. He's been so commercialized, I kept finding "Baby" Cookie Monster. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137557590154215822006-01-17T22:09:00.000-06:002006-01-17T22:13:10.156-06:00 If you're from Arkansas, or if you know college mascots, then you don't need me to tell you this frozen chicken breast is an uncanny likeness of a Razorback. Okay, yes, I added the tail - but you can't fault me for that, since chicken breasts just don't come with a tail. Well, mine didn't. The rest is dead-on, though, am I right? It tasted good too. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137556826110938242006-01-17T21:58:00.000-06:002006-02-13T19:12:45.256-06:00 Okay, again, here's one totally unrelated to the face thing, but look at the little guy run! Run little guy! Don't let the fire get you! he he hee! He has no feet! Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137387181515840252006-01-15T22:52:00.000-06:002006-01-15T22:53:01.520-06:00 If you ever watch the Strongbad emails on www.homestarrunner.com, then you know this take-out box is channeling Bubs. I'm trying to remember, but I think it was a shrimp and fish combo from Cap'n D's. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137386430067148052006-01-15T22:36:00.000-06:002006-02-20T14:01:11.750-06:00 It's the cat sidekick from Hong Kong Phooey. It made me so mad that HKP never acknowledged the cat's crime-fighting abilities. I think the cat's name was spot. Anyway, this metal decorative thingy is above our mantel, and the cat is in there grinning at us. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20983826.post-1137374772903702832006-01-15T19:23:00.000-06:002006-01-15T19:26:12.910-06:00 This one's easy. I never saw The Blob, but I know when to be aware of things that could morph into sci-non-fi. Shellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17605107184244191696noreply@blogger.com0