I’ve had the hand-water photo for ages, or at least a few months. I probably got it at Break.com because I get a lot of shots there. But I never had a place to use it – know what I mean?
And here:
I was vaguely thinking about googly-eyes and comments like, “The Shuttle in it’s stealth mode – waiting for prey to pass by,” but it just never jelled.
And this one – I was thinking about titling it, “McGoo On Opiates.”
I’ve got tons more. Like:
This is just interesting as hell. They’re putting these opaque balls all over the body of water to prevent light from getting in the water and triggering some sort of mold or moss or whatever. You can see that – properly used – it could be a funny shot.
Likewise, this group of shots leave so many places to go:
and:
And:
That last one was sent to me by mesablue. I saw it called, “Teh Gay: The Early Years” somewhere.
…And – still – there will be more. Here:
The above photoshop is famous – and creeps out all women and most men. Please know that IT IS FAKE. I’ve kept it for months, but knew I’d never have a proper place for it. I’m not sure it has a proper place.
This one above has a place of honor – in the Stoopid! file.
Given my post dealing with FudgeButt, I grabbed these next two just today because they are on the same theme – grunge-rectums in music and terrorism.
And:
Now here’s one below I coulda done something with:
Or this beauty:
I mean, I could make up shit all day with any of these last shots above.
And the one below? Need you ask why I have it?
So there. Now there’s a bit more room in my “Photos for Wordpres” file now.
Now go brush your teeth.













January 2, 2009 at 8:19 pm
Happy New Year McGoo! Yer right – that nipple/eye thing or whatever is creepy as hell.
Hey I bought a new thinking machine today! WHOOT! They still have to build it though. The power and capacity of these things today is amazing.
January 2, 2009 at 8:34 pm
HNY to you too, Enas!
That “larvae breast” really makes me itch. It’s as bad as the botfly videos on youtube. Snopes says its a fake though, and even shows the LOTUS PLANT that the larvae-looking things were copied from.
A thinking machine? *McGoo fails to comprehend* What is a thinking machine? A Mac?
A brain? I want a new one. Mine is worn out and slowing down. But can I transfer the memory and software?
Ya know – I didn’t buy ME anything for xmas. Rats.
…and the market went back up a bit today. Hmmm….
January 2, 2009 at 10:09 pm
Yah, thinking machines = computers in Frank Herbert’s Dune parlance. Sorry, I though you were an initiate.
My parents are getting on in years and they’re slowing down a bit too. All the old memories are there but new stuff has a problem sticking. I imagine it’s kinda like what they had to go through with me when I smoked pot ;-D.
January 3, 2009 at 6:22 am
The labeling of the little kid and the nipple was cute but I think we all could have done without the guy in the football helmet. Some of us are having breakfast at this time of the morning!
Happy New Year!
January 3, 2009 at 7:41 am
Sorry – Enas. I wasn’t in “Dune” mode or I would have definitely gotten the reference. I’ve read and re-read the first three novels more times than I can recall.
Yep. As we age, things wear out, and that’s no shit.
Now, who else do I know that smoked pot all the time when he was young? Um…let me think…
Sorry Vilmar! But ya gotta take the world news as it comes. And that dumbshit in the helmet is news! Well….kinda….a little….
January 3, 2009 at 8:56 am
The water ball reminds me of an old B.C. Comics gag. Sarkozy’s wife is, of course, required viewing. The pomegranate tit is disturbing, but not as disturbing as the fag hair band–hopefully its one of their skulls the metal brothers are displaying.
January 3, 2009 at 9:16 am
Apropos of your “nobel prize” title tag, I submit this, found over at doubleplusundead. The only problem–no cheese.
January 3, 2009 at 9:47 am
cbullitt – I am hopeful that the skull belongs to one of their former members. Let’s hope they continue the practice on each other.
You won’t believe me, but that recipe – in different form, presented elsewhere – is PRECISELY what initiated my Nobel Prize title change!
….and I saw that video last night somewhere and had that stupid da-dat-dat-da da-dat-dat-da song in my head all night.
I saw the step-by-step procedure (in photos, though) somewhere on my blogroll (someone, please remind me where I saw it) a few weeks ago, and was stunned!
(I wonder if it was at DPUD also?)
First, I marveled at the basket-weave bacon creation experiment (I wanted to do one myself immediately), which was shown in-process, and after cooking and flat and crispy. Then I was stunned to see them do another one, but roll meat/sausage/whatever in it and bake it like a meatloaf! It was at that point that I said to myself, “This chef should get the Nobel Prize”. The rest is history.
I has no idea that there was crumbled already-crispy bacon wrapped inside the meat filling!
Now we’re almost talkin’ Medal Of Honor levels of achievement. Not quite, but in the ballpark. Maybe that Congressional “Freedom” medal, or whatever its called.
Update: A photo over at http://www.bbqaddicts.com/blog/recipes/bacon-explosion/ looks like what I originally saw, but somewhere I saw the basket-weave bacon thingy (all by itself) cooked and all flat and crispy. Boy! It looked good. I could just eat a few of ‘em all by themselves – like big potato chips except being bacon.
January 4, 2009 at 5:35 pm
[...] Steamboat McGoo has an odd post where he dumps all the images he couldn’t figure out how to use. [...]
January 4, 2009 at 5:44 pm
That guy in the Satan costume, btw, is a fixture of the Tour de France. He’s kinda famous for doing that.
January 4, 2009 at 5:48 pm
Welcome, Michael. And thank you very much for the link!
I didn’t know that. I just assumed he was some amusing person having some fun. He acts…..strange.
Do you know if anyone knows why he does what he does?
January 4, 2009 at 6:16 pm
[...] BUt I never had a place to use it – know what I mean? And here:. 03_skyabove. I was vaguely thinking about googly-eyes and comments like, “The Shuttle in it’s stealth mode – waiting for prey to pass by,” but it just never jelled. …[Continue Reading] [...]
January 4, 2009 at 6:17 pm
His name is Didi Senft, from Germany. There is a brief Wikipedia article about him.
January 4, 2009 at 6:20 pm
OK. So he’s a harmless strange person who’s found his niche. Cool.
Thanks!
January 4, 2009 at 6:22 pm
He does it on every stage of the race, and the riders kinda look forward to him. He’ll mark the road with a trident ahead of where he is.
January 4, 2009 at 6:27 pm
Ah! That was not clear to me and my muddled mind when I read the article. I saw where it said something about “marking the road ahead”, but it wasn’t clear.
But you have to admit – the photo would lend itself to many tall-tale/made up silliness possibilities.
January 4, 2009 at 6:27 pm
I don’t think he’s a harmless strange person, I think he is actually doing something charitable.
The Tour de France is undoubtedly the most grueling, physically challenging, and emotionally exhausting sporting event on the planet.
Didi shows up and adds a little much-needed humor to help the peloton on its way through their suffering.
I respect him for doing that.
January 4, 2009 at 6:28 pm
What does the crowd think of him?
January 4, 2009 at 6:31 pm
They love him.
January 4, 2009 at 6:34 pm
It’s my fellow Texan Lance Armstrong, of course, that got me interested in the Tour, because he specializes in that one event. It is an amazing thing if you study it a little. Half the battle is the politics going on in the peloton between teams.
January 4, 2009 at 6:35 pm
That’s what made Lance so great. Everyone was afraid to piss him off.
January 4, 2009 at 6:38 pm
I seem to be getting significantly more new links and commenters these last few days. Yet I haven’t changed my (heh) so-called style or recent post content to any great extent. My hit rate has also been abnormally high. Notably so.
What brought you here now, Michael? Or have you been lurking all along?
None of my business, of course. Ignore if you like.
I lived in Texas (Dallas/Plano/Carrollton) for the better part of 20 years. If I was going to move again, it would be to Texas.
January 4, 2009 at 6:39 pm
And … should I ask? How did that last TdeF drug thing end up?
January 4, 2009 at 7:15 pm
I enjoyed your pics, Steamboat. I’m here ’cause hubby-Michael linked you.
January 4, 2009 at 7:17 pm
What brought you here now, Michael?
I saw you on my dashboard as a referring site (probably because you were going to IB using your blogroll), followed it back, looked around, liked this post and linked it.
I have this reciprocity policy. When I see some hits coming in, I try to find an excuse to send some hits back. It’s stupid to think about other sites as competition, and far more useful to think of them as community.
What the heck, it’s not like there’s any money involved.
January 4, 2009 at 7:23 pm
Of course, the reciprocity policy does not apply to The Hostages, who are an evil and profane blight upon the moronosphere.
January 4, 2009 at 7:32 pm
I don’t personally use the A&A blogroll for my own surfing. It is substantially duplicated on my Bookmarks toolbar in Firefox, though. And I haven’t been to IB in a while – I think.
So that means someone perusing my blog saw your place on my blogroll and clicked over for a look. Good!
I, too, do not “compete” (so-to-speak) with other blogs. Ha! How could I? And I don’t get any revenue from this thing – its a net cash sink. And I also try to send traffic – what traffic I have – to folks who mention me.
Speaking of cash sinks – my rent on 5G of storage here is due in a week or two. I don’t need the space, but I want the extended upload options WP grants with it.
And – you know? – what your blog says at the top is right: blogging is easy – even fatiguing and sometimes boring. But commenting; that’s an art.
I’m wondering if the overall writing ability of the general public will improve (slightly – from execrable?) with the explosion of texting, IM’ing, blogging, myspace’ing and the like. Writing – communicating – effectively requires that a thought be framed clearly before being put into text. That takes practice.
Naaaa…no way!
January 4, 2009 at 7:39 pm
Doping used to be rampant in cycling, where tiny amounts of energy can make a huge difference. Lance is the most tested athlete in history, and has never been found guilty.
He also has a freakish body, from the fast-twitch vs. slow-twitch ratio of his muscle fibers, to his lung capacity, to his enlarged heart, to the unusual ratio of his leg bones that make his pedaling more efficient. It’s almost like God designed him specifically to ride a bike on uphill mountain stages.
January 4, 2009 at 7:44 pm
Lance also understood the psychology of the sport.
He would do really difficult training runs on a Colorado mountain, and then call his competitors in Europe to chat, and mention where he was.
January 4, 2009 at 7:48 pm
I’m gonna hazard a guess that you are a REAL Tour de France & Lance fan. I can’t quite put my finger on why…
Have you been there? To France during the Tour? Where are the photos and your story write-up? *glares at Michael menacingly*
I spent a week or so in Paris and down in the Chateau country years ago. Nice…but, as someone once said, the main problem with France is that it’s inhabited by the French.
I seem to remember reading in an engineering journal somewhere that a bicycle is the most energy-efficient mode of human transport ever invented.
True?
January 4, 2009 at 7:49 pm
I mean, he would call them from the peak of the mountain, just to let them know how hard he was training.
That guy scared everyone on the Tour, and for good reason. He was a fanatic.
January 4, 2009 at 7:51 pm
Psych’ing out the competition is part of the game.
If ya can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen…!
January 4, 2009 at 7:56 pm
Never seen the Tour.
I’ve only been in the south of France, driving up from Barcelona and doing the Med coast. The people were all actually very nice, which was a disappointment to me, because I am pre-disposed to hate the French.
I suppose that you have to go to Paris to encounter the truly hateworthy French, but I have nver been to Paris.
January 4, 2009 at 8:03 pm
Oh, yes. I was hated in style in Paris.
Fortunately, I was the guest of a buddy of mine doing physics research there (at the “Pierre Et Marie Curie blablabla Ecolee Institute, or whatever) on a special “visiting alumnus” invite, and his girlfriend-at-the-time. She spoke fluent french and bailed me out of most of run-ins with the locals.
Get outside of Paris or Marseilles and the folks are like anywhere else – nice as can be.
January 4, 2009 at 8:04 pm
But commenting; that’s an art.
Retired Geezer actually created Innocent Bystanders, and gave it that tagline.
It has been our theme ever since.
January 4, 2009 at 8:09 pm
I’m sorry to leave you there in limbo, Cathy! I hadn’t been checking my mod queue…
Welcome, and thank you about the photos. I wish I could attribute all of them properly; the photographers deserve proper credit. But I’m a great collector of odd-ball shots, and a lousy recorder of where I got them.
Come in, come in. I’m a bachelor, so don’t mind the dust…
January 4, 2009 at 8:14 pm
Hi McGoo,
Came here from Michael. Love the pics.
January 4, 2009 at 8:15 pm
I actually studied the French language in my youth, so I know that écoles means serious bullshit.
January 4, 2009 at 8:20 pm
I also know that, in French, “Institute” means “people getting paid by the government to do nothing.”
January 4, 2009 at 8:23 pm
vmaximus – yo! Thanks. They were stacking up. had to get them out to make room for future surf-swiping of photos.
Michael – That Pierre et Marie blabla ecole Institute is the one either started by – or made famous by – Marie Curie. I actually saw (and snuck a touch) her original lab notebooks. They are stored in a lead container because they are radioactive.
My buddy was ostensibly “doing research” there but was really teaching the “Fwench” how to grow exotic semiconductor materials.
It’s a truly French characteristic that the place had to be named with Pierre’s (the males) name first, even though Marie was the star.
Did you know that she was nearly denied the Nobel Prize (either the first or second time) because – after Pierre died – she had an affair with a married man? Oh! Those French….!
January 4, 2009 at 8:25 pm
Doing nothing? Damned right. My buddy said the french folks worked about an hour a day.
January 4, 2009 at 8:26 pm
Did you know . . .
No, I did not know that, but thanks for giving me another reason to believe that the French are despicable.
January 4, 2009 at 8:30 pm
Yep. But they make damned good bread. I could live on fresh baguettes.
Yeah – Marie is the only person who got Nobels in TWO different fields. And her hubby Pierre, her daughter, and her hubby Joseph(?) all also got Nobels.
Brains must have squirted out their famblies’ ears when loud noises occurred.
January 4, 2009 at 8:31 pm
“DespicabLe” 비열한, 비난할 만한
January 4, 2009 at 8:33 pm
^
I fucked up and posted too soon.
That’s the Korean version of “despicable.”
January 4, 2009 at 8:37 pm
Heh, I was just cutting and pasting it into babblefish and – by Circe – Korean was what I was gonna try first.
…and it translates to: Will be mean, will criticize
Close enough to dispicable, I guess.
Are you familiar with http://www.engrish.com/ ?
January 4, 2009 at 9:51 pm
I love engrish. Funny as shit.
AS for the Tour, I happened to be in Amsterdam in 2000 and Scandiland in 2001 while the Tour was going on and were able to get some English Language Pan European Sports Channel. They showed whole stages uncut, and unedited, which was cool. Damn, seeing it live versus the chopped up shit broadcast over here (before we got Versus on our system in 2004) impressed me even more.
I never saw the Devil Guy, but I did see some guy in a Superman costume at a bunch of the stages running alongside some of the big stars.
And Michael is right about politics and the peloton. Wile every team wants to brag that they sponsored the winner (Discovery Channel and the USPS with Lance), a lot of bragging rights goes toward which team wins the overall team competition.
Oh, and I always was afraid of Grimace.
January 4, 2009 at 10:00 pm
I was wondering about engrish.com because of Phillip K. Dick’s book, “Galactic Pothealer” – which I read when I was young.
In it, the main character whiles away his time playing a game with other folks videophonically (I think) – his version of the internet. It’s played by taking a famous or well-known phrase – say, “The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak” and translating it into another language via computer.
Then you take that result an translate it into another language, and so on until you reach an interesting or weird result – like “The vodka is good but the meat is rotten”
(You translate each intermediate result into english to see how it comes out)
You submit the final (English) result to your friends and ask them to figure out the original expression.
January 4, 2009 at 10:37 pm
Thanks for the heads up on the weird nipple/? pic. That would have given me nightmares.
January 4, 2009 at 10:49 pm
You’re welcome nicedeb. And thanks for dropping by!
That photo is perhaps the most disturbing photoshop I can recall seeing. It helps a lot to know it definitely is not real.
I understand that the site postsecret had it up a while back and got tons of protest mail – begging them to take it down. They even voted on it publicly!
January 4, 2009 at 11:25 pm
Hope the lady in the bottom pic had some sunscreen.
January 4, 2009 at 11:36 pm
Welcome skinbad.
I was told that that lady is the young wife of an old Grand Prix team/car/whatever owner and he’s a filthy rich Grand Poobah of racing. He’s allegedly worth Billions. Don’t recall his name.
I was also told that she went through half of the Italian government before landing the rich guy. She’s very expensive. Used to be a model.
I bet he’d buy her a sunscreen factory if she wanted one.
January 5, 2009 at 3:11 am
I may have created Innocent Bystanders but Michael and the other Commenters are what make it great.
AFAIK, we have published a new post every day since it started…. well with a little fudging on the date, maybe.
January 5, 2009 at 4:57 am
I’d mentioned earlier that – IMHO – commenting is the best part of blogs. And the hardest part. S. Weasel has claimed that she cherishes good commenters, and she has a sign saying “The best stuff is in the comments”.
Looks like I’ve heard from a good percentage of the entire IB community in the last few days.
Oh! I forgot. Welcome, Retired Geezer, welcome. Kick your shoes off and make yourself comfortable.
Next time nicedeb shows up I need to congratulate her on her Blog Award Finalist nomination. She will be getting my vote(s) of course.
January 5, 2009 at 9:50 am
They’re putting these opaque balls all over the body of water
Maybe they just wanted to dip their balls in it?
January 5, 2009 at 11:30 am
Yes, WP, they were doubtless simply testeing the waters for temperature prior to a refreshing dip.
Welcome, by the way! How many more IB’ers are left?
Sorry, I may have been late in freeing you from moderation: I was out shopping for comestibles (scotch, actually) to last through the freezing precipitation expected today, tonight, and tomorrow. In these tough environmental and economic times, ya can’t be too intoxicated.
January 5, 2009 at 7:17 pm
How many more IB’ers are left?
You sorta hit the bottom of the barrel when WickedPinto showed up. Now you’re going to get rants at 3 a.m.
January 5, 2009 at 7:32 pm
Hah! I like WP’s comments everywhere I see them. He’s a free spirit.
Besides, I’m usually awake at 3AM anyway. Bring it on!
I voted for nicedeb today! And AoS! And WUWT!
*sticks chest out proudly – raspberrys the world with utter impunity! Pbbbbt!*
I just did it – and I’m gonna do it again tomorrow!
*lecherous giggle*