Don’t ask me…
Don’t ask me…
A little bit of musical paleo fun (hat tip to Mr. Weitzenhoffer):
For those unfamiliar the video for the original “Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO can be found here.
[Aye, still among the living I be and meaning to sail back into blogging waters as soon as fair winds allow...]
You may want to wash this one before you wear it, it looks a little funky:
Yes, Evo-T’s is breaking out of the text only genre and moving into the world of graphics. Our first offering is a stylized germ (an original creation by yours truly) in both black (pictured above) for lighter colored shirts and white for darker ones. As always there are both men’s and women’s cuts available.
A percentage of every purchase goes towards keeping this blog running and keeping my lights turned on.
So give a hoot and buy a dang shirt! You won’t care much for the alternative…
Special thanks to my brother-in-law, George Pizarro, for helping clean up my pencil drawing into a presentable computer graphic image!
See also the latest Mr. Deity episode “Mr. Deity & The Marriage“, funny stuff!
Actress & comedian Julia Sweeney gives a very funny account of when her eight year old daughter asked her about the facts of sexual reproduction.
To be filed under “Better Know Your Blogger”:
The archaeological dig being conducted by my mother at my parents house continues. Unfortunately this time she has unearthed evidence that I may not be a properly licensed Dinosaur Hunter (at least in the state of Utah)!
It seems that while I got the license itself (when I was 10 years old), it was never properly filled out:
The address has been redacted, but missing from the original is the signature of the Deputy Lizard Warden of the time, Al E. Oup. This could be a problem next time I’m in Utah!
I had totally forgotten about this fun bit of tourist ephemera, which as it turns out, they still give out at Dinosaurland in Vernal, UT. In fact you can download a copy of the much fancier current Dinosaur Hunting Lic. from their website. Though I notice that the current Deputy Lizard Warden is now given as being “Al O’saurus” (obviously the Al E. Oup joke is for a past generation). But at least it comes pre-signed to spare future dinosaur hunters the legal difficulties that I am apparently going to have to endure.
Here’s a fun game kids, how many typographical and/or scientific errors can you find in the license?