Archive for April, 2008

the death of spontenaeity?

Posted in Uncategorized on April 27, 2008 by hubricant

there is something to be said for the kink in the persian carpet… I’m not sure if I like the idea of software regulating sonic feedback.

Full flaps, 20 deg bank, runway 18, tygerberg approach, CPT

Posted in Uncategorized on April 27, 2008 by hubricant

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inspirational quotes

Posted in Uncategorized on April 21, 2008 by hubricant

…. are really irritating sometimes. I did however come across these ones recently:

Walter Winchell:
Optimist: A man who gets treed by a lion but enjoys the scenery.

Laurence J. Peter:
Equal opportunity means everyone will have a fair chance at being incompetent.


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Who’s that tall drink of water?

Posted in Uncategorized on April 19, 2008 by hubricant

I am so glad that Steve McQueen made the top 20 in the mancrush list. Although, I think i would prefer Han Solo to be notched up in the ranking a little.


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the seduction of the open road (and what happens when truck drivers don’t pay attention)

Posted in Uncategorized on April 18, 2008 by hubricant

The poor guy who lost his alligators must have had a tough time… here is my thought for the day.

hairy pussy on the loose

Posted in Uncategorized on April 16, 2008 by hubricant

I like lions. Here is one from this afternoon. Apologies for the misleading and crass title, but I couldn’t resist.

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One easy way to get a life

Posted in Uncategorized on April 16, 2008 by hubricant

Anything is possible. Thissite could best be described as art, rather than virtual reality.

chickens, radical veganism and gay rights

Posted in Uncategorized on April 15, 2008 by hubricant

I love to find interesting characters. The web is full of them. This guy is about the most interesting person I have found all day. His name is Bebe Carmon, and he apparently looks after about 250 rescued poultry. I am astounded and intrigued.

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more diversions

Posted in Uncategorized on April 14, 2008 by hubricant

One night in africa she found a native wounded by an arrow

Posted in Uncategorized on April 13, 2008 by hubricant

Just to prove that I don’t dwell on the sate of the world overly, i would like to introduce you to some of the influential literature in my life. Scoobydoo requires no introduction, and has been an inspiration in the formation of my morals, appetite, outlook on life, and my fear of ghost-inhabitated evil racing cars. Just because I can, I looked up another of my role-models from about 20 years back. his name is Firestorm. Interestingly his main features are that he’s schizophrenic, quite silly a lot of the time, and wears red clothes. The flaming hair is quite cool too.

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I read a bit on the ubiquitous oracle, wikipedia, and found the following description of one of his enemies, a were-hyena. I have some dim recollection of the particular issue in which she is introduced. I particularly like the language… “One night in africa she found a native wounded by an arrow” and “…if one of the Corpsmen hadn’t shot the creature”:

“Summer Day first appeared in Firestorm #4. Summer is the older sister of Ronnie Raymond’s girlfriend, Doreen Day. Summer’s father was a police officer who resented Summer because he wanted a son instead of a daughter. Over the years, Summer tried everything she could to live up to her father’s expectations, including joining the police academy, but nothing she did pleased him. When she failed at becoming a police cadet, he refused to speak to her. This was the final straw for Summer, and she developed an immense hatred for her father and all policemen. In an attempt to get away from her troubles at home, she joined the Peace Corps. One night in Africa, she found a native wounded by an arrow. When she called for help, he turned around and bit her face, causing her to pass out. She later discovered that the native had turned into a were-hyena and would have killed her if one of the Corpsmen hadn’t shot the creature. Sometime later, after having an argument with her father on the night of the full moon, Summer first changed into The Hyena”