GLYPHJOCKEY - KING O' THE WEB!
Did I mention?........ KING O' THE WEB!
Monday, January 31, 2011
Placomusophilia plus
Hey, when you clean your closet, you find scholarly treasures, beyond compare, or junk.
I added 9 more to my collection of Champagne muzzles since 2006! The original slide show with the new ones added is here.
I added 9 more to my collection of Champagne muzzles since 2006! The original slide show with the new ones added is here.
Labels:
champagne,
collectable,
junk,
placomusophilia
Sunday, January 30, 2011
"Just Friends" by Butch
Post-DVR viewing of TCM's marathon
Saturday, January 29, 2011
What The Hell Is Wrong With Amtrak?
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
2012 Artifact*
There's some symmetry here:
*Disclaimer: i don't believe in violence as a solution to political problems. I do not actually believe that Glenn Beck and Sarah Palin would kill or attempt to kill, even with a Mayan god's OK Barack Obama. I think that while heavily challenged, President Obama is doing pretty good - I wouldn't wanna be in his shoes. The humor is based on the mumbo-jumbo I hear from birthers, tea party members, quitters, crackpots, 2012-ers, the engineers I work with, and pundits who make up their own new acronyms and words on-the-fly. Peace and Love should be our guiding purpose. Lastly, as of this writing, I believe that Jared Loughner is schizophrenic and has no actual viable agenda that could tie him to Glenn Beck, Sarah Palin or the Tea Party - sheesh, already! USA! USA! USA!
Proudly banned by the 2012 photoshop contest cowards at Huffington Post
- It's kinda like post-hunting activities, which is one of Sarah's hobbies;
- Jesus taught in the ancient Americas according to LDS, which is Glenn's religion;
- It's all Mayan-y;
- If you don't love Obama, two birds/one stone (knife);
- If you love Obama, you're proud that he went down fightin'
- If it doesn't work, we'll all be dead anyhoo.
- It's not gonna work - so don't actually do/condone it.
*Disclaimer: i don't believe in violence as a solution to political problems. I do not actually believe that Glenn Beck and Sarah Palin would kill or attempt to kill, even with a Mayan god's OK Barack Obama. I think that while heavily challenged, President Obama is doing pretty good - I wouldn't wanna be in his shoes. The humor is based on the mumbo-jumbo I hear from birthers, tea party members, quitters, crackpots, 2012-ers, the engineers I work with, and pundits who make up their own new acronyms and words on-the-fly. Peace and Love should be our guiding purpose. Lastly, as of this writing, I believe that Jared Loughner is schizophrenic and has no actual viable agenda that could tie him to Glenn Beck, Sarah Palin or the Tea Party - sheesh, already! USA! USA! USA!
Proudly banned by the 2012 photoshop contest cowards at Huffington Post
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Betelgeuse - My Brain Doesn't Hurt a Lot

COOL UPDATE ON ALL MY PARANOIA HERE
Well, a little. It'll f-up Betelgeuse's left shoulder, and I will miss that familiar wintry configuration.
BUT MY BIG FEAR was that if it went supernova, and the commensurate Black hole formed was that its event horizon would be greater than the 1300 light years in distance it was from Mother Earth, and we would be sucked into it.
BUT I found that this was not even close, Ha! In short, it's Schwarzchild radius will be too short for this to happen.
And then after figuring all this out I realized that somewhere somebody with a doctorate (or perhaps a 10 year old girl) would have figured this out and Bowie would die even richer owing to his song Five Years gaining renewed meaning.
But since we're not going to die, from being into a black hole caused by the collapse of Betelgeuse's supernova, Moby, whose song We Are All Made of Stars ' assertion will be in fact demonstrated by the neutrino shower that will be caused by Betelgeuse's going all supernova, adding to Earth's (and all forms upon it's) mass, yet not earn him one thin neutrino bombarded dime more than his endless cell phone commercial presence.
BUT NOW I am scared that two suns will burn us to a crisp. What's the deal there, eggheads? Hah? HAH?!?!?!
Labels:
Betelgeuse,
David Bowie,
Moby,
news,
Sun,
supernova
Monday, January 24, 2011
I Admit It - I Know Nothing - Sylvia
I just discovered that the Pillow Talk Sylvia
is the same Sylvia as in Mickey and Sylvia,
and that she founded Sugar Hill Records!!! Jesus!
Oh sure- YOU knew all that!
is the same Sylvia as in Mickey and Sylvia,
and that she founded Sugar Hill Records!!! Jesus!
Oh sure- YOU knew all that!
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Directorial Math
Just saw Black Hawk Down for the first time, and it occurred to me:
You may commence disagreeing with me..............now
You may commence disagreeing with me..............now
Lighter, Less Howl-y

Smokey Hogg's version of Good Mornin' Little Schoolgirl, in which his record company wrests credit away from the legendary Big Bill Broonzy.
Over at Be Bop Wino Done Gone, first introduced to us by Baikinange on September 22nd 2009
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Hobo Dictionary OCR
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It had scanned images, but was unsearchable and out of order, so I OCRed it, and listed the terms below.
Another fine book is the fascinating Panzram, which uses many jail/criminal terms, explaining their meanings along the way.
GLOSSARY OF HOBO SLANGUAGE
Mission Stiff — one that eats in Mission soup lines
Bindle Stiff — one that carries a small bundle
Ding — one that bums cash on the street
Gay Cat — one that watches while the other does something generally illegal
Ding Bat — a tramp that is crazy
Wire — a tramp that makes wire articles and peddles then
Mush Faker — a tramp that makes a fake and peddles it
Dummy — a tramp that is deaf and dumb
Sticks - a tramp that uses crutches or sells pencils, or both
Chuck Simple — a tramp that is always looking for something to eat
Reader Stiff — one that carries a cheap peddlers' license or a doctor's report that keeps the law from bothering him too much
Wingey — a tramp without an arm
Legs — a tramp without legs; ironical, what?
Inside Ding — a tramp who bums business houses and offices for cash
Jingle Cat — a tramp who won't lot another tramp around his fire
Gandy Dancer — a tramp that works on a railroad track
King Snipe — boss of gandy dancer in his section or otherwise known as section boss
The Queen — King snipe's wife
Shine — Negro
Native — Local resident
Home Guard — the same as above, only more so
Hoosier — a greenhorn tramp
Okie — poor people from Oklahoma
Arkie — poor people from Arkansas
Tex — poor people from Texas
Booster — a tramp shop lifter
Lumps — a tramp that buns houses for only sandwiches and coffee
Hod Man — a holdup man on the tramp
Live One — tramp with money, or anyone with money
Mark — the same as above
Hack — sucker in a card game
Box Man — a safe cracker
Peteman — the same as above
Reader — a license, doctor's papers showing ill-health, etc. Doctor's papers can be bought at the right source
D. A. — District Attorney
Specs — a tramp with eye glasses, or who peddles cheap glasses
Wolf — a tramp to get boys for immoral purposes, usually assadomy
Punk — the boy who is the victim of assodomy (sic -me)
Gunsel — the same as above
Gazconie — the same as above
Fruit — a moral pervert
Fruit Merchant— the same as above
Queer — same as above
Hooker — a prostitute
Hay Bag - a woman tramp
Jingle Buzzard — a tramp that eats by bumming another tramp in the jingles
Jingle, or Jungles — the place down the track where tramps cook
Sticks — same as above
High-Powered Tramp — one who can bum anywhere and get it using all methods
Junker — a tramp who finds and sells junk to a junk dealer
Junkey --a tramp who takes dope
Timber — a tramp that works in the woods once in a while
Timber Beast — a man who works steadier
Timber — pencils or pencil peddler
Wine --a tramp that drinks wine to fill the tine
Dehorn -- a tramp that drinks rubbing alcohol all the time
Canned Heater — a tramp that drinks Canned heat all the time
Stool — informer to the law
Bird they call the pigeon — a stool pigeon, or informer
Town Clown — the Constable
Light Flyer — a tramp that sleeps and travels with an overcoat
House Cat — a tramp that bums houses
Sally Stiff — one that eats at Salvation Army soup lines
Words Having to do With Food
Slippins — gravy-
Odds & Ends — pieces of meat hacked off by butcher-waste
Hoofs & Horns — the same as above
Toppins — dry pastry
Gold Mounted Toppins — pastry rich on top
Silver Mounted Topping — not quite so rich
Punk — bread
Dummy -- bread
Lilly White — liver sausage
Rosy Red — Bologna
High Powered Toppins — pies and all extra rich pastry
Jimok - coffee
Shep — mutton or sheepherder
Gumps — chicken
White Wash Dinner — a meal with everything thickened with flour
Doe-gods — hot cakes
Bacon Butt — bacon ends
Scoff - to have coffee
Coffee Up — to bum houses or stores for coffee
Chuck Up — to do the same thing to get food
Nickel Up — to present butcher, baker and grocer with a nickel and a story - but short!
Dime Up — same as above
Pie Card — a meal ticket
Buzz Up — to eat another tramp's food
Spider — frying pan
Gallon Canser — a tramp who carries a gallon can to cook in
Fire Irons -- Irons used to lay across cane to cook on with he fire underneath, of course
Sleeping
Dice Box - large merchandise box to sleep in, generally used in the east
Balloon — a tramp's bed-roll
Flop - a bed anyplace
Flop-house — a cheap hotel or rooming house Kip — a bed
Hippins — straw or something to sleep on Sugans — quilts
Grouch Bag — Bull Durham sack fastened to the tramp's belt or on a string around his neck
Gander — to look
Gape — the same thing
Cat House — house of prostitution
Biscuit — a watch
Fake — anything a tramp doesn't have a name for readily
Clink — jail
Can — jail
Bohunk — about any foreigner
Boil Up Can — usually a five gallon can to boil and wash clothes in
Shackin Up — living in a shack and bumming the community
Jingling Up — cooking, washing, etc. in the jingles
Shive — a knife
Rod — a gun
Do a Stunt — work a little for food or money
Short Stake — one day to a week's work
Factory - any building that cans or makes things
Marble Orchard — a grave yard
Sniping — looking for a cigar or cigarette snipes
Grape Up — to talk nice to law or boss
Sally — Salvation Army
Double Cross - the Red Cross
Pogie — poor-house
Benny - an overcoat
Dashboards — bib overalls
Priding the Cushions — paying the fare on a train or bus
Words Concerning the Railroad
Hog — big locomotive
Malley — big locomotive
Cushions — passenger car
Gon — gondola
Flat — flat car
Crummy — caboose
Reefer —- refrigerator car, tramps ride in ice end if there is no ice in it
Cow Wagon — cattle car Box — box car
High Iron — main line of railroad and heavier rails
Frog — the point where switch is made from inside mainline track
Fish Plate — steel plate to hold rails on ties
Hogger — the engineer
Smoke Pot — the fireman
Con — the conductor
Shack — the brakeman
Flag — the flagman
Dik - the railroad police
Hull — same as above
Monday, January 03, 2011
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Fabric Pattern/Animated gif
From The Fleischer Brothers' Betty Boop cartoon A Language All My Own. July 19th 1935.
Here's the animated gif- a cool, but money-saving cycle:
I also thought that it would be a good fabric pattern:
Saturday, January 01, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Hey Dudley!
Friday, December 24, 2010
What Do I Want For Christmas?
A visit to the Bolex Universe
shooting expensive silent stock
with the best logo ever.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
shooting expensive silent stock
with the best logo ever.
MERRY CHRISTMAS
Saturday, December 04, 2010
Friday, December 03, 2010
plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose
From The Farmer's Daughter
This voice in American Cinema is gone. Who are today's Capras and Sturgeses? (And in this case H.C. Potter).
This voice in American Cinema is gone. Who are today's Capras and Sturgeses? (And in this case H.C. Potter).
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
An Amusing Exchange
I recently, being a rascal, made a half humorous comment at Huffington Post about something I really care nothing about- the fact that Daniel Radcliffe said that Emma Watson "kissed like an animal". The following exchange, ensued. (clik pic for big)
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
Satori for Some; Mini-Puke for Others
Max Bygraves performing a delightful tropical medley, weirdos.
Prince Buster promises to roll over in his grave once he croaks.
From the delightfully niche-y avec les poitrines Cosmobells
Friday, November 05, 2010
Happy Guy Fawkes
Light some fuses, Fawkers!
This robot puts on quite a show.
I remember watching a yob on the coal smoke fogged front garden of a Perth, Scotland row of homes firing off massive rockets on Guy Fawkes' Day. Exquisitely foolhardy and dangerous - the garden was the size of a postage stamp, with a one foot high fence. Across the street was a little girl in a beautiful frilly coat, like a china doll, screaming in tears - just abject terror at each blast, as I got closer, thinking she was locked out, her mother open the door and said, "Kylie! Wha' are ye standin' there? Come in th' hoose! Then she ran in.
The end.
This robot puts on quite a show.
I remember watching a yob on the coal smoke fogged front garden of a Perth, Scotland row of homes firing off massive rockets on Guy Fawkes' Day. Exquisitely foolhardy and dangerous - the garden was the size of a postage stamp, with a one foot high fence. Across the street was a little girl in a beautiful frilly coat, like a china doll, screaming in tears - just abject terror at each blast, as I got closer, thinking she was locked out, her mother open the door and said, "Kylie! Wha' are ye standin' there? Come in th' hoose! Then she ran in.
The end.
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Placomusophilia
Back In 11/26/06 I posted my collection of Champagne muzzle caps at GlyphJockey then this week I was handed an article from Wine Spectator about a chap in good ol' New Jersey, John Sekora who has collected 7,000 different ones, many quite exquisite. Further investigation led me to other collectors, and I guess this is a whole thing.
I used to work in Gross Winery, (delicious name, no?) as a kid, and one day while bottling their sparkling wines, we had to taste the wine in the refrigerated bottling machine because it occasionally leaked hydraulic fluid. Possibly owing to never having had a college boy working with them, the tasting frequency got more liberal, and pretty soon the fellow who was in charge of putting in the corks, a former Nazi colonel, let me do it - he had never let anyone in 15 years. It was a deal where you took the cork just off the 90 degree mark and went whack WHACK! and voilà , the cork was in. The pink bubbly had its effect though, and after I sent a Mentos-and-Coke-worthy geyser skyward via a misstep with the mallet I was assigned back to the inflatable rubber foil hood crusher, a weird kind of job, where one put the foil capsule on the neck of the bottle, shoved the bottle into a rubber hole, and stepped on a pedal to inflate the rubber bladder, crushing the foil neatly. Mind numbing despite its allegorical appeal. Shortly after my reassignment (and continuing to "ckeck quality") we were all singing Hank Williams songs- and the owner of the winery came in and scattered the entire crew out to the fields.
But I digress- Go look at these, and enjoy - it is an old world elegance that takes such detail and pride for something that ends up in the trash cans of finer establishments.
I used to work in Gross Winery, (delicious name, no?) as a kid, and one day while bottling their sparkling wines, we had to taste the wine in the refrigerated bottling machine because it occasionally leaked hydraulic fluid. Possibly owing to never having had a college boy working with them, the tasting frequency got more liberal, and pretty soon the fellow who was in charge of putting in the corks, a former Nazi colonel, let me do it - he had never let anyone in 15 years. It was a deal where you took the cork just off the 90 degree mark and went whack WHACK! and voilà , the cork was in. The pink bubbly had its effect though, and after I sent a Mentos-and-Coke-worthy geyser skyward via a misstep with the mallet I was assigned back to the inflatable rubber foil hood crusher, a weird kind of job, where one put the foil capsule on the neck of the bottle, shoved the bottle into a rubber hole, and stepped on a pedal to inflate the rubber bladder, crushing the foil neatly. Mind numbing despite its allegorical appeal. Shortly after my reassignment (and continuing to "ckeck quality") we were all singing Hank Williams songs- and the owner of the winery came in and scattered the entire crew out to the fields.
But I digress- Go look at these, and enjoy - it is an old world elegance that takes such detail and pride for something that ends up in the trash cans of finer establishments.
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Not Gibberish
And all this time I thought it was...... The Cocteau Twins have a great series of their videos at their official site. Replete with Thompson Twins-y/Fun Boy Three-sy hair and pre-shoegazing shoegazing.
We'll be sold to Roddy
Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops
Weeks in our company
Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops
We'll be soaked and ruddy
Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops
Weeks in our company
Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops
We'll be soaked when Roddy comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
We'll be soaked when around he comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
Taciturn to fellow
So try to turn to loan him these
Bruised your eye on her staff
So when he turned around he saw
Taciturn to fellow
So try to turn to loan him these
Bruised your eye on her staff
So if we send the Roddy, soaks
We'll be soaked when Roddy comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
(We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy)
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
(We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy)
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
AND OCH AYE! THEY'RE BRAW WEE SCOTS LADS and LASS!
Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops
Weeks in our company
Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops
We'll be soaked and ruddy
Comes for pearly dewdrop's drops
Weeks in our company
Buys the pearly dewdrop's drops
We'll be soaked when Roddy comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
We'll be soaked when around he comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
Taciturn to fellow
So try to turn to loan him these
Bruised your eye on her staff
So when he turned around he saw
Taciturn to fellow
So try to turn to loan him these
Bruised your eye on her staff
So if we send the Roddy, soaks
We'll be soaked when Roddy comes
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
(We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy)
Rows of pearly dewdrop's drops
(We'll be sold to Roddy, sold to Roddy)
Tis the lucky lucky penny penny penny
Buys the pearly dew drips soaks
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Mèngyǎn
I dreamt that I had live versions of these either in my bed or on the seat next to me along with a bunch of other wriggly vertebrate/invertebrate creatures. No actual silverfish, per se but certainly a sloppy loose amalgam of translucent wormy immature live seafoody bits.
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