Welcome back to WTF Wednesday, the day reserved for celebration of the whacky and the wild. My vintage shopping has been drastically curtailed of late by an un-house-broken puppy, so pickins are kinda slim this week.
But still, there is always some WTF: here we have a man so dedicated to weeding the front yard, yet so allergic to poison ivy, that he dons a tyvek hazmat suit to garden. you can order tyvek suits for under $10 each on amazon. they withstand branch and briar sticks. they seem to repel poison ivy, too. next we have a video that is bursting with FUN. it may make you scratch your head and say "huh?" or it may make you sell your belongings and go on ALO tour. "Falling Dominoes" (Official Music Video) - made by the indomitable Guadalajara Joe.
now here's a confusing vintage t-shirt i found last week:
oh seymour, what are you flocking about?
is demi a woman's name? or short for half? is a doctorette a nurse? a med student? hmmmmm....
last but not least, giggling pouncey and sugarhoney think that's a real knee slapper.
As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.
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sugarhoney is doing great. other than peeing everywhere, she is doing great. she likes to sit on the couch and snuggle. once it cools off, i think she is really going to like snuggling. i need to get a better picture of this, but she does the cutest hop when she is excited. all 4 limbs are locked straight, and she just bounces up into the air. this is the basic idea:
as promised, what seems like 16 years ago, i'm addicted to vintage t-shirts and am going to share some of my favorites here. we'll start with my most blockbuster of heavy hitters - my parents' college t-shirts. i don't wear these, but i could. first off here is my mom's souvenir from the University of Rhode Island SAE Spring Weekend 1970. it's a beautiful faded red-orange color. awesome contrast stitching seams
sweet v-neck style
ooooold sportswear label
best part is it's a nightshirt! pretty bold that the fraternity t-shirt giveaway is a NIGHTshirt. gotta love the 70's! (my dad was not an SAE. i'm not asking too many questions about how she got this one. just loving it.) the other most prized t-shirt in my collection is this one of my dad's also from URI, circa 1968.
extremely faded navy blue
distressed, but hanging in there
check out that 60's vintage champion runner tag
air conditioning vents on back these shirts are not for sale, nor will they ever be for sale. you know what, if somebody wants to send me $1 Million for them ($2M for both), i would part with them. other than that, forget it.
this concludes the priceless edition of 'my old clothes.' stay tuned for more of my favorites, ones that i actually wear, sometime in the near future.
sugarhoney passed her first checkup this morning with flying colors. she got two big shots in her scruff and did not even flinch. she weighs 16 lbs. she met two giant pit bulls who really wanted to play with her in the waiting room and was calm and cool as a cucumber.
she is the mellowest, laziest puppy i could ever imagine.
look who made cover of the daily puppy today! go over there and give her 11 puppy biscuits! i put 20 photos in her album, and it seems to me that they picked 9 of my least favorite to feature. maybe the editors were drunk, or maybe it's a random generator. anyway, here are some pictures i wish they had picked! sugarhoney tennis ball sugarhoney down the stairs leaping sugarhoney sugarhoney lies down when she eats pouncey, sugarhoney, and eli - family portrait ah well, i am very grateful she is featured at all - and next time on the daily puppy i will know to only upload the pictures that i want them to use!
And just like that, it's WTF Wednesday again - time to look at some bizarre things and wonder.
First we have an interesting "get rich from home" scheme that is better than herbalife:
Raising earthworms for profit! A multi-million dollar market. published in 1959, this book will show you how to grow a 4 pound parsnip and a 6 pound carrot.
Next we have a member of the species jackass americanus. Girls? Not even Asian women? Girls? Honk if you're a racist misogynist!
Last but not least, speaking of jackasses, no garden is complete without a burro garden planter - lifelike features with a saddlebag planter!
For only 5 books of S&H green stamps in 1975, this burro could've been yours. I like his spiked feet. WTF? As with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions. For more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf
well that was quick! there was a retriever-sized hole blasted into our hearts last week, and we stuffed it with a puppy. i have always said that the only cure for the dead dog blues is puppy shopping, and this weekend i put my money where my mouth is. like the griswold's pilgrimage to see a moose, on friday we took a pilgrimage 7 hours in each direction to ohio to see a puppy.
kevin grew up with a black lab female - night - and he really wanted another one of those. i grew up with crappy rabbits and really just wanted another lab - any gender any color. after some sleuthing, we found her online, decided we are crazy but who cares, and set off to bring her home. she is black, she is 8 weeks old, and she is bred to be mellow. her mother, princess, looks just like nacho with teats. her father, bear, is a sweet, calm, waggily boy. we met them both and wanted to take them home with us, too. awesome dogs.
sugarhoney and her mama princess
the clincher was she was born on june 6 - nachodoggy's exact birthday! i mean really.
sugarhoney in the heartland
here we are at a truckstop where she had a drink out of nacho's fiesta bowl. for all 7 hours, she slept quietly on my foot. at this point, she almost had her name changed to slippers.
when we got home, the introduction went well, and pouncey and eli were cordial, though not yet snuggly. pouncey finds this exciting. i am not sure if she is a dog, or a bear cub. what kind of animal is this? she was not afraid of the river, and jumped in the middle of the rapids. and sunk! kevin was right there, and she scrambled to the side just fine. it has only been 2 days, but we are head over heels for this pup. we have a long way to go with house training, crate training, and chewing, but we can already tell she is calm and smart and she has a heart of gold! nothing could ever replace nachodoggy, but it feels like some sweetness and light has returned to the house and harmonious balance is restored. aaaaahhhh!
moving right along, because there's nothing nacho liked more than something that makes ya go hmmmmmm.... here is week 2 of WTF wednesday (or friday) - that day reserved for scratching your head at the wide variety of whackadoo things human beings have created.
you really don't see enough golf ball crafts these days.
did you know vanna white has a series of barbie dolls in her likeness from the 1990's? vanna gold, vanna silver, and vanna platinum. would you like to buy a vowel?
am i seeing this right? par 6? 747 yards? are we on mars?
this one is not man-made, yet still elicits a WTF response. a giant limb wishboned itself on another limb. widow maker to the max.
here we have a lovely wall hanging - somebody took a picture of a lamb in a thicket, printed it out in poster size and had it professionally framed.
in more WTF news, we're looking for puppies and may be following the nacho trail of tears to ohio this weekend to pick one up. crazy? yes. completely. but hell, we never claimed sanity.
as with all wtf wednesdays, there are no answers, only questions leading to more questions.
for more vintage wtf wonders (for sale), click here: vintage wtf