FROST LIGHT:
This photo was taken by Dan Meyer who is probably my favorite farmer in the world. And while it’s true that I don’t know many farmers, it is also true that he can take some amazing photos as well as grow really yummy organic food. He’s pretty talented.
SHAKEN, STIRRED AND…not long for this world. My guess is that a spy in service to The Queen has decent insurance and stuff.
AND BOOM GOES THE DYNAMITE: Or at least most of the Rocky Mountain states. And the Plains states. Also, part of the Southwest, much of central Canada and perhaps the whole damn planet.
CYBORG SPERM: And it’s not what you think. Except for the part that is.
INCOMING:
I. Can’t. Wait. And I know, I know, I know everything that the haters have to say on Wes. Don’t care.
BIG BRASS BALLS: And absolutely no class. Or pride. Or ethics. Or decent hairdresser.
WE BEGIN BOMBING IN FIVE MINUTES: About as long as it takes you to read this. And yes, this is in the vain of recent memorable links about sodas and Subway. I’m just playing with you now.
TOO LEGIT TO QUIT: Bitcoin’s buying power keeps growing. I wonder how this complicates the closing process?
AND ALL THE UGLY CHRISTMAS SWEATERS WEPT:
The best part about this is his total lack of concern for what others might be thinking. He is just doing his phone thing. No biggie. (Thanks to reader Scott H for this.)
HISTORICAL TYPO OF THE DAY: The militarization of the fat man in the red suit. Oh, and the typo explained. That too.
TIGHT JEANS: They’re wreaking havoc on your Benjamins. Or something. (Eric H – thanks for the tip!)
THE GREAT FRENCH HOPI REPATRIATION PLAN: This is all kinds of terrific. I hate people a little less today. Hooray.
FOR THOSE WHO CELEBRATE CATURDAY EVERY DAY: This would seem to be the story behind how they came to rule us stupid humans.
DECK THE HALLS:
DON’T BE LIKE THIS GUY: So many words. None of them suitable. Bums and broken shot glasses. You have been warned.
BUT THEN THERE’S THIS: Cannot be unseen.
OH THAT’S NASTY TRIFECTA: Ta-da.
INCOMING!
Need something else to read?
- On the off chance you were the only other person besides myself to miss this, you’re welcome.
- Perhaps you’re already thinking about spring?
- Discussions happen.
Tim Johnstone is Dappered’s music correspondent as well as our resident gatherer of all things interwebs related.
I’ve often mused about the quantity-of-drink thing with regard to Dappered’s other favorite super spy (and his mother/boss)
The battle scenes in that Tom Cruise trailer seem based on the book Starship Troopers (no, not the horrible movie – the book, which is actually a great read).
Agreed. Being that one of my favorite things to do is pour something that you can sip on for awhile, and then read… I’ve often been having a drink or two while reading a Bond book. And in the book, Bond knocks back like seven in an evening. And then shoots someone.
I have four in one night of reading and I can’t get the toothpaste on the damn brush.
Are you sure it isn’t like “the wall” that runners experience? I hear after that 5th drink it’s all a breeze…
That must be it! I’m bonking. GRAB A SHOTBLOK AND POWER THROUGH!
Bond’s probably in greater danger of dying from lead poisoning, and/or sharks with laser beams on their heads, than the long-term effects of alcohol abuse.