Digital Harry Potter Characters part 4

Neville, Cho, Dobby, and Tonks.

Cool Story, Chief Brody.  Tell it again.
Is it legal to riff on a meme you don’t entirely understand?  I hope so.  Anyway, also available on shirts and such.

Cool Story, Chief Brody.  Tell it again.

Is it legal to riff on a meme you don’t entirely understand?  I hope so.  Anyway, also available on shirts and such.

heyoscarwilde:

Wild and Crazy Guy(s)
Steve Martins illustration by Scott Derby :: via scottderby.blogspot.ca

heyoscarwilde:

Wild and Crazy Guy(s)

Steve Martins illustration by Scott Derby :: via scottderby.blogspot.ca

The Franklin Mint, always known for its authenticity and attention to detail, got this one right. Not only is the guitar a right-hander strung for a left-handed player, but also the headband is completely soaked with LSD.

The Franklin Mint, always known for its authenticity and attention to detail, got this one right. Not only is the guitar a right-hander strung for a left-handed player, but also the headband is completely soaked with LSD.

deantrippe:

Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day at TDW.

Four-year-old comic book fan Anthony Smith is deaf in his right ear and has hearing damage in his left. He also refused to wear his hearing aid (which he calls “Blue Ear” because it is blue), because “superheroes don’t wear hearing aids.” So in a long-shot attempt to help her son, Anthony’s mom emailed Marvel for ideas.…Not only did Anthony receive an image of the superhero Hawkeye, who lost 80 percent of his hearing back in the ’80s and wore hearing aids — Anthony also received a drawing, by Nelson Ribeiro in Collected Editions, of a brand-new superhero: “Blue Ear.”Now, with his hearing aid back in, Anthony is able to “fight battles and help people.” His preschool, for hearing-impaired kids, recently hosted a superhero week to inspire the students to overcome their limitations.

Anybody else wanna tell Nelson Ribeiro he’s the raddest? Good on ya, dude.

deantrippe:

Heartwarming Tearjerker of the Day at TDW.

Four-year-old comic book fan Anthony Smith is deaf in his right ear and has hearing damage in his left. He also refused to wear his hearing aid (which he calls “Blue Ear” because it is blue), because “superheroes don’t wear hearing aids.” So in a long-shot attempt to help her son, Anthony’s mom emailed Marvel for ideas.



Not only did Anthony receive an image of the superhero Hawkeye, who lost 80 percent of his hearing back in the ’80s and wore hearing aids — Anthony also received a drawing, by Nelson Ribeiro in Collected Editions, of a brand-new superhero: “Blue Ear.”

Now, with his hearing aid back in, Anthony is able to “fight battles and help people.” His preschool, for hearing-impaired kids, recently hosted a superhero week to inspire the students to overcome their limitations.

Anybody else wanna tell Nelson Ribeiro he’s the raddest? Good on ya, dude.

antiqueadventures:

The August Council of Fun Enthusiasts
Pictured here, the first meeting of The August Council of Fun Enthusiasts, a loosely connected group of grumps and misanthropes who banded together and formed the club in the hopes of raising their consistently low spirits.  Pictured (from left to right) BACK ROW: Penbroke T. Hightower (treasurer), Wallace Fallington III (president. Named to the position as he was the only member able to convincingly smile), Corvis McKlellen (completely insane), Gregory Stevens (party planning). FRONT ROW: Nick Vinciti (security), Lola Malone (chief dog-hugger, self appointed), Melinda Fitzgerald (professional whistler), and Alexis Marie Fillingsber (a woman whose direct eye-contact would reduce anyone to tears).
Group outings included kite flying (cancelled due to poor weather), bike riding (cancelled due to no one owning bicycles), dog walking (cancelled due to dogs not feeling like it), and painting (actually held, but resulting in some terribly depressing paintings).
Note: the dogs (Farnsworth and Miss Blueberry) were also chronically depressed.

antiqueadventures:

The August Council of Fun Enthusiasts

Pictured here, the first meeting of The August Council of Fun Enthusiasts, a loosely connected group of grumps and misanthropes who banded together and formed the club in the hopes of raising their consistently low spirits.  Pictured (from left to right) BACK ROW: Penbroke T. Hightower (treasurer), Wallace Fallington III (president. Named to the position as he was the only member able to convincingly smile), Corvis McKlellen (completely insane), Gregory Stevens (party planning). FRONT ROW: Nick Vinciti (security), Lola Malone (chief dog-hugger, self appointed), Melinda Fitzgerald (professional whistler), and Alexis Marie Fillingsber (a woman whose direct eye-contact would reduce anyone to tears).

Group outings included kite flying (cancelled due to poor weather), bike riding (cancelled due to no one owning bicycles), dog walking (cancelled due to dogs not feeling like it), and painting (actually held, but resulting in some terribly depressing paintings).

Note: the dogs (Farnsworth and Miss Blueberry) were also chronically depressed.

Happy Mother’s Day from BB (and B.B.)

PAWN STAR WARS
Also available on shirts and such via Redbubble.

PAWN STAR WARS

Also available on shirts and such via Redbubble.

blowncovers:

We’ll miss you.

(via calamityjon)

antiqueadventures:

Happy as Hawaii
Maybe it had been the rhythym of the Hawaiian drums.  Perhaps it was the disturbing grins of the ancient tikis.  Possibly it had been the haunting refrain of the eternal crash of the waves upon the shore.
Whatever the cause, something had changed in Abner Marshall’s mind during their trip.  Something had gotten it into this head that the whole family wouldn’t be making it home.  Even here, as the family is shown returning to their cruise ship, but still far away from the balcony of their cabin, the voices are already repeating, “push… push… push…”

antiqueadventures:

Happy as Hawaii

Maybe it had been the rhythym of the Hawaiian drums.  Perhaps it was the disturbing grins of the ancient tikis.  Possibly it had been the haunting refrain of the eternal crash of the waves upon the shore.

Whatever the cause, something had changed in Abner Marshall’s mind during their trip.  Something had gotten it into this head that the whole family wouldn’t be making it home.  Even here, as the family is shown returning to their cruise ship, but still far away from the balcony of their cabin, the voices are already repeating, “push… push… push…”