Mister Scribbles

https://youtu.be/rzZSsCKfLvM Picture by Henri Banks: https://playground.com/profile/clq2l2g6v0bpus601lvhy66du Mine.  All mine.  

 Sam Tyler watches as Gene Hunt kicks in a nonce. From the BBC series, Life On Mars. https://youtu.be/PHP3Jih_rfA Nonce, 1975. Unknown, derived from British criminal slang. Several origins have been proposed; possibly derived from dialectal nonce , nonse ( “ stupid, worthless individual ” ) (but this cannot be shown to predate nonce "child-molester" and is likely a toned-down usage of the same insult), or Nance , nance ( “ effeminate man, homosexual ” ) , from nancy or nancyboy . The rhyme with ponce has also been noted. As prison slang also said to be an acronym for "Not On Normal Communal Exercise" (Stevens 2012), but this is likely a backronym .  

 Apollo the caracara. AKA Mexican Eagles, they do not soar but chase down their prey by running after it. He can never be released because of a bad wing. He is a very handsome bird and he knows it. The man holding Apollo was blown off a helicopter by enemy fire in Afghanistan so he is up on the interrupted flight thing.   Fuck a bunch of predators.

 John Milton, The Ghost Of A Flea. 1819-20. Tempera with gold. That's Satan on the way down in the left background.

   THE FIRST OF THE GREAT BRAINS Those who sought to produce a super-brain embarked upon a great enterprise of research and experiment in a remote corner of the planet. It is unnecessary to tell in detail how they fared. Working first in secret, they later strove to persuade the world to approve of their scheme, but only succeeded in dividing mankind into two parties. The body politic was torn asunder. There were religious wars. But after a few centuries of intermittent bloodshed the two sects, those who sought to produce communicants and those who sought the super-brain, settled down in different regions to pursue their respective aims unmolested. In time each developed into a kind of nation, united by a religious faith and crusading spirit. There was little cultural intercourse between the two. Those who desired to produce the super-brain employed four methods, namely selective breeding, manipulation of the hereditary factors in germ cells (cultivated in the laboratory), man...

My art skills are found lacking.  Looks like I should find work ruling panel borders. https://misterscribbles.blogspot.com/2019/06/the-success-story.html   Great artists are never appreciated.

Her ancestors were cats. Her heart was human, though, and she gave it once and for all. Stunningly good picture by - https://www.deviantart.com/alemcoksa THE BALLAD OF LOST C'MELL By CORDWAINER SMITH She got the which of the what-she-did, Hid the bell with a blot, she did, But she fell in love with a hominid. Where is the which of the what-she-did?                 from THE BALLAD OF LOST C'MELL She was a girly girl and they were true men, the lords of creation, but she pitted her wits against them and she won. It had never happened before, and it is sure never to happen again, but she did win. She was not even of human extraction. She was cat-derived, though human in outward shape, which explains the C in front of her name. Her father's name was C'mackintosh and her name was C'mell. She won her trick against the lawful and assembled Lords of the Ins...

- September 10, 2018    This is reprinted courtesy of TheNamelessMonster, a wonderful artist who I met on FA a while ago.  I wrote and asked him if I might feature this on my site, and received his permission to do so.   This is so epic that I thought it could only have illustrated something out of Paradise Lost: Who first seduced them to that foul revolt? Th' infernal Serpent; he it was whose guile, Stirred up with envy and revenge, deceived The mother of mankind, what time his pride Had cast him out from Heaven, with all his host Of rebel Angels, by whose aid, aspiring To set himself in glory above his peers, He trusted to have equalled the Most High, If he opposed, and with ambitious aim Against the throne and monarchy of God, Raised impious war in Heaven and battle proud, With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perditi...

I like hard rock.  Metal is not always hard rock, although it can be.  Some of the best is some of the earliest.  I think the best backbeat, ever, is in Long Cool Woman by the Hollies, who never did anything else that even came close to this.  But hey, it only takes one! https://youtu.be/1l0xpkk0yaQ   My temperature started to rise.

  https://youtu.be/bBXyB7niEc0 Freaks, 1932.  d) Tod Browning.  MGM. Oh, oobee doo I wanna be like you!

 That's right,...we're going to be the best of friends.  After all, we got all the time in the world. https://www.instagram.com/sdavis.howdy/