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Started by Mugwump, January 07, 2013, 02:08:10 PM

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LizStreithorst

It's beautiful.  It amazes me when something designed for functionality turns out to be a work of art.
Always move forward. Never look back.

Mugwump

Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

BallAquatics

Quote from: Mugwump on June 22, 2015, 01:32:02 PM

We used to have a cat that would finish up the kids milk in the morning like this.  She could reach to the bottom of deep glasses and get every last drop.  LOL

Dennis

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

PaulineMi

Love the contrast between the Lab on the water slide and the cat with the water bowl. It perfectly captures the words of wisdom on a fridge magnet we have..."Dogs think they're people, cats think they're gods."
When you find people who not only tolerate your quirks but celebrate them with glad cries of "Me too!" be sure to cherish them. Because those weirdos are your tribe.  (Sweatpants & Coffee)

Your moron cup is full. Empty it.  (Author unknown)

Mugwump

Quote from: PaulineMi on June 23, 2015, 07:19:03 AM
Love the contrast between the Lab on the water slide and the cat with the water bowl. It perfectly captures the words of wisdom on a fridge magnet we have..."Dogs think they're people, cats think they're gods."

Bingo......LOL
Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

Mugwump

1st time at 'Hooters'.... 8)


Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

Mugwump

Oh sure...???.....safety first....... ???


Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

Mugwump



Don Featherstone did not invent Phoenicopterus ruber: Nature took care of that eons ago. But what Mr. Featherstone did nearly six decades ago ? in the process indelibly altering the landscape of midcentury America ? was to cast the creature in plastic and attach slender, rodlike legs for planting it in the ground.

Mr. Featherstone, a sculptor who died on Monday at 79, was the inventor of the pink plastic flamingo, that flagrant totem of suburban satisfaction and, in later years, postmodern irony.

He named it Phoenicopterus ruber plasticus.

Less hideous than a garden gnome, more politically correct than a lawn jockey, the plastic flamingo has been flaunted in front yards by the millions; feted in films, on television and in song; and held up as an object of impassioned pride and equally impassioned prejudice.

Mr. Featherstone had not contemplated creating an enduring emblem of kitsch in 1957, when his first flamingo sailed off the assembly line, or the next year, when the bird was brought to market. A recent art-school graduate, he was simply heeding the career advice popularly given to young people of the day:

Plastics.

Donald Featherstone was born on Jan. 25, 1936, in Worcester, Mass. He graduated from the school of the Worcester Art Museum in 1957, and that year, to the chagrin of his professors and the gratification of his creditors, he took a job with Union Products, a maker of plastic lawn ornaments in Leominster, Mass.

To sculpt his first assignment, a three-dimensional duck, Mr. Featherstone went out and bought a live one, keeping it tenderly in the sink as he copied it before releasing it in a local park.

His next assignment was a flamingo. These proved harder to come by. Working from photographs in National Geographic, he created a three-foot-high creature, typically sold as one of a pair: one bird upright, the other head down, as if grazing.

With its insouciant stance and saturated pink promise of endless summer, Mr. Featherstone?s flamingo blew his duck out of the water.

An index of its novelty that first year could be found in the Sears catalog, which offered the birds for $2.76 a pair but saw fit to include instructions: ?Place in garden, lawn, to beautify landscape.?

An index, years later, of how deeply ingrained Mr. Featherstone?s creation had become could be found in the response his wife, Nancy, often got when she told people what her husband had invented.

?Someone did that?? came the reply, as if the bird, like its flesh-and-blood antecedent, was a product of Darwinian evolution. (To anyone even vaguely acquainted with the Featherstones, the question would have been unnecessary: In an act of connubial solidarity, they wore matching outfits, handmade by Mrs. Featherstone, every day from the late 1970s onward, many of them in flamingo-patterned fabric.)

Mr. Featherstone?s bird inflamed passions pro and con. In 2009, after a debate of five minutes, the Common Council, as the city council of Madison, Wis., is known, voted 15-4 to designate the pink plastic flamingo the city?s official bird.

Elsewhere, however, some homeowners? associations banned the creature, deeming it a despoiler of property values.

But the response was far more often celebratory, as typified by the director John Waters?s ?Pink Flamingos,? the 1972 gallows comedy starring the vast drag queen Divine, or, more conventionally, ?Gnomeo & Juliet,? Disney?s animated feature of 2011, which features a pink-flamingo character, voiced by Jim Cummings, named Featherstone.

For his work, Mr. Featherstone was awarded an Ig Nobel Prize, an annual satirical award honoring outr? contributions, in 1996. That year he became the president of Union Products, serving until his retirement in 2000.

He was the author, with Tom Herzing, of a 1999 photographic book, ?The Original Pink Flamingos: Splendor on the Grass.?

Union Products ceased operations in 2006, prompting widespread fear that Phoenicopterus ruber plasticus would become extinct. But a few years later the Cado Company, of Fitchburg, Mass., acquired the rights to the Union Products line. It now manufactures many of Union?s lawn ornaments, including the flamingo. Today, a pair generally retails for $20 to $30.

Mr. Featherstone?s survivors include his wife, the former Nancy Santino, who confirmed his death, in Fitchburg, from complications of Lewy body disease, a form of dementia; a son, Harold, and daughter, Judith Nelson, both from a previous marriage; four grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.

Though Mr. Featherstone designed hundreds of lawn ornaments for Union Products over time ? his wife was long partial to his ostrich ? none have exerted the cultural force of the pink flamingo. The bird may not have made him wealthy, but it made him unmistakably proud: For many years, to commemorate the date of their birth, the lawn of Mr. Featherstone?s home in Fitchburg was graced with 57 examples of his best-known creation.

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/06/24/business/don-featherstone-inventor-of-the-pink-flamingo-in-plastic-dies-at-79.html
Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

Ron Sower

Way cool on the pink flamingos!
Happy Aquariuming,
Ron

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Jon

?Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ?Wow! What a Ride!? ~ Hunter S. Thompson