RANTWICK: THE LOST PICTURES vol. 2

Well, as usual I want to offer something up on a Friday, and as usual I'm short on ideas. Thankfully, I've got a few pictures lying around that I hope you will enjoy.

First, some unused dinosaur-head pics:

Now, something a little more sad yet artistic found on treehugger.com ...

And when you just don't have much to offer, nothing beats kooky dog photos...

Except of course the truly bizarre:

wayodd.com

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Go Canadian Frog, Go! Even with the excitement of competitive sport, funny hairdos, b&w photos and dog pics, I felt that something was missing from this post. At first I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but eventually I identified it as a spontaneous case of WTF (word to form) syndrome, except there weren't words this time, just dogs that almost looked like they were flying. I simply had to see it happen, so I got to work and created the following breathtaking work of canine animated art:

Wishing you all blue skies this weekend,

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Fanny Packs - They're Not Just For Crack Any More

Just when I thought I was overcoming the psychological damage I did to myself and the guilt over the retinal damage I may have given my readers by writing a post about Fanny Packs, I came across this.

source: craziestgadgets.com

Doesn't doggie look happy? Fanny Packs are going to occupy at least a small piece of my mind for the rest of my life. There are worse things, I guess, but I really should consider the implications before writing about stuff.

Yer Pal,

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Replacement Tuesday Post!

This post, like the last, doesn't have anything in it! That last one, however, just didn't sit well with me, so I have retracted it. It's like re-writing history, and while it feels a bit wrong, I figure it's better to do that than leave a post I don't like out there in the world.

Now that I'm typing, maybe this post will have something in it after all... brain tonic. Lots of other people have written about how riding their bicycle is good for their mental health, and I'm going to sing that tune too, just for a sec.

I had an afternoon Doctor's appointment today, from which I emerged around 3:30, already dressed in my cycling gear and warmed up from riding there. I asked myself, "self", I asked, "should you go back to work and get maybe 45 minutes more work done, or just go for a nice bike ride?" I'll give you one guess which one I picked. While I always find riding pleasurable, I hadn't ridden just for pleasure in more than a month. It wasn't a long ride by most cycling standards but it was GREAT. Perfect fall weather. No time demands. In some spots I pushed myself hard, and in others just lazed along (at least as much as you can on a fixed gear). I felt that strange peace-inducing joy-joy goodness that comes over me on any ride long enough for me to really loosen up. Pure brain tonic. Interestingly, with my brain awash in endorphins, the first thing I did once I was home was remove the post that had been bugging me. It felt good, as do I.

Bartender! A round of brain tonic for all my friends! Salut!

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