POTD is the bear lake monster.
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I think a good idea for an iPod commercial would be a dorky, white guy (similar to myself) jogging through a suburban neighborhood development. As he is running, the song “Digital” by Joy Division (or some other slow building, high-anger punk song, send me your suggestions) comes on the headphones.
He begins to run faster. He hurdles a hedge and a small yapping dog charges out at him. Inline with the first angry chorus, he punts that dog high into the air over the trees, beyond his concern. This catalyzes a charging rampage, knocking over garbage cans, ripping out street signs, body-checking the mailman. All this in a punk frenzy, winding up a berserker rage of lawn ornament smashing in what turns out to be…his own front yard.
As the song ends, he looks up to see his wife in the picture window. She glares scolding, but then puts on headphones, the music comes back up, and she shatters the glass with a chair. And then they have, hot p0rn-style sex on the front lawn.
Ok, scratch the last bit.
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In yesterday’s picture, the woman in the lower right was not cut out of a magazine and pasted in. She was washed out by the flash, so I tried to darken just that section in Photoshop. Didn’t work so well, but I think it is funny.
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Site of the Day: Old rock stars have work ethic, after getting hit in the eye with a lollipop, David Bowie played for two hours. To Norwegiens.