November 21, 2009: Weekend At Willies First Pron Attempt

Hey there.

Many TDC forum members have PMed me and said that it's long overdue. And about damn time. Pron for you TDCer, from this dude. Tomorrow, a Sunday Side Show. Willies' style. But for now:

Press play, crank it up, and grab your favorite appendage, mutha fucka.




Start off easy, always the best way, huh? If you delve deeper into uncharted waters using the links in from the following pages, make sure that your Malware protection is up to date. But these links are safe.
Suggested by Tucky: Wicked Weasel, which you already know.

After checking out those models, how about some other types of models?

More models? Here we go.

More, lovelier.

More, nastier.

More. Be warned.

More. Oh no.

More? You bastard. The Dutch are always weird.

Now visit tomorrow, the rest of you who actually like original, written content.

God help you.

God help me.


(Unfortunately, a party erupted at my residence. Folks got mad at the "horny nerd/ snob who is checking out pron while we are all doing shots," so I had to stop what could have been an epic pronblog. Fuck it. I love my friends.)


--willies out.

November 14, 2009: Weekend At Willies, Back Again

Well hey there and good morning to you my friend. Welcome to the weekend edition of The Daily Column, a place to check out fresh news and weird links on the front page, and heated discussions and curious thoughts in our forums .

Join in the fray, why don’t you: signing into our forums doesn’t involve giving away any information about you at all, just give the community something to call you besides “dumbass noob.” Ya know. Then you can say whatever you like, in one of the last uncensored (free speech) boards in the whole interwebnet-tubes thing.

Now, go get your favorite beverage or other weekend morning enjoyment, and fire up this tune while you butter your toast, so to speak.





Some of the discussion in the forums concern the dumbass who loaded up his 20 round clips and took cheap shots at American-Bred-Ass-Kickers who were about to be deployed to the big game and were just sitting there in the cafeteria, eating some Wheaties.

But what about the new bully in the playground? Libyan Muslims are calling the Al-Qaeda Assholes’ terrorism techniques wrong. Does this mean there are correct ways to terrorize? Fuck that.

Yet, this could mean the end of days for the current bunch of cowardly ass-munchers blowing up everyone over there in their own sandbox. Things might get a shake-up over there.

Speaking of terrorism, I thought this week that I had contracted the new and deadly Chinese-constructed weapon known as H1N1, and was facing down the barrel of imminent death. Turned out to be only food poisoning, which sucks, and yes, can actually kill you, but didn’t. However, I had no idea that Serbs are fighting the H1N1 infection the same way they do with their vampires. Read on.


You must know one thing, and it is this. Most Muslims are peace-loving folks with high personal standards for behavior, decency, and respect for others. Islam even accepts Jeebus as a prophet, simply not the only one. So never think I would harsh on anyone’s belief system, as long as you don’t shit on my own. Unless you are into a cult like Scientology, ya freak.


On another note, who doesn’t love a nice, chauvinistic, (but not misogynistic) blog of stories about what it means to be a man, baby, yeah? JD’s Man Stories. Enjoy.


When you get done there, here’s a nice little trip down the science avenue, behind the circus tent. We are closeted technophiles at this site. When you join in the forums, you will discover an inordinate amount of intelligent people who, while in their real lives are involved with engineering and computers and such, come here to blow off steam and fuck with each other. Here are some guilty pleasures of my own.

We're almost there; Using Photosynthesis to produce energy from sunlight. Plants have been doing this for a while now, haven't they?

Roomba Bots as PacMan:



Super fast robotic hand:




Earth As A New Frontier.
The World-Changing Capability of the Global Earth Observation System of Systems (GEOSS)



OOI


OK, news is done. Funny pages for your weekend enjoyment, you TDC enjoyer, you. Touch-up your mug or what-have-you.


The Best of Borat, before the movie. God Bless Sasha Cohen. 24 minute video. (Youtube is allowing vids this long now? Cool.) Yes, 24 minutes of Borat for you. No, I do not hate you:




10 best roof top bars, I still haven't gone to the top of the Palms. Dayam.

Here are a couple of links from our elder statesman 'Tucky, Allah bless him. Thanks Tuck.

Facebook stands up in court. Wha?

The Bugatti is a pretty piece of art. But if you drive one, watch out for fowl play.


Now go out and enjoy your weekend. Button up the house, get your firewood properly chopped, stacked, and tarped. Old wood is the best wood, just ask Grandma.

God Help You. God Help Us All.

November 7, 2009: Mad Scientist

Well hey there, enjoyer of the Mighty TDC.

Why not get yourself all ready for a Sunday excursion into willies-land? It's been a while since this has happened, but I promise you, if the Bossman allows, I'll soon be back again for your weekend enjoyment. At least for those of you who care to join in the fray on the weekend, or at least have access to a computer and some of that good internet connection sheeeit.

Now go get your coffee mug or bowl filled up. Whatever it takes you to get in the willies mood.

Me? I like to fill my Starbucks mug with BudLight, and then sit out and watch the sun rise, smoking a butt after a hard night of work draaanking.

Here's a tune you might click while you read a thought I have had that you might consider.



I was thinking, (which always gives me a headache afterwards) after reading online and watching the telly, about this lady-cop who went running towards a crazy fucker who was armed with automatic pistols (20 kisses in each clip) while she was shooting at him, and continued to shoot at him even after she was shot a few times by him and was falling on the ground in a splatter of her own blood.

What I was thinking was this: What would I have done?

I'd like to think that I would have the brass gonads to charge a violent motherfucker who was about to shoot a wounded dude crawling away from him, but I haven't been in such a situation, and frankly, I don't think I'd care to find out.

What about you? What did you do on Thursday?

I ate Froot Loops, which always shred the fuck out of the roof of my mouth, then I complained. I wonder if Kim Munley ever complained about the crunchy and delicious dangerousness of Froot Loops?


So, here are a couple links for you to check; some sites to visit and explore. Hey, I’m rusty. Gimme a break. I don’t do this every day like our Mighty TDC Mastaw Richie, with his able sidekick the Humongously-engorged Hoot, with his own throbbing column each Thursday.


Space junk can be held back with a fence? Where's Richie on this?



Earth-bound junk: pic. Funny.


I wish I sang this well. At least I do in the shower. Nice acoustics. Elsewhere in the house, my wife either laughs or cringes. Just can't help myself. "Gobless" her for putting up with the likes of me. True that, chummy.





Spud Gun technology, which is an oxymoronical phrase.



Gong me! (Free button, for your blog.) I won't do it. This ain't my blog, it's Richie's.


Some good Mark Twain quotes for ya.


Now don't give me shit in the forums because my column ain't long and thick like Richie's or Hoot's. I'm getting back into the swing of things, ya bastuhd.

I’ll leave you with a little ditty from Phoenix, same as the opening tune. Phoenix, as in: Rise up from the ashes of our former glory.

Ya know.


Happy Sunday, God Help You.
God Help Us All.




For Richie, kisses.

October 3, 2009 : Mad Scientist

Welcome to another weekend deviant mind-trip into the fifty-first state of the U.S., the Untied State of Insanity. Mwuhahahahha...

Let's go down to the lab shall we?



I'll regale you with a tale after we descend into the depths of utter absurdity and mayhem, starting with a lovely medley of two tunes for our trek from The Features. "Drawing Board." It's carnivalistic. (The second part is the best.)

The Features "Whatever Gets You By/Drawing Board" from Lake Fever Sessions on Vimeo.

Under advisement of counsel, I have been told to not release any videos of the interesting night I had that involve Bubbaloo (his nickname, not his real ID) and, I have to wade quite carefully through the following story that I promised you fellow TDCers. I'm sure that you understand.

But here is a video that you must never, ever click on.



Yes, it's me singing Happy Birthday to my lady. The Sushi Chef (and owner of Yoshi) Mike Yoshi found out it was my lady's birthday just when we were leaving, (everyone else was in their cars) and they closed the doors. He and his son served his famous carved fruit thing. Now don't be all judgmental about my pipes, ya bawstud. There was a lot of Sake involved...

Later on, when we were playing dice at my sis-in-law's home (her boy in the yellow shirt in the above vid was abed), some dude knocks at the door, holding a plastic shopping bag full of Budweiser cans in one hand, a half carton of Marlboro Reds in the other, and a shit-eating grin. He told me that he'd rolled his truck on Route 9, (twenty minutes away) and was looking for his buddy "Roy."

We told him where "Roy" used to live, and sent him on his way.

After an hour or so, dude comes back. "They wouldn't let me in!"

No shit. But guess who wanted to let him in this place? Yup. My lady. "I know you Bubbaloo! Come on in!"

(Omitted stuff)

The walk, out of my sis-in-law's home (an hour later) with Bannanaloo was quite interesting. My son had been speaking in our native language with this creepy dude all evening, (son being my tribe's language preservationist), but all I can speak of my native language are "Hello, how are you?" and other pleasantries, plus all the swear words.

What words do you remember from Spanish or French class in High School? You see what I mean. Only the funny words.

Bubbalingaloo seemed to get offended by my lack of responses other than "Hello" and "Shit!" and the sort, in the native tongue of these parts. He became agitated.

My lady suddenly had the impulse to announce her enjoyment of her birthday at the top of her lungs.

Bubbaloo's eyes went wide with shock. His mouth gaped, and I saw that his teeth looked the way that the bottom of a Bic lighter does when someone opens too many beer bottles with it.

He freaked out.

(omitted action verbs here)

Well, when one goes down face first into the gravel, mouth wide open, their next thought, (after one comes to, spitting out rocks) might be: What do rocks eat?

Too bad for him.

Kind of throws your perspective off, huh?

It was like a bad, recurring dream that I've had.


Here's a bad dream I'm glad that I've never had.


Buggaloony just wanted to be home, in bed, snuggling his pink bunny.

OK, Enough of that. I wanted it to be better, but it is what it is.


Antidote, for your kids or the young folks Bubbaloser might be holding captive in the cellar... Interactive video for them. Actually, this is quite well done.


Now for dessert.


It'll be X-Mas soon.


Get some gifts for the fam. These pics would be cool.


Here is a site to visit for thirty seconds, on a daily basis.

Here are some links from our good friend Kentucky Dave. Thank you Dave, for your support.



Be safe, and never let Bombaloony in your home.

God Help You. God Help Us All.

Autumn Monday

Well, Richie has gone off this week on another pursuit of enjoyment for him, his lady, and his lucky kids, along with a bunch of other buds and their respective fams. Now how in thee hell do you do such a thing in this awful economy?

Summer has ended, but only in your mind. Never mind that we'll be shoveling and getting plowed soon.

(Make your own jokes.)

Let's do like Richie has, and squeeze the last drop out of sunshine weather's goodness. All good things must come to an end, ya know. Put your headphones on.



But maybe an old school summer tune to cheer you up.



What would you think about dressing up in a gorilla costume and handing out bananas while "Hail To The Chief" plays? In a Hospital. For the workers? Health Care anyone? When did we become so Politically Correct? Too P.C. if you ask me. Overly sensitive. Give me a break.

We all know that in public transport, crying babies are annoying. Who wants to be seated next to one on a four hour flight? But kicking a mom and her toddler off a bus (no stroller, three bags) is asinine.

Let's talk about the following in the forums:

We have the disturbing case of a Census Worker, Bill Sparkman, (God Rest His Soul) who lost his life in an awful way. All duct-taped and then hanged, with the word "fed" drawn on his chest. Well, at least he ate.

The cause of his death appears to be due to the paranoia of someone involved in conspiracy theories that abound as of late due to the use of GPS devices by Census Takers preparing for the oncoming Census Review.

The concern of these paranoid folks is that the GPS will permanently place the location of the front door of their home into the world-wide satellite tracking systems.

This could, according to them, open the door for a possible home invasion by the New World Order armed forces, or even smart bombs, for use upon "undesirables," as deemed by those in power.

But, hasn't the U.S. Post Office already figured out where everyone in our country lives? Starting, like, 202 years ago?

What is up with that shit? Forget our society becoming litigious, how about fucking stoopid?

For you Mac Heads: Apple hybrid. Now in two colors.

Monday sucks. So here are some links to pic archives for you to peruse while you make it through to beer o'clock.

Time to quit smoking.

Nice gold guns. Old link, shown here before.

Old Genesis game. NSFW lesbian scene in the last part.

Old surgical tools.

Old robots on a t-shirt.

Old motivational Pics. New source, U.K. Some are racist.

A new pic, daily. Check back, daily.

More pics.

Prison inventions.

More pics. USA!

Mount Rushmore? No!

Antidote: odd animal friendships. Between animals, you gross person. WTF were you thinking?

More pics.

Last link. A ginormous Airbus A340 crashed, over a month ago. No one ever knew: media blackout. And, it never left the ground.

OK, one more pic.

Another, a gif for you. Smooch from kitty.

Put your head phones back on:

For my lady. Duffy sings her own song "Mercy."



For me. And you. Derek Trucks rocks his "Flood" song. Saweet.



Happy Monday to you.

Tomorrow on Tuesday, (and the following two days thereafter,) the mighty Hoot will dangle his goods in your face, in addition to his consistently up-beat and inspiring Thursday Column, so tune in to enjoyment for those of us who do not have access to a big blue couch at a beach house.

Take it away Hoot.

TDC willies back-up 7-24-09

Well, hello there, you intrepid TDC enjoyer, you.

Welcome to the best day that a promise can afford. The promise of a couple of well-deserved days ahead with which you are allowed to do whatever you damn well wish. Enjoy these few and fine days, my friend.

Hasn't Hoot done an admirable job here this week? Dude always offers you the best in help, optimism, and a contagiously upbeat outlook on life and how one works it to succeed in this time of all times. Thanks bro.

Here's a nice summer tune. But it's been recorded into youtube kinda loudly, so adjust your shit beforehand, lower. No need to lay those ear canal hairs down any lower and get deaf.



Today is the last day of your work week, with the weekend ahead. Halcyon dreams of summer enjoyment await, whether they are visions of the beach with the family, a lovely couple of days of working on your little corner patch of the world, or is it the casino, the hookers, or maybe the bottomless bottle, bong, or bachelor life-style, Hangover on Monday?

Well, before you go, why not check out another dip into the mind of your TDC bud, the willies?


Richie met Mickey this past week. Mickey was kinda busy, taking over the world. Don't mind the Russian text on this site: no viruses (for once, huh?) But hit the "random" button above for endless pics to enjoy, or scorn, or what-have-you. SFW.


Sometimes, worlds collide, you see. So do bullets, in an "engagement." No, not a gay pron wedding, but actual bullets. Like in a war. Yes, a French soldier actually fired a bullet! Sadly, it was thwarted by a Russian bullet. We've seen this before, haven't we? :(


Perhaps the Russians could learn more about the Roman Way? Love, not war? Hmmm...


A distraction of pics for you to peruse. See you in a while.


For our United States Warriors who are performing their Art in protecting the free World, here are some great quotes.


Not like this.


More like this.


Speaking of robots, how about one that learns, with a biological brain? Hmmm. Are the cyber wars far off?


Innovation? Yeah, kinda important, huh?


Or NOT. Lots of videos proving NOT. From our friends, the Brits.


You see, sometimes, a thing like a prank takes a bit of time to construct. American Foolishness is legendary. Even if it takes three Years. Read.


Of course, we fail when we Pun.


Thank you for partaking of the Mighty TDC, captained by our friend Hoot on this stolen ship, with a bit of help from your friendly oarsman the "willies." Now go have some fun, and don't forget, Richie will be back on this site on Monday, to rile you up and get you discussing Some Very Important Things.

You will see the Humble-But-Nevertheless-Mighty Hoot on Thursday.

Me? I got laid off. Bastawds!

But here is my swan song for you, TDC Citizen.

Properly recorded, so turn this thing way up. Enjoy.





It's Fucking Friday! Yay. Go get some fun, you TDC enjoyer, you. Yup.

God Help You. God Help Us All.

---willies out.

back up for TDC post on 7-22-09

Well hi there, you TDC enjoyer, you.

You've made it this far into the Mighty TDC's exploration of the "News, Photos, and WEIRD Stuff" while the TDC Mastaw Richie is away at Disney World with his family. Safe travels, young man. Come back with pics.

The always excellent Hoot has thrust his solid column into your face twice thus far, and now it is time for a taste o' the "willies."

Here's a tune for you to hear whilst you get all lubed up. Sink into the mind of your compatriot TDC willies. Sink into Me.

(Forgive the 5 second ad, but this song will wake your ass up on this Humpday. Get your hands clapping and cause frightened looks from the those in the surrounding cubicles. HA! Turn it up.)

Taking Back Sunday - New Music - More Music Videos

No, you have not found yourself in the La Brea Tar Pit of the mind. (Although Richie and Hoot have once again allowed a deviant mind into this here realm.)

Simply this, let's have some fun while we work our way to the next weekend. After-work time is always the best, and our weekends are, of course, most important. Plus, it's summertime. Hell Ya. Whenever the sun comes out, I always feel like playing hookie.

TDC forum citizen Greenie brought up something interesting in the General Forum, and it is this: Richie is the life of the party wherever he is. So, I ask you, who is the life of YOUR party? Is it you?

Now kick back with your Java and enjoy what your TDC bud willies has dug up from the bone yard.

May your Wednesday go better than this dude's.

He should have taken a hit off this site.

Here's a helpful search engine that shows you what is currently popular in the ether world.

One thing I found there was to be careful how you cook food.

Or whom you invite to dinner.

Antidote, some Steven Wright humor.

Squirrel slingshot.

Latest news on robots, pretty sweet.

Rock music television for your PC, like old school MTV: One video at a time, and occasionally they suck, then a cool one comes on....

OK, time to fuck with your eyes. Optical illusions, but don't click if you get headaches from these sorts of things.

This ought to keep you busy for a couple hours. SFW, but not responsible for images that are popular on the net, sexust, rasist, or just plain dumb. 100's of pages at the bottom. See you in a while.

Antidote, some intelligent things to read anew each day.

Now here are a couple of willies' style news items from our long-time TDC Forum citizen Kentucky, you may call him Dave and buy him a beer when you see him next. He'll always reciprocate. Thanks bud.

It's always an honor and privilege to be able to create and post whatever the fuck I want to on this excellent site, the Mighty TDC. Thank you, Richie, for your Freedom Of Speech thing that you always promote here. We Americans must always be mindful of this, true? Join our Forums, and get in the fray, ya scaredy cat.

Me? Well, you just don't know how it is to be the Willies, all day long, each and every day. "No, you girls never know."

Maybe this will help.



Now go and take a bite out of Wednesday. Get some shit done. Tomorrow is known as Thirsty Thursday around these parts, and then there's Friday.

God Help you. God Help Us All.

---willies out.