Bark at the Moon

According to NPR, a pair of lunar shutterbugs met over social media and collaborated on a project to get the best picture of the moon ever... by creating it out of a whole lot of partial shots.

It took astrophotographers Andrew McCarthy and Connor Matherne over nine months to edit their final image. It's comprised of more than 200,000 shots pieced together to make a single photograph.

Pretty cool. As Cougar sang, check it out.

What More Do you Need to Know About These People?

This person and this type of person make my blood pressure escalate. 

This approach this kind of vermin lowers my blood pressure, More of it, please!

A Little Memphis Music

John Paul Keith (not to be confused with FOGTB John-Paul) is a Memphis-based musician with a new album, "Heart Shaped Shadow," that deserves your attention. Sometimes he sings straightforward self-deprecating sad country songs like this:



Other times he plays jazzier songs like this:



But my favorite songs are the ones where he lets loose with old school honkytonk flavor:



Give it a listen.

Somebody Has a Case of the Mondays

Another mass shooting, the Virginia gubernatorial race continues to tighten due to the traction gained by a really slimy, fear mongering campaign, and it now gets dark at about 4:30. I’m going to just leave this here:

The Great Gig in the Sky

So apparently Eddie Vedder joined Roger Waters onstage for "Comfortably Numb" recently.  Not bad.


Now, Roger made the Douche List AND has irritated a whole lot of people lately with his anti-Israel remarks. Meanwhile, a friend of mine who works for the best music venue in Hampton Roads (and whose family co-owns the cottage we inhabit for the fishing trip) tells me that the band I saw last night is a bunch of truly nice people.  So maybe you should watch their rendition of the same song instead.


And for those brothers of the Virginia Psi chapter of the Pi Lambda Phi fraternity*, you may want to watch this.  And fall into the fetal position, shaking. Enjoy the inflatable kangaroo.

*before it went all soft in the eras of Marls and Teej; they may not appreciate this


Anyway, Roger Waters and David Gilmour are done playing together forever.  Their reunion for the Live 8 concert was 12 years ago now.  You can go see one of their individual shows and pay some inflated rate to watch a grumpy famous guy or you can watch The Australian Pink Floyd Show crank out astoundingly note-for-note, brilliant versions of the classics.  (They started with a full run-through of Dark Side of the Moon and then went from there last night.)

Good stuff.

New Jersey Chainsaw Massacre

I broke my chainsaw cherry this weekend. It was an exhilerating experience, even if it took me ten minutes to start the thing and two minutes to fell every branch that needed felling and another two minutes to chop the branches down to manageable sizes. I'm not gonna lie. I popped a bit of a chubby while operating the thing.

I highly urge you all to get your hands on one. A chainsaw, that is.