Willy Nilly Boogie Owls

These jive owls ain’t hep to de riddim, dig? But they’re giving it owl they got.

Groovin’ to the blinking, Heather V.! Orphaned Screech Owls being weighed in WildCare’s Wildlife Hospital. They will stay in care until they’re old enough to be released back into the wild.

Carmaggedon Outta Here!

From Long Beach up to Lancaster
No creature that’s alive
Knows not the dire disaster
That awaits the 405.


This weekend, in Los Ahn-ga-lees
A vital freeway closes
And brings the region to its knees
With gridlock, one supposes.


The thought of driving where you like
Will seem absurd and risible.
So Angelinos, ride a bike
Even if it’s just invisible.


Photos by Flickr users (from top): allygirl520, JDACD133H

Ego Petting

Imitation is the cutest form of flattery in the Mutt-ual Admiration Society.

Another case of identity theft by Cali and Nick J.

Catmosphere

Catmosphere; The latest avant garde, experimental pseudo auteur film noir.
Idle, cool, disinterested protagonists’ dreamy melancholia narrated by random poetic voice-over with existential shadowy symbolism, shaky hand-held camera work, poor lighting, weird sound effects and shots of the same scene from nine different angles!

It was all a dream, Ghost and Halo. Visionary, Lauren!

My Tail’s Not Workingks

What’s wrong with eet!?


Netzanette does it again.

The Lonely Life of the Paparazzi

People think it’s all glamourous and exciting — dash in, get the picture, then off to the pub — but that’s not it at all, mate. Stakeouts, they’re the worst: Cramped for hours in the boot of me car, waiting for that one perfect shot of a murder suspect’s wife’s boyfriend’s dentist’s nurse’s transsexual lover.

But the public’s got a right to know, and sacrifices like these are what quality journalism’s all about, in’nit?


Stealthily photographed by Flickr user fPat Murray.

Them Rocks Is Wily, Ah Tells Ya

Rock fishing ain’t for the feeble of mind, no sir. Takes patience, a keen eye, and the ability to stand on your head in shallow water. But the worst part is when you get’em on land — the little rascals’ll scamper right back into the drink ‘afore you can even get out your fliet knife.

A Beady Eyed Plan

[Tiny feet clutch tree]

Meet me at 0600, we’ll scamper down this tree, grab a cab and get OUTTA HERE!

Erik V. captured this proposal on film.

We Don’t Usually Feature a Puppy’s Junk on Cute Overload

But in this case, we’re going ALL OUT:

Pema Y., it’s a good thing that Google ad showed up as a cover-up.

You! Lying on the Grass!

WAKE UP OR ENDURE THE SNORFING OF A LIFETIME! [Leans in]


Boston puppulence via Izismile

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