claws across the ocean

In what can only be interpreted as a conscious effort from God to show us that mutants are crustaceans too, no matter where on the sea floor they may scuttle furtively, both the States and the UK have gifted us this week with bizarre freaks, and for once I am not talking about Bush & Blair.

A “mutant” crab with three pincers has been Clawdettepicked up off the Cornish coast.

Fisherman Jeff Brown caught the 20cm (7.8in) edible crab three miles off Portreath and realising its rarity, handed it into a Newquay aquarium.

The crab, christened Claudette by the Blue Reef aquarium staff, will be quarantined for several days before going on show.

I’m so glad they stressed that it’s an edible crab, because if there’s one thing I’m looking for in a nice seafood salad, it’s the possibility of random, freakish and poorly-understood genetic mutations.

A visitor at Percy’s General Store on Popham Beach is the talk of the town. It’s a rare yellow The Nameless Yellow Invaders from the Planet Yuggothlobster, hauled up Monday morning by David Percy.

David caught the lobster near Whaleback Island at the mouth of the Kennebec River. But he’s not the only lobsterman who found a surprise in his traps in the past few days. Just last week, Shane Hatch found a yellow lobster in a trap he set near Rockland. Scientists say the odds of finding a yellow lobster are in the millions.

“Well, its actually about one in thirty million. So its actually thirty times rarer than a blue lobster. And its just a color morph that happens to be a rare,” said Jonathan Grabowski from the Gulf of Maine Research Institute.

With a frickin' laser beam on its head! That would be even cooler!Let them try!

They’ll never come up with anything as frickin’ cool as:

Drumroll, please!

The two-toned and psychadelic, half-baked Fungi from Yuggoth By Way of the Gaspe Peninsula.

Boris sez unicorns are rad

Defamer agrees. And so does this guy, with a little help from Boris Vallejo.

Boris Vallejo - 1991 - Unicorn

Boris Vallejo – 1991 – Unicorn

Hey, is that Posh Spice?

Now this is what I’m talking about. Nobody does amazon women and mythical creatures like Boris Vallejo. Look at the teeth, the fire, the pure unbridled passion. Why oh why does the Institute of Art in Chicago continue to ignore such masterpieces as this?

Does such a woman such as this truly exist? I recently took a voyage to the Amazon to find one of these scantily clad vixens, but ran out of luck. This photo here represent to me the true behavior of the unicorn. He’s mean, tempermental, and his nostrils breath fire. However, Soccer Moms such as the Unicorn Lady seem to push the agenda that all unicorns prefer sitting on grassy hiltops rather than warfare. I strongly dissagree. But, since I am a glutton for the one horned beast, I cannot say I do not enjoy the Unicorn Lady… we still share the same love. Please check out her site and share in her passion. Did you know the Unicorn Lady used to be a Principal’s secretary for a public school in San Diego?

I can see the unicorn screensaver on her computer right now, as the high school boys snicker at her as they pass by…

Note: unicorns are not cool enough to deserve the Squid Tag, Borises notwithstanding.

in case of emergency, break space/time continuum

We’re the last of the superheros. When the world is really screwed up, who do they count on to settle things down?

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Canadians.

We’ll be getting the call from Beirut any day now.

Let no nation claim a monopoly on jingoistic superheroism. Right, Robin?

Coco would be so proud

Coco,  yo!Actually, Coco Chanel’s phlegm could probably burn its way to China; if contained, it could have brought about an end to World War II, but as everyone knows, Chanel cannot be contained.

From Gawker Stalker:

As a Chelsea gay in training, I was on my way to Rodriguezthe David Barton Gym this morning at 10:30. On 23rd St between 7th and 8th Ave. Narciso Rodriguez steps out of a cab in this year’s summer gay uniform, tight t-shirt and shin-length short pants. Upon closing the cab door, he quickly precedes to spit a luggie onto the sidewalk. There was no shame on his part. This comes from a man that charges $2,000.00 for a cotton dress. I guess money and fame can’t develop class.

Meet the Rutles…and the Not-Rutles

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Hey, that’s a pretty good accent for a guy from Texas, doncha think?

Ouch! is based in Austin, Texas. Perhaps we’re the world’s only Rutles tribute band? Perhaps, not. Nevertheless, we enjoy singing and playing the music of the Pre-Fab Four.

Dirk, Stig, Nasty and Barry, The Fabulous Rutles!!!!