ripxoid

Thanks to “EarlG” at Democratic Underground for this one.

Why should the “birthers” and Oily Taintz have all the fun? Now you (yes, YOU!) can have a Kenyan birth certificate of your very own. Click here to download! Or open this image in an image-editing application and fill it out with one of those authentic-looking typewriter fonts. After you’re finished, print it out, then find the next Town Hall Meeting in your area and hoist it high as you scream “Here’s MY birth certificate!!” Cuz CHAOS RULES, y’all!

So here I was on my way into work this morning, driving in downtown St. Louis, when I see one of the City of St. Louis’ grungy orange garbage trucks making a left turn ahead of me, and on the rear bumper was a sticker that read “I (heart) TRASH”… “I’ve gotta get me one of those!” I said to myself. So, naturally, when I got into my office I went online and, thinking I’d find a store or two that sold them pretty easily, did a search for one and… WTF? Found nothing! I mean, the closest I could find was someone’s really crappy image on Flickr… and lots of pics of Oscar the Grouch, natch. So, doing what any enterprising, bored, trash-lovin’ middle-aged guy would do, I opened up Illustrator and made my own fucking sticker, god damn it. This one features a nice, warm, red heart and the great American Typewriter font in medium condensed version. So now all of you unashamed lovers of trash (as well as trashe) will be able to be just like that garbage truck. You can buy one of these in the Ripxoid Shop for $3.99 each.

You’re welcome.

The St. Louis-based American Mustache Institute held their third annual ‘Stache Bash here in St. Louis recently. Here’s a video of the event that was posted the other day on Funny or Die:

Relive the ridicularity of the American Mustache Institute’s ‘Stache Bash 2008, the greatest annual celebration of the Mustached American people known to mankind.

Get the message? Don’t be a Three-Finger Joe.

Kudos to whoever the hell made this video. The images from Roberto Gavaldon’s film Macario work really well with this song by Reverend Beat-Man’s fuzzed-out garage-punk band, The Monsters, from Switzerland. Enjoy!

Pygmy Tarsier

Holy midget monkeys, Batman! Check this thing out… while this may LOOK like something straight outta the Weekly World News (not that there’s anything wrong with that), this story is certifiably, guaranteed TRUE! A tiny primate called a “pygmy tarsier” has been rediscovered in the mountains of Indonesia! Click here for the full story.

The look like they’d make great pets!

The word “ripxoid” is not yet in the Urban Dictionary, but I think it’s high time it was added. But how would we define ripxoid? Post your suggestions in the comments area. Thanks!

An ex-con trying to go straight is framed for a million dollar armored car robbery and must go to Mexico in order to unmask the real culprits. Embedded from the Internet Archive.

1952
Director: Phil Karlson
Producer: Edward Small
Production Company: United Artists
Audio/Visual: sound, black & white
Keywords: Crime; Drama; Film-Noir; Mystery

Creative Commons license: Public Domain

A down-on-his-luck ex-GI finds himself framed for an armored car robbery. When he’s finally released for lack of evidence—after having been beaten up and tortured by the police—he sets out to discover who set him up, and why. The trail leads him into Mexico and a web of hired killers and corrupt cops.

I seem to recall an ezine of this name from way back… maybe 1996 or ‘97. I believe Bill Streeter and Doug Eskew were involved. What ever became of it? Does anyone know?

Just wondering.