The Borderline Sociopathic gymnast fears only two things: pigeons and sneezing.
By the way, impress your friends and win bar bets by knowing the name of that circus music they’re playing on the soundtrack: Sobre las Olas by Juventino Rosas.
(Thanks to our friends at Within the Crainium for sending that one along)
Ah, running head-first straight into a masonry wall. Our kinda guy.
(Thanks to friend of the Borderline Charles Schneider for sending that one along)
From the movie The Young In Heart.
The Wombat showroom has, get this, DOORS THAT OPEN BY THEMSELVES!
Modern Mechanix asked in 1940: Is this the car of tomorrow? You guys rest. I’ll take this one. The answer is “No.” Lotsa laughs, though. I like the tuck and roll padded interior in lieu of airbags. I bet you could hold a mixed drink in there and not spill it. With the front wheels entirely inside the fenders, you won’t be making any turns anyway.
The car still exists, apparently:
Buster Keaton was to Charlie Chaplin what Gene Kelly was to Fred Astaire. Better; less famous.