Pause Ponder and Human Pin Cushion

It was difficult to pin down a winner this week. Our entries were all so thought-provoking and piercing. Oh, and funny too. Let's get to it...

The year Ronald McDonald got hooked on smack

Moooooog

Spike couldn't figure out why he wasn't chosen for the 2011 Pin Up Calendar

Boom Boom Larew

Meet Mr. November in this year's Goth Culture Club's Charity Pin-Up Calendar!

Partial proceeds go towards helping victims of poor decision-making pay for

reconstructive surgery and laser tattoo removal.

Georgina Dollface

And our winner, our own Bahama Mama, 00dozo @ When I Reach with...

Dudley Do-Right's estranged cousin, Studly So-Wrong

Way to go 00dozo. You see it pays to be o-pin-ionated! You may have dreaded coming up with a caption but once you locked in on one look what happened. Now you be hangin' with the dufus. W00t, W00t - yahoo!

See everybody back here next week for another round of Pause Ponder and Pun. Hey, and don't forget to click on the links of these guys for a good read. Tell 'em dufus sent ya.

The Polka Dot Door

A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...

The Dangling Conversation

There's a debate underway in my household between my wife and I. I say "underway" because it hasn't quite reached the "raging" stage. If you want raging, my wife (a Francophone) and I (an Anglophone) from time to time (usually in a weak moment of my own making) slip into our number one discussion around why we don't speak more French at home - ergo - when am I, a former public servant who learned French at the expense of our gracious taxpayers and was technically rated bilingual (even though I hardly used it), going to improve my use of Canada's other language? This one never gets resolved, hence it's ongoing nature. But the current debate is over a remark I casually made the other day. I'm no geek, but with a lot of time on my hands I surf the web, converse on Facebook and such and - I have to admit - "I'm nonamedufus and I'm a Twitterholic". In an epiphany-like moment I was struck by the apparent impact of social networkin...

30 Days of Photos III #4 Sour

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