Because you can have too much nature, is why
Beautiful sunny day in our garden today, so I stayed inside and made laserbeams shoot out of Mary Poppins’ eyes.
Did I ever tell you my Mary Poppins story? I was five when the movie came out and I was absolutely besotted with it. Made my poor mother take me back to see it, like, five times.
After the last time, I said to her, “Mother, if you died, do you think there’s any chance Papa would remarry Julie Andrews?”
Yeah, I don’t think our relationship ever fully recovered.
It’s Friday! Go forth and have an awesome weekend. And no, nobody had Omar Sharif in the Dead Pool, unless they spelled it funny.
Posted: July 10th, 2015 under personal, photoshop.
Comments: 17
Comments
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: July 10, 2015, 10:23 pm
Practically perfect in every way!
She taught me everything I know.
Comment from dissent555
Time: July 10, 2015, 11:41 pm
Just a spoon full of sugar.
And laserbeams!!
Comment from QuasiModo
Time: July 11, 2015, 1:31 am
Nice touch with the lens flare…looks like an effect from Star Trek, The Original Series :+)
Comment from catnip
Time: July 11, 2015, 4:30 am
Zap-eyes would be great for use at our favorite family-friendly restaurant where poppets often create an uproar. Their parents wouldn’t be any the wiser; they appear to have no conscious awareness of the obnoxiousness of their offspring.
Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: July 11, 2015, 9:37 am
When I was a kid what endeared me to Julie Andrews was when I read that in real life she often cursed like a sailor and could scorch the paint off a wall at 50 feet.
Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: July 11, 2015, 10:10 am
Argh! I think The Weasel and I must have eaten in your restaurant just last week, Catnip!
I know such sentiments are usually brushed aside as ‘fond (distorted) memories’ but I’m damn sure the maternal badger would have given us a fine old nip had we behaved like that when I were a cub and I know Her Stoatliness was brung up proper, too (don’t discuss runny babbit disembowelling techniques at the breakfast table etc)
Heaven help us in 15 years time. The SJWs, who have never once in their lives been told they are wrong about anything so never can be, are bad enough but this next crop look set to become little Hitlers.
Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: July 11, 2015, 11:12 am
The BadgerMom would have given us a chomp! There are far too many feral children out there.
In Re the picture, Ol’Bert did something She did not like?
Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: July 11, 2015, 1:58 pm
Time, time and again
I see you staring down at me
Now, then and again
I wonder what it is that you see
With those angry eyes…
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes!
Kenny Loggins – Angry Eyes
Comment from mojo
Time: July 11, 2015, 5:14 pm
I highly recommend Blake Edward’s “S.O.B.”, a scorchingly funny look at Hollywood.
And Julie Andrew’s “boobies”…
Comment from catnip
Time: July 11, 2015, 7:18 pm
@Uncle Badger,
Good manners are so 20th Century. They’re what prevent many of us from confronting the sort of antics that can cause us to wish we’d stayed at home.
We were girl children. The threat of a switch cut from the apricot tree kept us in line. These days, a mom who resorted to that tactic would find herself childless.
The world is turning upside-down. With any luck, we won’t be here to see it inside-out.
Comment from Fritzworth
Time: July 11, 2015, 11:20 pm
I think this was going to be in the next Terminator film if Terminator Genisys had done better at the box office.
Comment from Stark Ðickflüßiᵹ
Time: July 12, 2015, 12:15 am
Ha! I watched that movie some years ago. My first thought when she swoops in and callously murders all those old ladies was, “She’s a damned witch!” and then she started in on her preaching & I says, “And she’s a fucking communist!”
Comment from Oceania
Time: July 12, 2015, 11:57 am
Well, you’d better look at this folks
Getting pulled from US servers as fast as it is going up
Comment from S. Weasel
Time: July 12, 2015, 1:01 pm
No thank you, O.
Comment from Uncle Al
Time: July 12, 2015, 6:39 pm
Although smaller restaurants can’t do this, I’ve found that many of the larger ones have sections where they try not to seat any small children. They can’t very well put up signs, so you do have to ask. A euphemistic request for “a quiet part of the restaurant so we can enjoy our meal better” will usually get you a knowing smile and a nicer table and only the distant din of ill-behaved proto-persons.
When I was little, my mother carried in her purse a rubber spatula, a/k/a bowl scraper. Being whacked with one of those stings like the dickens but doesn’t leave bruises much less break the skin. If I acted in an uncivilized manner, all she had to do was lean down and say, “Remember what I have in my purse.” I don’t recall ever needing more than just the threat to make me behave myself. In fact, I don’t remember more than two or three spankings total as a child. Sparingly and properly (lovingly?) delivered, spankings are wonderfully effective.
Comment from MikeW
Time: July 12, 2015, 9:05 pm
Pretty cute, Swease. Now you need to make a rainbow shoot out of Barbarella’s ass. 🙂
I’ll join your movie reminiscing with my own personal tragedy. I recall waiting the whole movie to see her fly around with using her umbrella only to find out when it was over that that was a different movie. We were at The Unsinkable Molly Brown. I was so bummed. Oh the humanity!
Wow, those movies were released 50 years ago now. Oh the humanity… times two!
Re the gif: I really do think it’s beautiful work, but at the risk of screwing up your whole noble project… could you tweak the apparent angle she’s glancing to align with her beams? I know you did it that way to show the two discrete beams, since using her actual glance angle after the head turn would make them align from the camera’s POV and be less impressive. Le Sigh.
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