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I loved Underdog. The cartoon, not whatever this was. It was shown in syndication in the afternoon and I used to watch it at my grandparent’s house when the weather was too crappy for my grandfather to take dad and I out for boating adventures in the Port Charlotte canals.

The New York Times is reporting that Underdog co-creator W. Watts Biggers died.

I looked in my archives to see how much I’ve posted about Underdog. I found this in a link round-up post from 2002. (Un)fortunately, the links were dead:

It was back to sad, however, when I saw the ain’t it cool news headline announcing the death of Rocky and Bullwinkle animation supervisor William “Tex” Henson. Henson also oversaw Underdog, which was one of my favorite cartoons. There’s not a lot of Underdog information on the web. ToonTracker has some and I found a rather disturbing quantity of Underdog fan fiction that someone wrote while heavily medicated.

I also found this, which was disturbing in a different way, in that it was about a dream I had last year: I doubt a completed Underdog coloring book actually counts as a PhD comprehensive exam.

In retrospect, Underdog was a pretty annoying show, which may explain why we went on some afternoon boat rides in pretty crappy weather. Still, I loved the Underdog coloring books. A lot.

Speaking of unleashing things into Rock Creek Park, I thought I’d post a link to the story about the python that showed up in Rock Creek Park this week. It’s a nice change of pace from obsessing over all of the exotic invasives in the Everglades, I guess. Speaking of which, if you haven’t had a moment of horror over this monster, you should really take a break out of your busy schedule of reading my site and drinking coffee. “UF Researchers find state record 87 eggs in largest python from the Everglades.”

It looks like we’re going to check out the s/art/q debut party tonight after all. There’s a post on the creative loafing blog about the screenprinting party and also the genesis of the organization. Jungle Pete and his much better half are meeting us for dinner and art, we’ll give a full report later.

Speaking of art… There are two versions of J. Seward Johnson’s “Unconditional Surrender.” One has moved to San Diego, the other sits here on the Bayfront in Sarasota.

File under: what the hell?, originally uploaded by meanlouise.

I snapped this picture of Sarasota’s most controversial piece of public art as we were driving by, but I’m pleased to see that I randomly captured someone looking up the statue’s dress. This is apparently a popular past-time (make your own pubic art jokes here).

I’m still reading up on the controversy over the statue. It’s all rather bizarre and probably worthy of a later post.

I got nothin’ – unless you want to hear about how impressed I am with the quality of my iphone’s camera. (The googlemaps/GPS thingy? Not so much).

The homicidal GPS is telling me to drive straight for .52 miles
“The homicidal GPS is telling me to drive straight for .52 more miles.”

I have so-called affinity license plates. I’m pretty sure the only place you can get valid license plates is through the DMV. I mention this because over the last few months several people have asked me where I got my license plates.

The best answer I’ve come up with so far is, “I made them myself…in prison.”

You may be able to get personalized, legal postage stamps now but I’m pretty sure license plates are like driver’s licenses, they need to be issued from a government agency to be valid. I just don’t think you want everyone to be able to manufacture plates, even if the state still issues the tag number.

Now that I’ve seen this post on Cajun Boy in the City, I don’t know if I think every state should be allowed to manufacture plates. Aren’t there any grownups in the Florida Legislature?

This is a mockup of the plate the Florida Senate has proposed:

Religious License Plate

I need to go lay down now.