Psyduck’s Mail Bag

Today Psyduck is reaching into his mail bag to answer reader questions. Today’s question comes from James in Birmingham, England. James writes:

“Psyduck, what are your favorite snacks? Are you into potato chips and pizza, or do you stay healthy with apples and carrots?”

Thanks for your question, James. Psyduck snacks on a lot of different foods, but he tends to snack more on sweets than fruits and veggies. He likes his apples, carrots and corn, to be sure, but he’s always ready to give you a Psyduck stare for a few good sweets. Unlike people, Psyducks have a great metabolism that helps them stay thin. Psyduck might seem portly, but remember, pictures always add extra pounds; Psyduck is actually in excellent health. Another plus is that Psyduck’s teeth are made of ultra-durable material that’s resistant to cavities. He still brushes his teeth, though, because that fights bad breath. Psyducks are known for their pleasant breath.

Since Psyduck really liked your e-mail, James, he took photos next to two of his favorite sweet snacks. The first one is called Venezuela Bitter and it’s the finest dark chocolate Psyduck has found in his never ending quest for the finest dark chocolate of the dark chocolate world. What makes this chocolate especially tasty is the description on the box:

“Chocolate in its truest form maximized for great taste with the pleasant essence of the cacao bean.”

 

Another one of Psyduck’s favorite sweets is Collon. Yes, Collon. He likes it not so much for its super flavor, but rather, for its crazy name. Who wouldn’t want Collon, huh? Anyway, Psyduck always has Collon with him for those ice-breaker conversations at the actor’s studio, talent meeting and elevator. It always works for him, so he advises that you carry Collon around with you all the time, too, James.

 

 

Thanks again for the e-mail, James. And thanks to all of you who’ve been e-mailing Psyduck with your questions. Keep ‘em coming, and maybe you can be featured in the next edition of Psyduck’s Mail Bag.

 

Psyduck! At the Chicago Auto Show

Well, Psyduck sure as hell took his sweet-ass time on this auto show blog, didn’t he? I kept telling him to get working on those photos; that people are waiting for his report. But did he listen? Nope. Got all diva until he was good and ready to blog. So finally, here we are. The auto show was months ago, but you can relive all the vehicular excitement right here, right now through the (blank) eyes of everyone’s favorite little duck.

So Psyduck really likes going to the auto show because there are lots of shiny cars of the luxury variety for him to pose next to without the hassle of dealers trying to sell him a ride. Before he checked out the cars, though, Psyduck went in search of a modern and trendy “welcome sign” that would accurately capture the vibe of this ginormous auto show. Instead, all he got was this ghetto poster that looks like it was borrowed from the K-mart auto shop. It was really sad.

More thought went into designing me than the sign.

No worries. A crappy little sign wasn’t going to hamper all the vehicular fun awaiting our yellow little friend. No way. Especially not after he ran into this beauty around the corner.

I have my own website? I had no idea!

And behind that sign was this:

Someone needs to can the chick and bring in the real yellow model.

During these photo shoots for the yellow.com people, some of Psyduck’s fans couldn’t contain themselves behind the barricades. This young man rushed towards poor Psyduck and had to be brought back by his sensible girlfriend. Psyduck later autographed his hat.

No, Jimmy. Psyduck can’t talk to you now.

In keeping with the yellow theme, Psyduck navigated through the packed crowd towards several yellow showpieces.

A Psy and his horse.

The Psy Charger.

Along the way, Psyduck saw a car that would be more comfortable at a Star Wars convention.

Lovingly painted by Darth Maul.

So yeah, the show was packed with cars and people. At times, it was like navigating through a can of sardines. People would stand around and point at fancy things like doors and hoods. Others would stand in line so they could touch those fancy doors and hoods. Some even went as far as sitting at the back of the car and daydreaming about tailgating. It was very inspirational.

Wow. I can’t believe we’re in the same room with these cars.

Not everything was touchable, though. The show had plenty of cars that most people can’t afford, even if they sell their left kidney.

Got Luxury?

This car was so popular, even the Grand Canyon stopped by to look.

In addition to the luxury rides, there were other cool cars on hand. Anyone remember the Ghostbusters? Yup, their station wagon was there. Also, bet you didn’t know that Paul McCartney teamed up with Lexus to create a special SUV sporting his signature guitar. Hope real leather wasn’t used in that model.

Who you gonna call?

For those not content with just looking and touching cars, there was the option to get behind the wheel and drive. A section of the auto show was set aside for an obstacle course for people to really get the feel of the car by driving 2 m.p.h in a climate controlled environment. Unfortunately, Psyduck couldn’t join the fun because of height restrictions. This is why Psyduck doesn’t go to Great America.

This is the biggest hill around. Enjoy it while you can!

There was one more modeling obligation Psyduck had to fulfill during the show. In this picture Psyduck was asked to use the restaurant fight scene from Kill Bill as inspiration for the shot. Do you feel it?

The dance floor quickly cleared after Psyduck demonstrated his five-point-palm exploding heart technique.

Yes, it’s definitely a fantastic shot, but here’s some Pop-Up Video info you didn’t know. During the shoot, a young fan kept walking onto the set and asking stupid questions. Eventually, security was called.

I want to be famous, too!

In today’s modern age, no convention would be complete without video games, and the Chicago Auto Show was no exception. Granted, most of the games were car-related, but it was still great to know that impressionable young children got their game on away from home. Plus, it’s always heartwarming to see kids picking their nose and then touching the controller. It’s good to be one with technology. With that in mind, Psyduck didn’t try any games himself, but instead opted to stand back and take pictures for his friends–risking his life, mind you, as parents weren’t too thrilled with some crazy duck taking pictures of their kids.

Anyway, some of the games Psyduck saw at the show were: Need for Speed: Most Wanted, stationed by Ford, Grand Turismo, stationed by Subaru, and Tony Hawk’s American Wasteland, stationed by Jeep. What? Tony Hawk? Yup. Fans of the series no doubt know that Jeep has been letting virtual skaters grind on their product for years, so running the game at the show was almost expected. Psyduck was hoping that demos of the game would be available, but sadly, all that was offered was some shitty Jeep CD featuring music from super-hot Hootie and the Blowfish, and a few crappy PC games that will probably install Jeep spyware to find out if you’re a Jeep loyalist, or if you’re really just a turncoat who’s driving the Paul McCartney Lexus SUV.

Who needs E3 when you’ve got an auto show?

As if that wasn’t enough, Psyduck happened upon another gaming hotspot behind this great behemoth.

Oh yeah? You and what army?

That’s right, tucked away behind the tank was a whole corner devoted to everyone’s favorite game: America’s Army. On one side, a tent was set up that housed at least 15 PCs running the game, while a plasma TV stationed outside the tent let people see games in progress. On the other side of the corner, a Hummer made sure visitors knew that people in the Special Forces have big, scary guns.

America’s Army: Coming to a convention near you!

Not one to miss a photo op with anything yellow, Psyduck quickly scrambled onto the Hummer for these Kodak moments:

Menacing, yes?

Why you up in my grille, yo?

Oh yeah, Psyduck saw this, too.

Pages upon pages of game reviews are in this car.

Well, that’s it. Psyduck hopes you had a great time reading and viewing his auto show blog! Our happy little photo-blogger is anxiously looking forward to his next project, so for now he’ll say goodbye by blatantly ripping off the 20/20 closing: He’ll stay in touch, so you stay in touch!

Puny cars, I crush you.

 

Punisher Car

Psyduck is proud to present the very popular and very cool Punisher Car Blog. You’ll have to excuse the delay, as it’s quite cumbersome to type with flippers. Anyway, for those of you who haven’t visited my page in a while, Psyduck had the pleasure of chillin’ in L.A. earlier this summer, and some of his (mis)adventures have been chronicled for this blog.

Should I part this to the left or to the right?

So Psy noticed that people in this west coast city love them some automobiles. Walking in L.A.? Yeah right, nobody walks in L.A., except the tourists.

Beavis called. He wants his feet back.

And while Psy loves to peoplewatch and to take pictures of random strangers, he decided that while he was in this car town, he’d spend some time carwatching. Unfortunately, his first outing yielded no results. Strange, but true.

Hmm. Lots of trees; no cars.

Undeterred, Psy went to a local hangout to learn more about these mechanical beasts.

Rims not spinnin’? Something up in your grill? Git yo’ ass to the car spa n’ chill.

After his visit at the Car Spa, Psy had the 411 to go out on his own. His first stop? One of the local freeways.

Psyzilla!

Watching the cars from a distance was okay, but Psy really wanted to experience freeway thrills firsthand. So he borrowed some wheels from a friend and promptly tore up the road.

Proudly held together with duct tape since 1979.

Psy’s speedy ride prompted much jealousy and envy from fellow drivers. Even this clown was ready to trade in his ride.

Wow! Just like Outrun!

Tommy Vercetti loses another cell phone.

After a few miles of racing, Psy let the old man win.

Hey, where’s the girl? Did she fall out somewhere along the way?

Besides, he had to let him go. After all, the geezer had to chase down his stolen chairs

Who said musical chairs aren’t hot anymore?

Sadly, the freeway fun had to come to an end, so Psy hit the surface streets in search of more cars. What luck! Psy hit the car jackpot within minutes. Just look at the luxury Psy found.

Old-school pimpness

The Fast and the Furious circa 1941. Grandpa sold separately.

New-school pimpness

Starring in a rap video near you.

Totally stoked on the pimp rides he saw so far, Psy was ready to wrap up his day and go home. As he turned the corner, lady luck threw him another surprise. There, in front of his beady, blank eyes was a car officially “pimped” by the gods of West Coast Customs. Huzzah! The one, the only: the Punisher car.

Sexy from the left.

Sexy from the back.

Sexy from the right.

Psy was overjoyed. First order of business: take pictures of himself next to the car

Skull by day, Grievous by night.

It’s one thing to be next to the car, but a real enthusiast would do more. Thus, it was time to one up the challenge and sprawl on the car itself. So risking life and wing, Psy casually wandered closer to the car and did this:

Oh, to live dangerously.

Mr. Psyduck > Mr. Badd Guy

After the encounter with the Punisher car, it was time to call it a day. As Psyduck sat back to ponder the day’s events, he found a seat facing the street. Ahhh…beautiful cars, how I love thee.

Bow down to Psyzilla.

 

Fun with Psyduck

So today Psyduck wanted to share photos of his time at the airport. In case you didn’t know, Psyduck loves airports and taking pictures of random strangers. Sitting back and watching the world go by is very relaxing for the little duck.

Nothing like some chicken before a flight.

Musical chairs, anyone?

And when people-watching gets boring, you can turn your attention outside to the planes and the mechanic peeps. A Psyduck with a camera never gets bored.

Man, lost a contact again.

Psyduck really wanted to go outside and help drive the luggage carts around the tarmac–he even brought his own orange vest–but he couldn’t talk his way past security. So instead of driving luggage around, Psyduck decided to “borrow” the courtesy tram to escort passengers to their gates.

Where do they keep that booster seat?

He met some very nice people.

Hi. We are practicing to become waiters.

And one stupid bitch.

What did you say about my Erika Badu ‘do?

After dropping off everyone safely at their gates, it was time to board the plane and watch the cattle procession from his seat.

Sit yo’ ass down, fool.

Good thing Psyducks can read

Damn fine thing they can read.

Time to put away the camera and hunker down for a relaxing game of Lumines. What did you think? Psyduck would be playing Pokemon?

On the next Psyduck photo blog: The Punisher Car