I’ve finally decided to shut down this joint and move on to greener pastures. Most of the visitors here only come for the boobies anyhow, and there are lots of other options for those.

You can find me here now, and here, if you are so inclined.

Out of respect for all the folks who have linked here over the last three years, this site will remain up to keep those posts viable.

Thanks everyone for your time – hope you’ll join me at the new place, where you’ll be getting more of the real me, so to speak. No bare asses or stripper poles, but I’m trying to get something in place that I wouldn’t be embarassed to show my daughters.

Take care you all!

Go be a super spy.

via Sugar and Spice

Via BME

Curt over at the Groovy Age has scanned and posted some covers to of his extensive pulp fiction collection. There’s some great trashy treasures there you won’t find anywhere else, so if this sort of thing is your bag, bookmark it and enjoy.

Coilhouse conjures up a blast from the past with Trent Reznor’s apocalyptic Broken Movie. Before I had the internet, this thing was the stuff of legend. I’m glad to live in an era when it now exists side-by-side on the same site where my 4 1/2 year old gets her Scooby Doo cartoons.

Elvin Jones

Over yonder at the unsurpassed photohistory If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger, There’d Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats, Tom Sutpen throws out an amazing photo set by Blue Note executive/photographer Francis Wolff. Check it.

Now this a video.  It’s like Heavy Metal by way of Fort Thunder.

Via Super Punch

Via Pop Culture Safari

Being a child o’ the late 70’s/early 80’s, I found this post of arcade cabinet art over at Monster Brains particularly satisfying.

Via Flash glam trash!