The Meads of Asphodel - Stiller of Tempests

I can't get this damned song out of my head. The Meads of Asphodel channeling Comus on their newest album. Care to dance?

Take a Page From My Book

... please!



I have no idea what was going on in my sketchbook this day... half of it I was in a phone meeting... the other half???

Tramp!

Ah, the tramp stamp, maligned, adored, cherished, ignored. Is there no finer tattoo fruit than thee? How can I count the ways?

I hope you tweet about this post!:


South of the Mason-Dixon:


Makes God For It Proudly:


WTF?:


Indeed:


Hey, I voted for change:


Literal:


Too literal:


This has made the rounds but its incredibleness needs to be bludgeoned into you:


Irony eating itself:


You can't spell butterfly without... sorry I just can't do it:


Church attendance would increase seven fold if the word was presented thusly:

The tramp stamp is not limited by gender, oh no:



Possibly the most horrible/amazing one:

To purge your mind of all you have just witnessed, here's Otis and Carla with one of the greatest videos ever made... TRAMP!

Public Access

Long before the days of the internet, before the enlightened age, a box existed known as television. And on this box was a channel like no other, unique to every realm. It provided stimulus for over-smoked, under-Pringled youngsters like myself, and now that we live in an enlightened age, I can share with you all the weirdness and wonder of the world of PUBLIC ACCESS:

Obituary love the kids:


Ken Sander can't keep 'em down:


The incredible origin of the heart/peace sign:


Albuquerque's public access lets The Pepsi Generation do Tequila and Cracks in the Sidewalk perform Leatherworld:


That damn rogue helicopter pilot:


Goth poetry (watch for the "paws"):


CB Walker makes Andy Kaufman proud:


and lastly, never talk to a German hippy about politics (International edition):


We now return you to your regularly scheduled banality

Cover Attack! THE DOCTOR IS IN!

...and the doctor is out! Thanks for playing!



PS Anyone asking for "Spin Doctors" gets excommunicated from the Idol

Crypt of Boocock

There are thousands of ghost sex jokes buried in the crypt of the house of boocock. I won't repeat them here...