Just another example of why Ectomites kick ass:

Esteemed Mr. Rosenberg,

I believe at some point in the past you and several other ectomites requested the Pope, a Gorilla and an explosion, I have done my best to make this so. So without further ado, if you take a look at the photobucket link above, I’m hoping you’ll be at least moderately amused.

Ironically, I keep hearing a newscast along the lines of “And in Vatican City today, Archbishop Bobo and the Pope celebrate the first successful test of the “Holy Hand Grenade” series of tactical nuclear weapons….”

Nikolai

Who’s awesome? Nikolai’s awesome.

Any claims I might make to possessing a natural predisposition to surfing are belied by my pale complexion and, at times, questionable equilibrium. This is probably for the best, as I have celebrated Shark Week long enough to know that those sea-bound carnivores despise the hobby; the wave enthusiasts perturbing them to the point that they oftentimes resort to physical intervention.

There are no sharks in the oceans of photographers Steve Gorrow and Dustin Humphrey. No, in their series for Dopamine — an art installation sponsored by Intrepid51 — the world beneath a surfer’s board is occupied by nude women astride motorcycles, submerged shanty-towns, and strange, Dr. Seuss inspired automobiles; and in contrast to our own, it appears to be a world blissfully unaware of the wave riders skimming the surface above their heads.

Be careful where you click if exposed, female breasts are frowned upon in your workplace.

Dopamine [Insight] : Shoot The Blog : FFFFOUND

Now that’s just over-the-top awesome. A lion in a sidecar in a wall-of-death act? That’d be like the Pope high-fiving a gorilla as explosions go off in the background.

Comment by CJ — July 24, 2008 @ 1:52 pm

Fuck yeah!

I KNEW IT!

Inappropriate Children’s Books [Cracked.com Photoshop Phriday Ripoff] : Giania

From personal experience, I can tell you all that a drainage shunt fit with a canteen nozzle and inserted into the back of the cranium can not only decrease the dangers of a hydrocephalic losing his bobble-headed balance and spontaneously catapulting himself, but will also make him an unexpected hit at parties when the booze runs dry. By French designer Christophe Huet.

Christoph Huet [Artist’s Site] : Old Man Musings : Designverb

Moments from the Bible, as seen from Google Earth, by The Glue Society for Art Basel Miami Beach. Clockwise from top left: the crucifixion, the Garden of Eden, Noah’s ark, Moses parts the Red Sea.

Miami Art Fair [The Glue Society] : Guardian Unlimited

I, Derek Cthulhu Fh’tagn Pegritz, have a confession to make: I have a raging medical fetish, especially when it comes to mortuary equipment and insane asylums. I collect antique medical equipment, and my house looks like a combination of a 1920s doctors office and a shrine to Skinny Puppy and broken computer equipment. If I ever find an Innsmouth babe of my own, we shall certainly honeymoon at Danvers Asylum in Danvers, Mass.

So when I came upon Cyril Van Der Haegen’s online portfolio, I was interested in just flipping through the illustrations, chasing down a few rumored R’lyehan prints until…I came upon the one above. Continue Reading…

Photography by Bru [Artjob.ru] : : Pavlog

Unused shot for Unhallowed Metropolis.

Modeled by Zack and Allison. Photo by Robert Brown.

The moustache, dear friends, belongs to me. And it is a doozy. Human hair, delightfully brown, and set lovingly into a flesh-colored mesh base, which we savagely glued to Zack’s upper lip. He was not allowed to remove it until his tears softened the spirit gum.

Unhallowed Metropolis is the tabletop roleplaying game of retropostapocalyptic horror that I’ve been working on for the past couple years. The process has been arduous, the art draining, the photography persnickety, and the entire concept so ludicrously appealing that I did it anyway.

It has been two hundred years since first the outbreak of the Plague, when without warning the dead rose to feed on the flesh of the living. […]

Seventy percent of the world’s population succumbed to the Plague, secondary epidemics, or the mass starvation that followed.

The year was 1905; it was the dawn of a new dark age.

In the following decades, the survivors to learned to fight back and to retake what they had lost. Recalling the golden age that had come before, the Neo-Victorians set out to rebuild their shattered nation. […]

London 2105. The capitol of the Neo-Victorian Empire is a vast, densely crowded city surrounded by fortifications fifty-feet high. The dead walk the Wastelands beyond the walls, and spontaneous outbreaks of the Plague ravage the population within. It is only through constant vigilance and massed firepower that order is maintained.

I heard recently from Jason Soles, one of the writers and project heads (the other being Nicole Vega) that the first UnMet book will be released at GenCon Indy, a gigantic gaming convention in Indianapolis. I will probably be in attendance to sign and shmooze, we’ll be hawking books and prints, and you’ll finally get to see what the hell we’ve been posting about for the past however many months.

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Vintage Fruit/Vegetable Labels [Something Awful Forums]

Medical Anomalies 9 [Worth1000]