Young Johnny Despairs of Maintaining His Slim Girlish Figure

Sadly Mom, Dad and Sis consumed every single beverage in the house last night playing drinking games.

Meanwhile, Charlie Brown once again consults his friend Linus on the great theological questions of the day.

Dean Martin is Coming to Steal Your Cereal

I mean Sugar Bear. That guy. For such a laid back cereal mascot, you've got to admire his brass balls. While Trix the Rabbit tried various ineffectual schemes to get cereal and Lucky Leprechaun had all he could do to keep from getting mugged by hungry tykes, Sugar Bear just marched in like a juggernaut and took that fuckin' cereal.





I suppose Granny Goodwitch could've tried turning him into a frog, but maybe it's just as well she didn't.

"I Think it's Time You Started Trapping and Filtering Your Gas Mr.Rizzoli"

Say the right thing and you too can have your groceries sprinkled with with a generous coating of Lark cigarette ash.

And So a Nation of Mom and Dads Ruin Their Dens

The siren song of sexy ladies in "Laugh In" party dresses was to much to resist.

Feel the Love

As I get my ducks in a row, I plan on posting more of my artwork here. (When I'm not musing about pop culture obscurities or making fun of old Life magazine ads.)

Here's a piece I recently finished for the Firefly Collective's "Occupy Love" group show. (I apologize for the picture quality, it was taken with a cell phone.) I've been experimenting lately with taking thick shadow box type frames and decorating them with stickers and doo-dads. We'll see if this approach bears fruit.

And now, another word from our sponsors...

More vintage ads!

Get the party started with Gilbey's gin and copious amounts of blow.



Nothing entices you to buy soda like a nightmarish grinning spectre. Brrrr.



Yes, once upon a time America needed incredibly grim public service announcements to keep it from washing it's clothes in gasoline.



Judging by this gentleman's face, he's going to use that bottle to bludgeon the unsuspecting homeowner to death.



In spousal abuse or rape, you'll look smart in your Van Heusen shirt.



Mom blissfully unaware that her family plans to please Satan.



And finally, we have Al Capp's Dick Tracy parody character Fearless Fosdick fighting the frizzies and some dude who kidnaps women dressed as a fire hydrant.

Everything Old is New Again

It's been awhile, but I've dusted things off, deleted spam comments and out of date links so ON WITH THE SHOW. More vintage ads!


Drunken skeet shooters claim the life of yet another whiskey mascot.




"Stop feeding your dog little girls and try PARD instead."





Nothing says "Elegant" like dumping canned hash all over your filet mignon.






"Okay guys, you can stop looking at my professionally cleaned rugs now! Seriously, it's starting to freak me out."





In case you were wondering where Lucy's distinctive later life voice came from...




Not an ad, but I couldn't resist throwing in this Walt Kelly cartoon I came across while looking for these. You ain't gonna see art this pretty on the editorial pages these days. (Click for a better view.)