Thursday, June 28, 2007


Okay, I'm an idiot. For some reason I kept calling Anita Eckberg "Anita Eckert." I guess I should check my file names more carefully, huh? Anyway, here's a random image of the Swedish "Ice Queen" herself. They just don't make bombshells anymore, boppers.

In other blogger news, I've added a new link to the list to your right. One of the coolest blogs I've seen, brought to my attention by my good friend Nik Havert. Check it out!

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Anita Eckert

At one time I think I promised more images of Swedish "Ice Queen" Anita Eckert, so here you go, boppers.

Movie Poster Madness!

Fellow blogger the Evil DM posted a link to this totally superfluous, dangerously addictive but extremely fun website tool.
After spending a couple hours playing around with it, I've decided to post this one I did as a total exercise in humility. Hey, we were all young once, right?
Just click to enlarge the image if you can't make it all out.
Until next time, boppers...

Thursday, June 21, 2007

The Challengers of Evil!

Back in the late 1980s, my buddies and me put down our 1st Edition AD&D rule books and took a crack at playing super heroes for awhile. I had the serendipitous pleasure of meeting Jeff Dee, co-creator of the RPG Villains & Vigilantes the first time I attended the Michiana Comicon back in '85. I'd been a fan of his art since I first cracked open the basic D&D rule book back in '81 and had bought the V&V rule set just a few months before meeting Mr. Dee. I was stoked, so the summer of '85 my pals and I put down our swords and spell books, donned tights and acquired superhuman powers in the name of justice.

In this short-lived fervor, many characters were created and some pretty memorable adventures took place. Over the years, we'd played many different RPGs, including frequent returns to V&V, but none of the latter characters could seem to top those first handful of heroes. At one time, not so long ago, I even entertained the idea of chronicling our adventures in comic book form, but life always has a way of getting in the way of one's plans. So, for the hell of it, here are a team of characters you're likely never to see. Some of their names and abilities have been modified from their original versions due to just plain corniness, but here goes:

Six-and-one-half inches of action, Action Figure packed enough miniature high-tech ordinance to take on a small army.
A human "soul" trapped in an android body, Atomika was a walking nuclear generator.
A "low level" telepath, Blue Frost's real power was his telekinetic-like ability to generate ice and cold. Blue Frost was killed in the line of duty by a team of super-powered female assassins, but returned a short time later as the Deadman-esque Psycho-Phoenix.
Armed with an anti matter blade and the incredible strength of his robotic body, Centurion came from outer space to warn Earth of an impending invasion.
The team's leader, Star Hawk possessed vast pyrokinetic abilities, which he used to hurl bolts of flame and create fiery wings which enabled him to fly.
Able to run super humanly fast, Tesla also wore a special suit that generated electricity with each step.
Who knows, maybe one day these heroes of yesteryear will see the light of day, perhaps in the 1980s sequel to Hollywood Heroes. Until then, keep it here, boppers.

Friday, June 08, 2007

Not a "Hollywood Heroes Update"

While trolling through the murky depths of my hard drive, I came across an old image of my femme fatal, Nora Frost. Ms. Frost first appeared to me in a dream well over ten years ago and has haunted my imagination ever since. She made her first "appearance" in a short story I wrote called "The Wizard of Holiday Ave." as the spell-slinging stripper love interest to the story's hero Jack. Later, I attempted to expand Jack's world by compiling and adding to all the short stories I'd written about him in a book called "The Charmed Life." It was an attempt to combine film noir with fantasy. One of these days, I may get around to finishing the book, but in the meantime, just enjoy the picture.

Here's an article I found awhile back while blogging (the cyber space equivalent of "dumpster diving," I suppose). I told some friends about it not too long ago and meant to post it then, but I sorta forgot about it. I don't know how reliable the article is, but it makes for a helluva story. If you can't read it at this size, just click the image for a bigger version.

What happened one night when Clark Kent took his date to see a dirty movie.
Gee, Clark, it didn't take "super intelligence" to figure that one out.

Just a random image of the Swedish "ice queen" Anita Eckberg. Note the shape of her eyes and the shape of her eyebrows and then look at Nora Frost again. I swear I had no idea who Anita Eckberg was when I created Ms. Frost. Maybe I should do a homage to this image with Ms. Frost. It only seems right, I guess.

Well, boppers, this pretty much wraps up this post. More "Hollywood Heroes" updates to come.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Hollywood Heroes Update #12: The Story So Far...

1943, somewhere on a small uncharted island off the coast of Africa...
"Behold! Za greatest veapon of za Sird Reich!"

Meanwhile, somewhere in the heart of Kansas, upon a hot, wooden stage, a handful of silver screen serial heroes gather for a War Bond rally.
Although the lot of them never quite reached the star status of the Phantom, the Shadow or even "Crash" Corrigan, to this crowd, they are all stars. Heroes.
Today, their names are legend.
William Waters, Olympic silver medal swimmer turned actor achieved fame in "The Underwater Empire" as the Atlantean hero the Blue Wave.
Sidney Rosenthal as the crimson-clad Latin swashbuckler El Royo.
Wally "Booster" Martin as the rocketeering Nightflyer.
Burt Barnes, aka the high-flying Captain Nighthawk.
Dylan Morrow, Olympic gold medal-winning archer as the Scarlet Archer.
The reclusive Richmond Kane as the mysterious Chimera.

And Jack Hart, the All-American Hero!
"Remember, kids, don't let the Nazis win! Get your parents to buy war bonds! It's the American way!"
And the crowd goes wild.

Soon after, backstage, after a few autographs for the "kids" of some barrel-chested teamsters, Booster Martin laments the lowly state of his career.
"I can't believe I'm hawkin' war bonds fer a livin'."
Hart assures Martin that there are worse ways to make a living, when, suddenly...
"Jou gentlemen vill come vis uss."