David Smith

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The E is for Excitement

“Bloodcurdling tales of horror and the macabre” by HP Lovecraft with wraparound art by Michael Whelan that remains my favourite book cover art of all time.
A squirrel, enjoying a Pizza Luce crust mere inches from the viewer and his bemused dogs.
A cat in a bag.
A pigeon, held up to the entrance of a missile nose cone. The pigeon has been conditioned to steer the missile towards axis shipping targets. The pigeon does not know that the person conditioning it intends to sacrifice it in a fiery explosion. It does not understand what it is going on because the pigeon has a pigeon’s brain.
A fancy-dress animal-torturer gets a bull’s horn right in the Gary Glitter in front of a crowd of people, at least some of whom must surely have laughed.
A web page from Chef’s Resource all about how long alcohol stays in the body after death. I learned a lot! It’s just a worrying diversion from explaining what Beef Jus is, etc. and I hope Julie is okay.
A notice that everyone in the Twin Cities just won a JFK Profile in Courage award, which will make us +5% more INSUFFERABLE, honestly.
The sublime painting “Judith beheading Holofernes” by the artist, murderer and real piece of shit, Caravaggio.
A cover of This Strange Tomorrow by Frank Belknap Long. A man’s serious face, some bokeh balls and the tantalizing tag line “Is it possible to arrest time by not thinking at all” and I really hope the answer is yes.
Barney, from The Simpsons. An animated drunk, who is now something of a fashionista.
Teddy, an adorable mongrel dog of unusual proportions, rests half of his body on a couch, like a little idiot.
A really cool illustration of the H H Holmes Murder Castle that facilitated his murder and dismemberment of a whole bunch of people, by Holly Carden. Sorry, in case this isn’t clear: Holly Carden did the illustration. H H Holmes did the murder/dismemberment.
Iggy Pop, pointing at the guy who keeps stealing his shirt before concerts. The crowd is going nuts.
A shockingly erotic picture of Roasted Cumin Lamb Skewer flavoured Lay’s crisps. They really do taste like roasted cumin lamb but not overwhelmingly so.
A handsome wicker-man, filled to the brim with willing sacrifices, ready to guarantee the fecundity of the land once more.
A scam text trying to convince me that I’ve forgotten about this lovely looking lady.