Motivational posters for drunks…

Have a great 4th of July everyone! I’ll be taking a little break from blogging this weekend to go on a blinding, firework filled alcoholic bender enjoy a relaxing long weekend. If you have the means, suggest you do the same thing.

Sarah Palin, former Governor of Alaska, poses with her buddy, the American flag for the August issue of Runner’s World. For Wonder Woman who just canceled her RW subscription…

Despite Palin’s claims that her resignation from her Governor’s post was so she could dedicate time to helping kids, help dead fish swim upstream, something about Abe Lincoln, supporting the troops and playing basketball, we all know Palin’s “surprise” news means one thing. Removing herself from the Governor’s seat will allow her to focus all her energy on a run for the oval office in 2010. Speaking of running, a magazine I used to read, Runner’s World, interviewed Palin for their August issue. Here’s some of blah-blah from that:

It cracks me up going to some running event and seeing some dude who campaigned so hard against me, or a lady who’s been blogging some mean comments about me. I kick off my runs with the old Van Halen and AC/DC, then I get into my country music then I always wrap it up with a couple of mellow Amy Grant songs.

Weird, I always pegged Palin as a Van Hagar fan. Anyway, the press conference that Winky McMoose Killer held today to break this sad news to her friends in Alaska and the world also managed to reconfirm one thing.

Bitch is still completely bananas…

Comic originally published in Modern Drunkard Magazine. For LP who never forgets the beer.

Happy fireworks and booze fest 4th of July everyone! And remember, the next six-pack you buy might save your life. At the very least, it’ll make you and the people around you better looking.

Hardees new biscuit holes. Better than A-Holes! Whatever that means…

I’ve never been to Hardee’s but it looks like a great place if you’re not too picky about what you put in your mouth. Anyway, this ad for Hardee’s is all kinds of stupid and perfect to post on a lazy Friday. So there…

Lemmy Toast…

Lemmy Toast. It’s what’s for breakfast motherfuckers.

The Cult, Hollow Man live from 1985.

Without a doubt, Love is one of my favorite records of all time. Earlier this year, the band released a vinyl remaster of the 1985 record. Although The Cult has had it’s share of lineup changes, original vocalist Ian Astbury and guitarist Billy Duffy are still with the band, nearly 30 years later.

For tickets, click here. Additional tour dates here.

The Stranger. Volume 18, #42. July 1st, 2009. By Jay Bevenour.

More from artist Jay Bevenour, who is approximately 5′9, here.

Beth Ditto in London.

Now I’ve got fucking Van Morrison stuck in my head. Damn you Beth Ditto!

Source: Dlisted.

Ace Frehley’s commercial spot for his upcoming solo record, Anomaly.

This commercial for Ace’s new solo record, Anomaly, is whacked out public television genius. Anomaly is out on September 15th.

Thanks as always to Ace Frehley.com for the link…

Yipee! It’s 1976 again! For Surly…

A few weeks ago, Aerosmith announced that they would be performing their 1975 record, Toys in the Attic in its entirety during the first leg of their summer tour. On August 17th, when that tour hits White River here in Seattle, the band will play 1976’s Rocks all the way through. Queue my head exploding in 3, 2, 1…

After being informed of this revelation last night by my BFF and fellow Rocks aficionado Surly, our discussion digressed to the price tag associated with seeing one of our favorite bands perform what is easily Aerosmith’s greatest record. Nosebleed tickets for Aerosmith’s summer tour start at $95. Seats on your ass in the grass will run you $40. If you’re unaffected by the highest unemployment rates in 26 years and have been looking for a way to spend $400, The Sweet Spot Package will give you seating in the first 15 rows (not the first five) and access to a VIP (?) party with drummer and new author, Joey Kramer.

Now, if your cash is actually burning a hole in your wallet, for $1249 you can score tickets for The Wheels Up Package which includes seats in the first four rows and a meet and greet with Tyler and Walmart sympathizer Joe Fucking Perry. Speaking of The Perry, if Joe gets his wish, later dates of the tour might include live tracks from 1979’s Night in the Ruts.

Despite the sudden rush rock ‘n’ roll adrenaline to my head at the though of being able to experience Rocks live, I have to agree with Surly’s final take on it all. Forget about the money we don’t have for tickets. For us, the real deal breaker here is something both our ears and eyes reject simply on principal. Having to sit through Aerosmith’s opening act,  ZZ Top. Honestly, was every other band in the world (barring Nickelback of course) busy? Tube Snake Boogie in the house of delight?

Not so much…