(from Adventure Comics #394, June 1970; by Cary Bates, Win Mortimer and Jack Abel)

Really. Super. Stoked. Really. Super. Stoked. REALLY. SUPER. STOKED.

Featuring… …and… …and… …and… …and… …and… …finally closing out with… How’s that for a dystopian future, kids?

Perhaps it is, but it just might be.. …or… …OR… …or maybe all three at once, standing naked by your bedside, their dead eyes gazing down upon your sleeping body. It’s something to consider, at the very least.

My body developed an intolerance for lactose right after this ad appeared. Coincidence? I think not. Recommended listening: A heady concoction spiked with a 3/4ths solution of Beatle juice and mixed with a Slow Hand.

(from Adventure Comics #364, January 1968; by Jim Shooter and Pete Costanza)

Sometimes a Nobody’s Favorite post requires a couple hundred words of autobiographical anecdotes and historical context, and sometimes all it requires is a single house ad ganked from the back of a tattered issue of How to Draw Robotech. It’s a good thing, too, because it spares me from having to track down the actual [...]

(from Adventure Comics #364, January 1968; by Jim Shooter and Pete Costanza)

Recommended listening: For those of you too young or too fortunate to remember.

Sometime I worry that I have mellowed with age, that the salt of emotional cruelty has lost its savor and unwelcome feelings (which I’ve heard described in some circles as “empathy”) have begun to blunt the edges of my long, outward-directed götterdämmerung. “Is this really a life for a forty year old man?” I ask [...]