Thursday potpourri
SPRAGGETT ON CHESS
Let’s face it: we chess players are music consumers, not music makers! (I am not complaining) ANYWAY, looking at this photo always cheers me up…
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I always get a chuckle from Streatham Brixton Chess blog whenever the topic is horrible book covers for chess books. I know you should never judge a book by its cover, but what is a rational person supposed to do when faced with some glaring flight of the designer’s imagination? You would think that chess books–being conservative by nature–would limit the artist’s imagination. Apparently not always…
Na old Streatham blog entry is a reall killer:
Where do people get their ideas from for book covers like this? What happened to finesse and elegance? It is supposed to be chess, right…?!
Previous chess book candidates include:
Explosions, people parachuting to safety and an armed solider…hmm. Not bad for a chess book that discusses the violent nature of 1.Nf3 followed by a queenside fianchetto!
I never thought about the classic bishop sacrifice as being a type of trojan horse, but I guess the designer knows nothing about chess! Bxh7ch is not about deception….
Hey, I am all in favour of new ideas in chess! I’ll have to start looking for the ‘Zuke moment’ in my chess games from now on…maybe my opponents will have to start wearing helmuts and protective clothing…
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WHILE WE ARE ON THIS TOPIC….
SOME OF MY FAVOURITE NON-CHESS BOOK COVERS!
Do you think he will soon notice on where her hand is heading? Or is he playing it too cool…(?)
I know that she was blind , but really: certainly she must have noticed where her hands are! I blush just looking at this cover…
With an ass like that, even the dead can come back to life! I like how the corpse seems to be reaching out to tear at her shorts…better read this book in private!
You know what happens when you try and use telepathy to lift weights? They fall on your head. Guaranteed.
The world of Christian devotional lit is littered with bad images like this one, in which a square-jawed white dude lectures his ethnically diverse pals about how to be tubular.
No comment necessary.
It starts off ok: exotic Las Vegas, a half-naked woman with beautiful red hair lying in bed. The gun is a nice touch. And the shoes… BUT WHAT ABOUT THE PANTS?? Kills it immediately. Limp. The end of romance…
Some might get the wrong idea here! And could you blame them…in anycase, vaseline would prevent this kind of problem in the future.
This doctor is :
a. preparing to shoot the newborn at the ceiling like a rubberband
b. preparing to make “newborn tea”
c. deciding whether to keep it or throw it back
d. looking Way too long and hard at the baby’s genital region, or
e. so handsome that nobody cares what he’s actually doing
Gross! I will never eat at McDonalds again, I swear…
So the giant man with the trapezoidal skull is holding a tiny toad king up for all to see. Add that to the apparently unironic use of “Wankh,” and the jokes become too many to count.
A blatant attempt to sell the book to young teenage boys, which is why the topless redhead appears to be in the throes of physical ecstasy. Why this is happening on top of an enormous bug, we’ll never know.
No explanation required!
This horrendous cover practically dares you not to read the book. Bizarre, awful colors, text going every direction, and a floating shark? Pass. Or better still: HELP!
Way too phallic!
Yea, right! Big man! Go ahead and wank that weasel…
Any book with a friendly looking mutt can’t be too bad…
Makes you almost impatient for your pet to die to see what happens….
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FINALLY….
If you don’t want your Monday to be a total waste of time –perhaps you might have some free time today at work– you might want to check out this interesting and instructive video that I found on youtube. I was not aware that there was actually a ‘learned technique’ for erotic routines with a chair. I mean, I have been to plenty of strip-bars in Montreal in my time…it just never struck me that the girls needed to learn how to become one with the chair! Very zen-ish…I will never look at a chair the same way again! Not bad for a Monday, eh?
(WARNING: The video is probably even more instructive if you understand Russian, which I don’t)
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tA7zqr1hIA]
SPRAGGETT ON CHESS