Category Archives: Rolling Stone

I don’t think I’m a Beefeater guy. Not even sure if I have ever had Beefeater. But the Beefeater girls in their outfits and with their polearms are hot.

Interesting fact is that she beat out Julia Stiles for the part of Claudia in An Interview with the Vampire. (second side note is that I still have not forgiven the powers that be for casting Antonio Bandares as Armand. I think that is was Anne Rice should have been mad about, not Tom Cruise as Lestat)
Anyway, I don’t like the makeup in the first picture, and if you look at “evil” Kirsten, it looks like she might have a little pudge, but I think this is one hot picture. I’m all into that good/bad, yin/yang stuff.

All he is doing is laying on his back, but Will Ferrell makes this picture look great. I even forget that it’s an ad for The Gap. The other thing is that he kinda looks like my old roommate, Michael Greenberg.

While she is looking great in the picture above, it is this picture that I truly love (yes, that is her.) I love her album, Whoa Nelly!; even with the Grammy nominations she recieved, I think that this was an under-appreciated album (i.e. go buy it and listen to it.)

Julia Stiles. First two pictures taken from movie ads; Save The Last Dance and O. The quotes are O.K., but I like how the posters came out, esp the one for “Last Dance”. The last three are from the April 12, 2001 issue. I love the contact sheet photo; the viewing public can argue if she has the body to pull of the split shirt look. But I love the expressions that she has for each picture. And she is hot.

This is so true. I mean at worse, one thinks that water is boring and looks for something else to drink. But it’s not like anyone doesn’t like water. Of course, the best kind of water is the iced water that you can feel going down your throat and into your stomach. Personally, I am not a fan of the lemon slice in the water, as I feel the lemon detracts from the water itself. I mean, if you want to flavor water, then there are so many different ways to do it instead of just putting a lemon slice in it. Lemon slices is for ice tea; and lemonaide.

It is Ralph Wolf. To tell the difference, you look at the nose (Wile has a black nose) and the choice of prey (Ralph likes sheep and Wile prefers roadrunner). I particularly like the look of determination on Ralph’s face on the cover of the game. I esp. like the cartoons between Ralph and Sam (the sheep dog) because after working an eight hour day against each other, at five they would clock out and just be ordinary joes.

This was cut out for the quote, and isn’t that what life is really about? Seeing which of us cracks first and which of us that can survive the pain. That quote, “What doesn’t kill you, it just makes you stronger.” Bullshit. A stroke doesn’t have to kill you to leave you brain dead or paralyzed for life. I do like the shadows on this picture along with the wheel in the background, giving him an holy halo effect. But is it just me, or does he have a long ass neck. I wonder if that is a deterrent when it comes to cycling; aerodynamics and all

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Two great pictures of Steve Martin. I think that the one with the banana peels is my favorite of the two; I love how the street is just covered with peels and just the look on his face. I think both pictures really convey the essence that is Steve Martin. Without a doubt, my favorite Steve Marting move was Roxanne, with the scene where he comes up with the 20 big nose jokes one of the vest scenes ever.

Throughout the 90’s I was a Rolling Stone subscriber. For the most, it is a good magazine, Although I wish that they would expand out of the Rock/Pop area that they mainly focus on (would it kill them to have a country cover artist or from some other genre.) But the best part of the magazine for me were the photos of the artists. I loved the photographers and their pictures in the magazine; the photos were so unique and ususally captured something special in their subject. I loved these photos so much, that I started cutting out the photos and I placed them on the ceiling of my room. It was an interesting mosaic of photos that drove my mom crazy, got comments from all that saw the photos on the ceiling, and made me happy with my little burst of creativity. I did have a picture of the ceiling, but can’t find it for some reason. The only bad experience was the time that I took acid and was dumped home one night. All the people on the ceiling started talking and wouldn’t shut up. Not a good trip to say the least.
Anyway, I was cleaning my room when I found a pile of Rolling Stone covers and photos that I had collected. most of these photos were taken between 2000 and 2002. I don’t plan on keeping them, but I was reluctent to just throw them away, so I decided that I would scan them and post them on here, giving a little history of what I liked about the shot, or what was going on in my life, or what the hell was I thinking. Some of the photos are torn and frayed, but it sounds like an interesting idea, so we’ll see how it goes.