So it seems as though my 36th birthday came and went a few months back, and we just happened to overlook it until now. Fortunately, Valery made accepting my encroaching middle age a little easier by distracting me with some pretty massive gifts. Of the four paperbacks pictured above, Surf Broad is the undisputed wave hog, but Gene Bilbrew's idiosyncratic musculature renders 'em all welcome additions to the stacks.
We'd spotted a copy of this record on the wall at Academy Records (Brooklyn location) a few years ago, and we'd kept an eye out for it ever since. After some tense negotiations, Valery was able to pry it off of an online dealer. The question remains, however: who were the Moon-A-Tiks? Precursors to McDonalds' Fry Guys?
I'd nearly given up on finding one of these, due to the difficulties present when searching for an op art paperweight featuring some floating eyeballs. We still have no information as to who designed or manufactured this disembodied head (encased in lucite)—anyone with additional details is encouraged to let us know!
Of course, many thanks to my beautiful wife, again, for making this year's birthday—and this year in general—so exceptionally memorable!