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Karl Neidershuh, a scholarly fatabiliac of long standing and original author of the frequently swiped 900 Club on Dimensions Online, hipped me onto a newish weblog devoted to The World's Heaviest People. Though proprietor Johnny C primarily appears to be more interested in the very very tall and very very short, his Blogspot fat collection contains both classic (e.g., the once-seen/

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No, I haven’t gone away for good: it’s just that the joys of full-scale relocation (from Illinois to Arizona), a new job and subsequent financial stressors involved from trying to sell our old house in a doom-laden market have kept me from this blog for too darn long. But if I offered you a link to the story I posted on the Dimensions Online site over the holidays, would you forgive me? It’s the

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One of my favorite images from Substantia Jones’ Adipositivity Project (click on it to get to the full foto):

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Ever since this humble blogger returned from the NAAFA Con, singer Kristie Agee’s Use What You Got (Old King Records) has been in regular rotation on the study boombox. The mid-sized singer made a memorable appearance (her second at a NAAFA Con, I'm told), singing some of Use’s songs at NAAFA’s fashion show, but, of course, that singer-w./-backing-tracks performance could only suggest the more

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(To start at Day One, go here.) (For Day Two, go here.) (For Day Three, click here.) (For Day Four, go here.) Some isolated moments and observations from the NAAFA convention that I’d most likely put within their proper days, if only I could remember which days they were: Introducing myself to Randi (a.k.a. SoVerySoft), a longtime fixture in both NAAFA and East Coast size acceptance groups. (

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(To start at Day One, go here.) (For Day Two, go here.) (For Day Three, click here.) Sunday Last day of the convention, and we’re planning on leaving early to get back to hearth and pets. (Blinkin’ on our hotel phone when we returned from the dance was a message from one of the folks pet-sitting part of our menagerie that one of our ferrets wasn’t doing too well.) Because I’m habitually an early

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(To start at Day One, go here.) (For Day Two, go here.) Saturday Morning/Afternoon Second day at ye vendor’s table. From our place we can turn around and look at the hotel pool below where a Water Aerobics workshop is in session. Speaking as an unabashed sexist, it’s fun to occasionally turn around and watch. In the afternoon, my lovely wife heads for the convention coffeehouse where she’ll be

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(For Day One, go here.) Friday Morning The Vendor’s Fair opens at 10:00 a.m., so we’re up early to get ready for bizness. Also at the hotel is a group of young health care professionals attending a certification training put on by an outfit called Galderma Laboratories. Our table is set across from the River Rock Food Emporium, and I see a large crowd of ‘em waiting in line for breakfast. All

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(Being a series of undigested thoughts and impressions from this humble writer’s recent attendance at the 2007 National Association to Advance Fat Acceptance size acceptance convention in Rosemont, Illinois.) Thursday Afternoon We arrive at the 2007 convention on a Thursday afternoon, unsure how many folks we’ll be seeing at the event. Both my wife and I were personally more active in NAAFA

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Those FA readers enamored of old superhero comic book stories centering around weight gain (like the Lois Lane misadventure, “The Fattest Girl in Metropolis”) should be pleased to learn that a new trade paperback of Jimmy Olsen stories, The Amazing Transformations of Jimmy Olsen (DC), has just been published. Amongst the many and diverse amazing transformations that Superman’s pal experiences is

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Happened to catch the Fox sitcom The Loop almost by accident last night (caught a quick description of it on the cable service menu). In it, series hero Sully (Eric Christian Olsen), a young guy working for a major airline, is forced to wear a fat suit on a cross-country flight to appease the members of a size acceptance group who’ve been threatening legal action over about the unfriendly

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Been goin’ thru the 1968 Celeste Geyer (a.k.a. Dolly Dimples) inspirational weight loss autobiography, Diet or Die, as part of research for a project and came upon this marvelous moment wherein the It Girl of Circus Fat Ladies describes being provoked by a heckling rube who claimed she was too fat to dance. Dolly’s response:“Honey, I’ve got it all over these skinny girls. All I have to do to

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Miz Substantia Jones sent me the link to a new size positive photo project that I intend to keep an eye on: The Adipositivity Project. A series of close photos of fat women, the Project aims to affirm their beauty through “a visual display of fat physicality.” What this means, basically, is you get to see some fifty (at this count) photos of parts of women: in one of my personal favorites, we’

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At one of my favorite progressive blogs, Welcome to Shakesville (which has also recently a feminist size acceptance writer to its ranks), founder Melissa McEwan has done a wonderful post about a misfired Brazillian low-fat yoghurt campaign which photographs a trio of BBWs in scenes from American movies – and asks us to consider how unattractive they look. Thing is: none of the plus-sized models

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Josh Max, onetime Dimensions columnist and full-time FA, and his sparkling spouse Julie have a new CD out as The Maxes (Swipecat Records). Previously known as Josh Max’s Outfit, the Maxes specialize in a club-friendly blend of acoustic pop-rockabilly, ultra-loungey Latin numbers and singer/songwriter reflections. Though the new disc doesn’t contain any FA anthems like its predecessor, Make It

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After being absent from his blog for a coupla weeks, the redoubtable Derrick Fish has posted a progressive weight gain pic that I think is a first for him. The results prove to be quite stunning for fanta-sizers, even if the transition from smooth-legged BBW in stage three to the series of bulges and folds we see on stage four's gams seems a little bit abrupt. (Really like her arms, though.)

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Over at the Dimensions Weight Board, one of the regular posters (Jon Blaze) drew my attention to a sweet music vid entitled “Give Me the Food.” Thought I’d check out my imbedding skillz and see if I could put it up here:

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A new “Fat Magic” transformation tale has been posted on the Dimensions Online website this weekend: first of a possible trilogy of tales written by “Lew Baird,” himself the hero of an FM story written in the 1990’s. An Alternate Reality fantasy, “Marianne/Mare” also has the good fortune to be graced with a title illo by one of the best FA artists out there: The Studio. Even if you’re not much

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Months after reading about it on the Dimensions web boards, I finally got a chance to view the computer animated Monster House on cable this weekend. The horror comedy – primarily aimed at a Goonies aged audience – concerns a hungry old house that’s haunted by the spirit of an embittered sideshow fat lady. Soon as I read that Constance, the fat lady we see in flashback, was voiced by Kathleen

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Over at the Pop Culture Gadabout, blogfather Bill Sherman recently did a posting on longtime FA pin-up wreck Anna Nicole Smith’s final direct-to-video low-budgeter, Illegal Aliens. Bill captures most of the movie’s so-bad-it’s-bad features, but he omits discussing one scene that inevitably piqued my interest: a sequence where one of the hottie shape-shifting aliens, Drew (Lenise Sorén), goes out

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Haven’t noted yet that Ned “King of the FAs” Sonntag has begun blogging art and commentary for Cape Cod Today, but today’s art posting – a whimsical/sexy cover of his late wife Katy done for Screw in the early eighties – has prompted me to get on the keyb and do that very thing. Just a delightful (adult) image!

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Rearranging shelves in the study this week (oh yeh, the life of a writer is an exciting one!), I came upon a folder holding several old manuscripts written in the early days of my free-lance smut-peddlin’ career. The majority of ‘em were tales that have already been prettied up and posted on the Dimensions Online “Fat Magic” page, but, nestled within ‘em, were a few as-yet-un-webbed tales. One

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Derrick Fish? What’re you doing in my head?

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Left my job yesterday. After more than a decade with the same company, I was brutally made aware that I was no longer compatible with the place where I worked. I shouldn’t have been surprised by the way it played out – in truth, I haven’t been happy at my job for at least two years and had been making feeble moves toward looking somewhere else – but I’m still feeling gob-smacked by it all. In

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With Vic Martin’s “Joy Gorge” having reached its slapdash conclusion, I put together the start of a page devoted to her successor in the pages of BUF, Martin’s “Titanic Tina.” Though the brunette BBBabe’s continuing adventures initially commenced right after Joy’s, the cartoonist quickly abandoned even the pretense of story continuity by turning the strip into an ongoing series of theme-based

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