<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394</id><updated>2012-01-08T15:00:15.056-08:00</updated><category term='Adipost Zone'/><category term='postcards'/><category term='Hot Stuffe'/><category term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Barbers Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Being a sporadic journal of thoughts &amp; such by writer of fat fantasy &amp; criticism, Wilson Barbers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-5419985851280065873</id><published>2012-01-07T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T13:42:15.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand in Casa Grande</title><summary type='text'>For those who might've noticed, my latest piece of fiction contains a passing reference to SSBBW Arizona native Susanne Eman, who reportedly is working toward becoming the fattest woman on record. Thought about Miz E. more than once when I was writing about my heroine Sylvie's transformaton . . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5419985851280065873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=5419985851280065873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5419985851280065873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5419985851280065873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2012/01/grand-in-casa-grande.html' title='Grand in Casa Grande'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1992670318080642571</id><published>2011-12-31T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T13:53:50.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye Olde Bookstore</title><summary type='text'>Posted a new story for the holidays on the Dimensions online site, "The Bookstore," a tale that's meant to fit into the "Fat Magic" universe. Check it out if you're at all into fantasies about magical gain (and, if you're not, how'd you find your way here?)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1992670318080642571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1992670318080642571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1992670318080642571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1992670318080642571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2011/12/ye-olde-bookstore.html' title='Ye Olde Bookstore'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4002405365440820193</id><published>2011-09-03T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:51:17.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Wakey, Wakey . . .</title><summary type='text'>A new "Fat Magic" story has been posted on the Dimensions Online site this Labor Day Weekend: "Waking Moments." It's a fantasy that takes the Lew Baird class-based WG transformation story and puts a more uplifting spin on it. Some readers have been turned off by the somewhat darker tone of the Baird tales (as I've noted more than once, he's Richard Bachman to my Stephen King), and this is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4002405365440820193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4002405365440820193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4002405365440820193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4002405365440820193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2011/09/wakiel-wakie.html' title='Wakey, Wakey . . .'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1804670024806595585</id><published>2010-11-25T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T13:28:33.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Stuffe'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Memories</title><summary type='text'>This Thanksgiving I found myself recalling my one WG story with a turkey day theme, so I hit the "Fat Magic" site and reread "Lady Bountiful" to see how it held up for the holiday. Not a bad little erotic fanta-sizer romance, I ultimately decided -- if a bit unsafe for family viewing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1804670024806595585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1804670024806595585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1804670024806595585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1804670024806595585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-memories.html' title='Thanksgiving Memories'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8646574558823338211</id><published>2010-11-07T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:39:11.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>More Magickal Abundance</title><summary type='text'>Must be close to the holidays ‘coz a new “Fat Magic” has just popped up on the Dimensions Online:  “Belle, Book and Kindle.”  It’s another of those tales connected to the publisher of my favorite arcane text (the last in this series was the comic-related “Fat Manga”), though it hopefully works as a stand-alone piece.  In any event, I got a charge out of putting it together.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8646574558823338211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8646574558823338211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8646574558823338211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8646574558823338211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-magickal-abundance.html' title='More &lt;I&gt;Magickal Abundance&lt;/I&gt;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2871826652988449103</id><published>2010-04-02T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T06:40:42.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smallish Plug</title><summary type='text'>For the record, Lew Baird (or at least someone playing him in a comic romantic novel!) has a cameo appearance in Becky Fox &amp; Bill Sherman's Measure by Measure.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2871826652988449103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2871826652988449103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2871826652988449103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2871826652988449103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2010/04/smallish-plug.html' title='A Smallish Plug'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-57398289112081475</id><published>2010-04-02T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:39:26.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>New Fat Magic Tale</title><summary type='text'>The fifth (and probably final) “Lew Baird” tale has been posted on the Dimensions website this week.  Like the previous entries, it’s a fantasy of magical weight gain, altered realities and class transformation. Unlike most of the FM tales that appear under my name, the Baird stories have a little bit of an edge to 'em: nothing too dark unlike some of the WG fantasies you can find on the web, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/57398289112081475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=57398289112081475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/57398289112081475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/57398289112081475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-fat-magic-tale.html' title='New Fat Magic Tale'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1285169230180670017</id><published>2009-12-26T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:10:50.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>Facebook III</title><summary type='text'>Here's another Facebook plus-size postcard photo album, this time devoted to E.L. White.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1285169230180670017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1285169230180670017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1285169230180670017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1285169230180670017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook-iii.html' title='Facebook III'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3174214300716329277</id><published>2009-12-20T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:11:05.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>More Facebookery</title><summary type='text'>Another Facebook photo album of plus-sized postcards has been posted for your edification, this 'un devoted to Walter Wellman, master of the zaftig cutey-pie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3174214300716329277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3174214300716329277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3174214300716329277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3174214300716329277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-facebookery.html' title='More Facebookery'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-521043973147319284</id><published>2009-12-20T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:39:49.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adipost Zone'/><title type='text'>Page Returns</title><summary type='text'>For the pre-holiday weekend, I posted one of the last Wilson Barbers tales, "Lightweight," to see print in magazine form. It's an Adipost Zone s-f adventure featuring my detective hero Page Briant and, unlike all the other entries in the series, it's a fairly straightforward action tale, if you can believe that.  Not a weight gain sequence to be found in this 'un, though the story is written as a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/521043973147319284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=521043973147319284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/521043973147319284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/521043973147319284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/page-returns.html' title='Page Returns'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1471100580529812529</id><published>2009-12-20T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:11:18.946-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>Facebooking It</title><summary type='text'>Bill Sherman, co-author of the plus-sized soap Measure by Measure, has begun the job of moving many of the postcards from my old Geocities page onto Facebook.  This first album is devoted to Arthur Thiele, naturally, so if you'd like a look, why not click here?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1471100580529812529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1471100580529812529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1471100580529812529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1471100580529812529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebooking-it.html' title='Facebooking It'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4426967135352842507</id><published>2009-12-06T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:11:30.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>". . .We're Gonna Get Married."</title><summary type='text'>Another Thiele wedding moment: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4426967135352842507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4426967135352842507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4426967135352842507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4426967135352842507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-were-gonna-get-married.html' title='&quot;. . .We&apos;re Gonna Get Married.&quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4185920979285374203</id><published>2009-12-06T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:11:45.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>"Goin' to the Chapel and . . . "</title><summary type='text'>Looks like this Thiele BBW is indulging in some cradle robbing, doesn't it?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4185920979285374203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4185920979285374203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4185920979285374203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4185920979285374203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/goin-to-chapel-and.html' title='&quot;Goin&apos; to the Chapel and . . . &quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-654166424060857020</id><published>2009-12-06T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:11:55.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>On the Beach II</title><summary type='text'>Here's yet another amazing Arthur Thiele summer holiday card. Who sez that fat women aren't athletic?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/654166424060857020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=654166424060857020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/654166424060857020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/654166424060857020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-beach-iii.html' title='On the Beach II'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1755002205029720710</id><published>2009-12-06T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:12:12.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>On the Beach</title><summary type='text'>Here's a second Arthur Thiele classic, featuring two plus-sized bathing beauties. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1755002205029720710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1755002205029720710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1755002205029720710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1755002205029720710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-beach.html' title='On the Beach'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4402363388797663540</id><published>2009-11-15T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:12:27.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>On the Pier</title><summary type='text'>My old Geocities site devoted to fat themed postcards has bitten the dust, so until I find the time to put together a new set of pages devoted to 'em, I've decided to start posting some of my favorite cards here.  First up, is an item by the great Belgium artist Arthur Thiele:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4402363388797663540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4402363388797663540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4402363388797663540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4402363388797663540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-pier.html' title='On the Pier'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-80901829189615456</id><published>2009-08-09T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:18:30.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Stuffe'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Being Edited</title><summary type='text'>Rearranging some boxes in the study recently, I came upon some men's mag with a few of my stories in 'em.  It'd been since some time since I'd cracked the pages of one of these disreputable li'l periodicals, so I grabbed the March '95 ish of Plumpers and Big Women, which featured one of my restaurant stories, "Consuming Interests."  I remembered being dissatisfied with the tale (retitled "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/80901829189615456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=80901829189615456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/80901829189615456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/80901829189615456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/08/adventures-in-being-edited.html' title='Adventures in Being Edited'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4722403261127106781</id><published>2009-07-25T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:03:49.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diva-licious</title><summary type='text'>I've gotta discuss Drop Dead Diva.This is, admittedly, a bit difficult for me because, frankly, I'm more than a little jealous of Josh Berman, who created and sold this show to Lifetime.  A fantasy dramedy about a thin woman who dies and comes back to life as a brainy BBW lawyer?  Heaven Can Wait meets Eli Stone in the world of "Fat Magic"? Yeah, I wish I had a piece of that action.But now I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4722403261127106781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4722403261127106781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4722403261127106781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4722403261127106781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/diva-licious.html' title='&lt;I&gt;Diva&lt;/I&gt;-licious'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-5791946299428002036</id><published>2009-07-24T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:40:13.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Baird And Barbers Collaborate?</title><summary type='text'>Another "Lew Baird" story has been recently resurrected from unfinished manuscript limbo and completed by yours truly.  Featuring the reality shifting hero of Baird's earlier transformation trilogy ("Marianne/Mare," "Patricia/Pat/Patti," &amp; "Rachel's Story") it's an admittedly unbelievable tale of one young woman's Big Change in the American Southwest.  You can find this little fantasy, "Sophie/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5791946299428002036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=5791946299428002036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5791946299428002036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5791946299428002036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/07/baird-and-barbers-collaborate.html' title='Baird And Barbers Collaborate?'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-6848800403492897096</id><published>2009-02-27T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:12:42.123-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postcards'/><title type='text'>Posted Just 'Coz I Love the Image</title><summary type='text'>A classic postcard from Dutch artist Arthur Thiele:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6848800403492897096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=6848800403492897096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6848800403492897096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6848800403492897096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/posted-just-coz-i-love-image.html' title='Posted Just &apos;Coz I Love the Image'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2889954895399697895</id><published>2009-02-16T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:36:04.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Small Thought on Cultural Bias</title><summary type='text'>So we're watching a Discovery Channel documentary on the "The Science of Sex Appeal," and we get to a part where they're discussing the 7/10 ratio – that magical ration between waist and hips that are alleged by cultural anthropologists to represent the maximum ideal of female sexual attractiveness.  Using computer images, recently, scientists presented an "average group" of men with a variety of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2889954895399697895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2889954895399697895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2889954895399697895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2889954895399697895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/02/small-thought-on-cultural-bias.html' title='A Small Thought on Cultural Bias'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1892562895415472979</id><published>2009-01-11T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T07:05:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detrimentality</title><summary type='text'>Foolishly got myself pulled into a thread on one of the Dimensions boards this weekend.  One of the board regulars, taking several WG fantasy images by two FA artists and posting them out of context, asked if these images were "detrimental to size acceptance."  It's a loaded question, and it drew out the inevitable responses:  posts by fat women and men who were offended by the images, slamming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1892562895415472979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1892562895415472979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1892562895415472979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1892562895415472979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/01/detrimentality.html' title='Detrimentality'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8295804869688155486</id><published>2009-01-01T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:19:47.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Thought from the Tabloids</title><summary type='text'>Nope, don't believe that current Oprah is only 200 pounds.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8295804869688155486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8295804869688155486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8295804869688155486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8295804869688155486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-thought-from-tabloids.html' title='A Quick Thought from the Tabloids'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-6587733613630644250</id><published>2008-12-29T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T06:22:00.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Miss L.</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who haven't seen a picture of Klaus Nordling's comic book fat lady Lena, here's a panel of her:(For the record, this is from the 1948 Spring Issue of Quality Comics' The Barker, issue #7.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6587733613630644250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=6587733613630644250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6587733613630644250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6587733613630644250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2008/12/lena.html' title='The Divine Miss L.'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3068444954262437941</id><published>2008-12-26T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:40:37.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>A New Tale for Xmas</title><summary type='text'>Posted my first new Wilson Barbers (as opposed to "Lewis Baird") WG story for the year on the Dimensions site:  "One of Us" is a story that I've probably worked my way toward writing for several years, combining as it does my long-standing fascination with old-fashioned circus and sideshow fat ladies, in particular.  The piece originally was created two years ago as a script for a proposed web </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3068444954262437941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3068444954262437941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3068444954262437941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3068444954262437941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-tale-for-xmas.html' title='A New Tale for Xmas'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4149724226754926103</id><published>2008-08-24T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:41:07.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Fat Magic Moments</title><summary type='text'>Took me longer to "edit the original ms." than I expected, but I've posted the third "Lewis Baird story" on the Dimensions website this weekend.  Entitled "Rachel's Story," it's a longish  piece narrated by the wife of the unnamed mystery man who tells the first two Baird tales, "Marianne/Mare" and "Patricia/Pat/Patti," and it provides a skosh more background info about this inexplicably powerful</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4149724226754926103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4149724226754926103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4149724226754926103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4149724226754926103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2008/08/fat-magic-moments.html' title='Fat Magic Moments'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3298165332583111840</id><published>2008-05-04T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:45:14.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>317.51 Kg.</title><summary type='text'>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/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3298165332583111840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3298165332583111840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3298165332583111840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3298165332583111840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2008/05/31751-kg.html' title='317.51 Kg.'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-146302732458345677</id><published>2008-01-23T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:41:38.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/146302732458345677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=146302732458345677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/146302732458345677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/146302732458345677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3244952697245355991</id><published>2007-08-29T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:38:45.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Adipositivity</title><summary type='text'>One of my favorite images from Substantia Jones’ Adipositivity Project (click on it to get to the full foto):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3244952697245355991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3244952697245355991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3244952697245355991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3244952697245355991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-adipositivity.html' title='More Adipositivity'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-6567350252820031563</id><published>2007-08-16T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:14:49.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Fat Meat Is Good Meat”</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6567350252820031563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=6567350252820031563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6567350252820031563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6567350252820031563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/08/fat-meat-is-good-meat.html' title='“Fat Meat Is Good Meat”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8322369665289249969</id><published>2007-07-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:11:12.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds &amp; Sods from the Con</title><summary type='text'>(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. (Here’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8322369665289249969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8322369665289249969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8322369665289249969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8322369665289249969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/odds-sods-from-con.html' title='Odds &amp; Sods from the Con'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8238648131273977459</id><published>2007-07-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:42:38.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Con – Day Four</title><summary type='text'>(To start at Day One, go here.)(For Day Two, go here.)(For Day Three, click here.)SundayLast 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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8238648131273977459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8238648131273977459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8238648131273977459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8238648131273977459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/notes-from-con-day-four.html' title='Notes from the Con – Day Four'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1018362770498208787</id><published>2007-07-17T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:33:17.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Con – Day Three</title><summary type='text'>(To start at Day One, go here.)(For Day Two, go here.)Saturday Morning/AfternoonSecond 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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1018362770498208787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1018362770498208787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1018362770498208787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1018362770498208787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/notes-from-con-day-three.html' title='Notes from the Con – Day Three'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8332122268095231700</id><published>2007-07-16T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:29:15.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Con – Day Two</title><summary type='text'>(For Day One, go here.)Friday MorningThe 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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8332122268095231700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8332122268095231700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8332122268095231700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8332122268095231700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/notes-from-con-day-two.html' title='Notes from the Con – Day Two'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4119927534369696872</id><published>2007-07-16T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:58:05.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Con – Day One</title><summary type='text'>(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 AfternoonWe 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 over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4119927534369696872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4119927534369696872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4119927534369696872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4119927534369696872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/notes-from-con-day-one.html' title='Notes from the Con – Day One'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4196636230283986401</id><published>2007-07-08T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T10:05:48.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy, the Job Stealer</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4196636230283986401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4196636230283986401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4196636230283986401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4196636230283986401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/jimmy-job-stealer.html' title='Jimmy, the Job Stealer'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4328317445563148400</id><published>2007-07-02T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T12:20:49.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loop-y</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4328317445563148400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4328317445563148400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4328317445563148400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4328317445563148400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/07/loop-y.html' title='Loop-y'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2303281326919151282</id><published>2007-06-23T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:36:51.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hel-lllooo Dolly!</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2303281326919151282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2303281326919151282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2303281326919151282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2303281326919151282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/06/hel-lllooo-dolly.html' title='Hel-lllooo Dolly!'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8235412388284907864</id><published>2007-06-20T07:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:54:41.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“This Is What They Look Like With Their Clothes Off”</title><summary type='text'>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’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8235412388284907864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8235412388284907864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8235412388284907864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8235412388284907864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-what-they-look-like-with-their.html' title='“This Is What They Look Like With Their Clothes Off”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-831367988627556587</id><published>2007-06-20T07:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T07:07:50.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personally, I Like All Three</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/831367988627556587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=831367988627556587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/831367988627556587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/831367988627556587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/06/personally-i-like-all-three.html' title='Personally, I Like All Three'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-8129758830310591963</id><published>2007-06-06T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T14:18:18.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Let Me Eat Cake When the Menu Says, ‘Cake!’”</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/8129758830310591963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=8129758830310591963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8129758830310591963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/8129758830310591963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/06/stand-dig-it.html' title='“Let Me Eat Cake When the Menu Says, ‘Cake!’”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2806192476517657385</id><published>2007-05-17T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T15:34:34.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilicious Gains</title><summary type='text'>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.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2806192476517657385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2806192476517657385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2806192476517657385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2806192476517657385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/05/jubilicius-gains.html' title='Jubilicious Gains'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4194482074909674026</id><published>2007-05-09T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T06:42:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Give Me the Food If You Love Me”</title><summary type='text'>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:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4194482074909674026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4194482074909674026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4194482074909674026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4194482074909674026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/05/give-me-food-if-you-love-me.html' title='“Give Me the Food If You Love Me”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4408988999576146105</id><published>2007-05-06T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:42:46.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Her Mare Self</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4408988999576146105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4408988999576146105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4408988999576146105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4408988999576146105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/05/her-mare-self.html' title='Her Mare Self'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4385749078497466816</id><published>2007-05-06T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:09:17.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The House Wife</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4385749078497466816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4385749078497466816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4385749078497466816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4385749078497466816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/05/house-wife.html' title='The House Wife'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-5896410943205246252</id><published>2007-05-01T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:54:11.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien Metabolisms</title><summary type='text'>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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5896410943205246252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=5896410943205246252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5896410943205246252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5896410943205246252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/05/alien-metabolisms.html' title='Alien Metabolisms'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4518369523538222377</id><published>2007-04-19T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T14:33:12.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ducks in A Barrel</title><summary type='text'>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!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4518369523538222377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4518369523538222377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4518369523538222377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4518369523538222377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/04/ducks-in-barrel.html' title='Ducks in A Barrel'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-1926224750147087312</id><published>2007-04-14T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:46:49.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Stuffe'/><title type='text'>The Platinum-Haired BBLibrarian</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/1926224750147087312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=1926224750147087312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1926224750147087312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/1926224750147087312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/04/platinum-haired-bblibrarian.html' title='The Platinum-Haired BBLibrarian'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2350449168017391758</id><published>2007-04-06T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:41:45.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Snack</title><summary type='text'>Derrick Fish? What’re you doing in my head?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2350449168017391758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2350449168017391758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2350449168017391758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2350449168017391758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/04/midnight-snack.html' title='Midnight Snack'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-796342405020972123</id><published>2007-04-03T00:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:55:47.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April the 2nd</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/796342405020972123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=796342405020972123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/796342405020972123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/796342405020972123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-2nd.html' title='April the 2nd'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3621698305825557112</id><published>2007-04-02T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:30:28.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tina Toons</title><summary type='text'>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 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3621698305825557112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3621698305825557112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3621698305825557112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3621698305825557112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/04/tina-toons.html' title='Tina Toons'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3696329842435729082</id><published>2007-03-29T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T16:43:40.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muriel</title><summary type='text'>Our blogfather has a review on his Pop Culture Gadabout site this week for an infamous low-budget comedy, Bela Lugosi Meets A Brooklyn Gorilla, that is much beloved in these quarters for the co-starring presence of fat comic actress Muriel Landers. A plus-sized sweetie who regularly played The Fat Girl in 50’s/60’s movies and sitcoms, Landers was a talented singer and an attractive BBW to boot. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3696329842435729082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3696329842435729082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3696329842435729082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3696329842435729082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/muriel.html' title='Muriel'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3409520798045189136</id><published>2007-03-26T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:23:21.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Goes on Between Panels</title><summary type='text'>After putting up single versions of his strips on this yere blog, I’ve finally been able to construct a full-page of Ned Sonntag’s BUF strips on Dimensions On-Line.  The results, which include a fresh provocative two-page BUFfer initially scanned by Ned for another site, can be found here.  There still remain some unscanned Sonntag BUF submissions in the Barbers Collection, tho some of ‘em were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3409520798045189136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3409520798045189136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3409520798045189136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3409520798045189136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-goes-on-between-panels.html' title='What Goes on Between Panels'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-762696702677744868</id><published>2007-03-21T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:28:22.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Trevor Should Be So Lucky!</title><summary type='text'>Derrick Fish, who continues to delight with fresh SSBBW graphics at his web log (man, does that Jabba the Hut &amp; Princess Leia graphic draw on my younger dreams of a weight-battling Carrie Fisher!), drew my attention to another art blog entirely devoted to graphics of a fat Amazonian Princess, Jamar Nicholas’ BBWW: The Fat Wonder Woman Blog.  To those geezerly FAs like yours truly who fondly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/762696702677744868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=762696702677744868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/762696702677744868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/762696702677744868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/steve-trevor-should-be-so-lucky.html' title='Steve Trevor Should &lt;I&gt;Be&lt;/I&gt; So Lucky!'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-2544594171691721677</id><published>2007-03-10T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:27:38.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurse Midsighs</title><summary type='text'>From the  July ’95 issue of BUF, here’s a Ned Sonntag one-pager that I suspect might’ve thrown much of its men’s mag readership when first it appeared:(Once again, the above strip is copyright Ned Sonntag.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/2544594171691721677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=2544594171691721677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2544594171691721677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/2544594171691721677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/nurse-midsighs.html' title='Nurse Midsighs'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-6910308832689711372</id><published>2007-03-09T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:08:24.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Face from the Past</title><summary type='text'>How did I not know that artist Ruben Esq (who I remember doin’ a sweet set of BBW comic strips back in the early days of  Dimensions as well as a series of graphics for Juggs) had his own Sketch Blog? Haven’t made my way through the full series of pics yet (there's a lot there), but I’m really drawn to the series of “Skin Tights” illos that the artist posted back in November:  some very appealing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/6910308832689711372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=6910308832689711372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6910308832689711372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/6910308832689711372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/face-from-past.html' title='A Face from the Past'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4750942595040318645</id><published>2007-03-08T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:35:05.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love That Ice Cream Parlor Pic!</title><summary type='text'>I should note that Derrick Fish has added a host of new images to his splendid new graphics blog, Fish’s Big Girls, including two pics of eating beauties that I’m gonna personally carry with me a lonnnnng time.  Very luscious . . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4750942595040318645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4750942595040318645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4750942595040318645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4750942595040318645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-that-ice-cream-parlor-pic.html' title='Love That Ice Cream Parlor Pic!'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3847762958540235735</id><published>2007-03-08T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:38:13.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B &amp; A</title><summary type='text'>Did some cleaning out today of my membership in a buncha Yahoo Groups: it occurred to me that as I was clicking thru the newest batch of pics in one of the Very Fat Women groups, that a certain kinda picture no longer held any interest for me.  Most FAs – when they’re young and in search of anything that’ll validate their sense of what’s truly attractive – go through a period where they spend a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3847762958540235735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3847762958540235735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3847762958540235735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3847762958540235735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/b.html' title='B &amp; A'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4975157893397618467</id><published>2007-03-04T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:31:52.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End o' Joy</title><summary type='text'>Posted the final chapter of Vic Martin’s men’s mag BBBimbo strip, “Joy Gorge,” on the Dimensions website this weekend.  The series finale (it was replaced by another Martin strip, “Titanic Tina,”) managed to be simultaneously strange and half-assed. But for lovers of Oddball Comics,  the strip’s noteworthy for reviving Otto Binder &amp; C.C. Beck’s “Fatman,” a little-known superhero from the glory </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4975157893397618467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4975157893397618467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4975157893397618467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4975157893397618467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-o-joy.html' title='The End o&apos; Joy'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-255743778641591203</id><published>2007-02-26T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:29:25.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“I Enjoyed Drawing This WAY Too Much!”</title><summary type='text'>Cartoonist Derrick Fish (responsible for the web comic Dandy And Company) has recently initiated a new Blogspot weblog that, in his words, merges his love for cartooning with his love for big women:  Fish’s Big Girls. So far, Fish has posted ten pin-up images of big beauties: from plus-sized fairies to warrior princesses to (my personal fave) a collegiate “nerd girl.” The most recent piece is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/255743778641591203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=255743778641591203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/255743778641591203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/255743778641591203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-enjoyed-drawing-this-way-too-much.html' title='“I Enjoyed Drawing This WAY Too Much!”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-3083190554034083489</id><published>2007-02-18T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:52:03.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“You’re A Punkette Beyond Compare!”</title><summary type='text'>From the March ’96 issue of BUF, here’s a Marsport sex-pager starring Dimensia’s Gal Pal Etta Quantum:(Once again, the above strip is copyright Ned "King of the FAs" Sonntag.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/3083190554034083489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=3083190554034083489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3083190554034083489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/3083190554034083489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/02/youre-punkette-beyond-compare.html' title='“You’re A Punkette Beyond Compare!”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4697642551522552479</id><published>2007-02-13T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:00:52.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“I’m Really Putting on The Poundage!”</title><summary type='text'>Before Ned Sonntag’s gonzo sex strips graced the pages of the plus-sized men’s mag BUF, there was Vic Martin’s ongoing strip “Joy Gorge.”  Martin was a busy magazine cartoonist who appeared in a variety of Mad rip-offs along with a variety of lower-tier skin and tease mags.  His Joy was a blond gold-digger who gains weight to catch the eye of a wealthy Middle Eastern Aga and gives into her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4697642551522552479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4697642551522552479' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4697642551522552479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4697642551522552479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-really-putting-on-poundage.html' title='“I’m Really Putting on The Poundage!”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-5768379635427755379</id><published>2007-02-09T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:50:02.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky BUF Readers</title><summary type='text'>Another Ned Sonntag one-page from BUF in the mid-nineties (need to go back and check the actual issue it appeared in:  the magazine’s table of contents page during this era was notoriously unreliable), “Buffie’s ‘Iron Woman’ Extreme Triathlon”:(The above strip is copyright Ned Sonntag.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/5768379635427755379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=5768379635427755379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5768379635427755379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/5768379635427755379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/02/lucky-buf-readers.html' title='Lucky &lt;I&gt;BUF&lt;/I&gt; Readers'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-4609847833371564183</id><published>2007-02-02T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:50:03.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sexist Bastards"</title><summary type='text'>From the March 1995 issue of the magazine that once stood for "Big Up Front," here's another of Ned Sonntag's one-page SSBBW strips:(The above strip is copyright Ned Sonntag.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/4609847833371564183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=4609847833371564183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4609847833371564183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/4609847833371564183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/02/sexist-bastards.html' title='&quot;Sexist Bastards&quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-117002541827635742</id><published>2007-01-28T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:06:29.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"M-marry Me!"</title><summary type='text'>Those Dimensia panels from the Museum of Sex Show got me reminiscing about Ned Sonntag's SSBBW strips in general: most specifically, the one- and two-page entries he did for Dimensions and the men's mag BUF. So with a cranky scanner once more working at the OakHaus, I've decided (with Ned's blessings) to put together a page of these strips.  At the moment, the full page is a work in progress, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/117002541827635742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=117002541827635742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/117002541827635742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/117002541827635742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/01/m-marry-me.html' title='&quot;M-marry Me!&quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-116939486130962740</id><published>2007-01-21T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:05:22.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nephilim &amp; Grimoires</title><summary type='text'>Underground and size acceptance cartoonist Ned “King of the FAs” Sonntag responds to having one of his central images appropriated on the front cover of Jude Milner &amp; Mary Wilshire’s graphic novel Fat Free by doing a six-panel rejoinder for the NYC Museum of Sex’s forthcoming “Kink Show.” Mister S. was kind enuff to send me scannable color copies of the pages (I’m more than a little proud to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/116939486130962740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=116939486130962740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116939486130962740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116939486130962740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/01/nephilim-grimoires.html' title='Nephilim &amp; Grimoires'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-116873277507417689</id><published>2007-01-13T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:59:35.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"No One Gets to Me More than You!"</title><summary type='text'>So I’m listening to a reissue of the 4 Seasons’ Working My Way Back to You, and I discover to my surprise that the band recorded the first version of “I Can’t Get Enough of You Baby,” a song which also was a single for &amp; and the Mysterians and Smashmouth. The catchy Linzer/Randell tune contains a memorable refrain: “I love you so much/I wish that there was more of you to touch!” In one of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/116873277507417689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=116873277507417689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116873277507417689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116873277507417689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-one-gets-to-me-more-than-you.html' title='&quot;No One Gets to Me More than You!&quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-116862574178676843</id><published>2007-01-12T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:15:41.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me, Baby?</title><summary type='text'>Been months since I've posted anything here, but in anticipation of having something cool to put up in the next day or so, here's a test pic:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/116862574178676843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=116862574178676843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116862574178676843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/116862574178676843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2007/01/miss-me-baby.html' title='Miss Me, Baby?'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-115446511320661959</id><published>2006-08-01T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:18:46.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where’s Wilson?</title><summary type='text'>Apologies, gang, for my prolonged absence from this blogging thing:  real life (most particularly, a house that's been gobbling up most of my weekends as we futilely try to spiff it up for sale in a worsening market) has been intruding most heavily, I fear, and my time here has consequently suffered. For those interested in my fanta-sizing fiction, I have managed to complete a new story (complete</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/115446511320661959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=115446511320661959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/115446511320661959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/115446511320661959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2006/08/wheres-wilson.html' title='Where’s Wilson?'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-114547286510709180</id><published>2006-04-19T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T13:16:07.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“If People Were Meant to Exercise, We’d All Have Been Born with the Desire to Do It!”</title><summary type='text'>Don't read newspaper comics as diligently as I used, but my wife recently pointed out a plotline in the long-running "Mary Worth" strip that she knew would be of interest to yours truly. The story revolves around a couple who live close to our heroine and who appear to be enmeshed in a dysfunctional feeder/feedee relationship. As stolidly rendered by longtime comics pro Joe Giella, wife Kelly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/114547286510709180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=114547286510709180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/114547286510709180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/114547286510709180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-people-were-meant-to-exercise-wed.html' title='“If People Were Meant to Exercise, We’d All Have Been Born with the Desire to Do It!”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113839014841197396</id><published>2006-01-27T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:29:08.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thot of the Day</title><summary type='text'>Thought I'd swipe and post this banner image from Bill Sherman's Pop Culture Gadabout because, well, who doesn't love Little Lotta? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113839014841197396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113839014841197396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113839014841197396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113839014841197396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2006/01/thot-of-day.html' title='Thot of the Day'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113701056633518128</id><published>2006-01-11T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:18:11.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mebbe If They Cut The Cher Vocals, Too . . .</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I'm watching television and one of the new crop of Weight Watchers commercials comes on: this 'un featuring a Cher song and beaucoup shots of plus-sized women having a good time – sometimes by themselves, sometimes with skinnier fun-lovin' peers. Noticing how attractive these full-fgured actresses look, it occurs to both me and wife Becky that you could probably do a pretty decent promo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113701056633518128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113701056633518128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113701056633518128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113701056633518128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2006/01/mebbe-if-they-cut-cher-vocals-too.html' title='Mebbe If They Cut The Cher Vocals, Too . . .'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113633359462140091</id><published>2006-01-03T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:13:14.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Or Do Scientologists Ever Really Grow Up?</title><summary type='text'>Watching the New Year's Weight Watcher's commercials – with a diminished Kirstie Alley cavorting to the Weather Girls – the question struck me, "Does Kirstie wanna be a drag queen when she grows up?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113633359462140091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113633359462140091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113633359462140091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113633359462140091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2006/01/or-do-scientologists-ever-really-grow.html' title='Or Do Scientologists Ever &lt;I&gt;Really&lt;/I&gt; Grow Up?'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113603916912711956</id><published>2005-12-31T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:28:42.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collecting</title><summary type='text'>It's New Year's Eve morning as I write this:  as years go, this 'un has been fairly - how you say - yucky, so I decided to wind it up on a positive note with a new WG fantasy.  The story, "Collecting," has just been posted on the Dimensions website. It's a piece I had a great time writing - in part, because it seemed to come out so quickly, but also because it focuses on a subject that's long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113603916912711956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113603916912711956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113603916912711956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113603916912711956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/12/collecting.html' title='Collecting'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113578478082732031</id><published>2005-12-28T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T07:47:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Time to Make the Donuts"</title><summary type='text'>Just read that Michael Vale, a commercial actor best known as an early a.m. baker in the Dunkin' Donuts ads, passed on recently due to complications from diabetes. I spent part of my college career doing the overnight counter work at a privately owned donut shop, so I've gotta admit that this commercial had a particular resonance for me.  The place I worked didn't bother with making 'em fresh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113578478082732031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113578478082732031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113578478082732031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113578478082732031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-to-make-donuts.html' title='&quot;Time to Make the Donuts&quot;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113320389873784524</id><published>2005-11-28T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:51:38.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Jack</title><summary type='text'>Posted an older story on ye Fat Magic site last week for Thanksgiving:  "Illusion," a weight gain fantasy that originally appeared in the December 2000 print edition of Dimensions magazine.  Set in the world of prestidigitation, the story centers around a magician named the Great Rudolfo who utilizes a fat suit on his female assistant Loretta to make some of his cabinet tricks appear more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113320389873784524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113320389873784524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113320389873784524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113320389873784524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/11/fat-jack.html' title='Fat Jack'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113285797274345001</id><published>2005-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T10:47:33.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopefully, the Meals'll Be Good!</title><summary type='text'>Kind of apt for me to get this quiz rating on Thanksgiving, eh? The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)ModerateLevel 2 (Lustful)LowLevel 3 (Gluttonous)Very HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)ModerateLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/113285797274345001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=113285797274345001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113285797274345001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113285797274345001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/11/hopefully-mealsll-be-good.html' title='Hopefully, the Meals&apos;ll Be Good!'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113016633077872209</id><published>2005-10-24T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T08:06:41.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tippin'</title><summary type='text'>My blogfather and doppelganger, the Pop Culture Gadabout has aided this writer by putting up a PayPal Tip Jar – in the doubtless vain hope that some independently wealthy FA will feel profligately generous and send some cash this way. (Any tips identified as for "Wilson Barbers" go to your humble servant.) Hope springs eternal . . .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113016633077872209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113016633077872209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/10/tippin.html' title='Tippin&apos;'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-113016607349140679</id><published>2005-10-24T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T08:01:13.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Droning On</title><summary type='text'>Been a busy month or so:  putting the "finishing touches" (yeah, right) on "Three Years" (damn, but I sure do likes me that final BeakerFA pic of super-sized heroine June looking both blowsy and happily at peace with herself), plus helping the WG Story Drone as he puts up fresh fiction on the new Dimensions Stories Board.The Board was wisely erected by webmaster Conrad Blickenstorfer to address </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113016607349140679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/113016607349140679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/10/droning-on.html' title='Droning On'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112930181544723794</id><published>2005-10-14T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T09:28:29.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spammers</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so spamming is irritating enough – and Blogger's comments feature has been hit by an inordinate amount of it recently – but spamming by some dickweed attempting to lead me to a diet site is frigging stoopid, considering the orientation of this yere blog, would you not agree?  (And why were so many spammers attracted to my Toots Braunstein post?  It's nearly a year old!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112930181544723794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112930181544723794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/10/spammers.html' title='Spammers'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112872093309802332</id><published>2005-10-07T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:50:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“A Lot of Fat People Just Aren’t Fat At All – They Just Get Called That So Often You Start to Believe It!”</title><summary type='text'>When I first saw the ads for Bravo's "Great Things About" series, my immediate reaction on noting that one of the subjects was gonna be Being Fat was a very Rain-Mannish "Uh-oh!" Oh, goody, another Ironic Countdown Show! Ever since VH-1 began its "I Love The" series, these faux docs have been a fairly cheap 'n' easy way to fill the basic cable schedule:  a coupla days in the video library; a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112872093309802332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112872093309802332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112872093309802332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112872093309802332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/10/lot-of-fat-people-just-arent-fat-at.html' title='“A Lot of Fat People Just Aren’t Fat At All – They Just Get Called That So Often You Start to Believe It!”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112843273251332283</id><published>2005-10-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T05:45:44.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat Magic'/><title type='text'>Advertisements for Myself</title><summary type='text'>For those of you out there who inexplicably visit this blog before checking out Dimensions On-Line, I probably should note that I've started a new six-part fanta-sizing serial this week.  Entitled "Three Years," it's a mildly magickal story of the changes one woman undergoes after she's introduced to Aaron's Eatery, a fast food restaurant in an Illinois river city.  BeakerFA has provided three </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112843273251332283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112843273251332283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112843273251332283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112843273251332283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/10/advertisements-for-myself.html' title='Advertisements for Myself'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112664253019466682</id><published>2005-09-13T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T12:52:16.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“In Came Emma Fleet, As Quick As Her Name, The Floor Shifting Like A Huge Of Scales Under Her Weight”</title><summary type='text'>Submitted for yer approval, a graphic from the site of artist and cartoonist Vera Brosgol.  Though she doesn't specialize in plus-sized figures, she does have a series of circus-themed pics throughout her site – and this 'un pleasingly conjures Ray Bradbury's classic story, "The Illustrated Woman."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112664253019466682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112664253019466682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112664253019466682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112664253019466682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-came-emma-fleet-as-quick-as-her.html' title='“In Came Emma Fleet, As Quick As Her Name, The Floor Shifting Like A Huge Of Scales Under Her Weight”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112535048880265920</id><published>2005-08-29T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T13:31:47.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Liz!</title><summary type='text'>Some regular working actors or actresses just make ya feel good every time you see 'em in a teevee show or movie:  Liz Torres is one of 'em for me.  It helps that she's close to me in age, of course, but as an actress, I've found the Divine Miz T. (got her start workin' the same club scene as Bette Midler – and even shared a young Barry Manilow as pianist) to be imminently watchable and appealing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112535048880265920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112535048880265920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112535048880265920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112535048880265920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/08/ah-liz.html' title='Ah, Liz!'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112445934626944832</id><published>2005-08-19T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T06:49:35.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign O' the Times</title><summary type='text'>So I'm working on a long WG story that's centered around a fast food restaurant – and the typical American meal of burgers, fries and pop – and here comes this Washington Post article on the fact that, despite all the Super-Size Me alarmism, fast food chains have started downplaying their "healthier" menu items  in favor of bigger and bigger versions of the ol' popular standbys.  Looks like I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112445934626944832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112445934626944832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112445934626944832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112445934626944832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/08/sign-o-times.html' title='Sign O&apos; the Times'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112342726127972058</id><published>2005-08-07T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:10:07.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Him than Me</title><summary type='text'>Blogfather Bill Sherman weighs in on fx's new eating disorder comedy, Starved.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112342726127972058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112342726127972058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112342726127972058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112342726127972058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/08/better-him-than-me.html' title='Better Him than Me'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112342196604992553</id><published>2005-08-07T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T06:53:29.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“We Laughed, We Shared &amp; Even Cried. . .”</title><summary type='text'>Gotta admit I don't have a lotta time for most so-called "reality" programming (most who know me would probably state I don't have time for much reality!).  But me and Missus Barbers did take time out of our busy Scrabble-playing evenings to watch Mo'Nique's Fat Chance on the Oxygen net last night.  Billed as the first "full-figured reality beauty pageant," the show featured ten plus-sized women </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112342196604992553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112342196604992553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112342196604992553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112342196604992553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/08/we-laughed-we-shared-even-cried.html' title='“We Laughed, We Shared &amp; Even Cried. . .”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112249838706369783</id><published>2005-07-27T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:06:27.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birdman Is the Word</title><summary type='text'>I'm a few days late, but since The Cartoon Network doesn't follow the lead of other cable nets by replaying its original programming several times over the week, it probably doesn't matter.  But lovers of cartoon fanta-sizing would do well to seek out the "Booty Noir" episode of the "Adult Swim" 'toon Harvey Birdman, Attorney at Law whene'er it reruns.  One of the show's two plots concerns the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112249838706369783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112249838706369783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112249838706369783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112249838706369783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/07/birdman-is-word.html' title='The Birdman Is the Word'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-112022089389733962</id><published>2005-07-01T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T05:28:13.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Group Work</title><summary type='text'>In follow-up to the previous post, I should note that a new Yahoo group, The Art of Paul Delacroix, has been formed which promises new and exclusive Delacroix graphics in the future.  (Paul's rendering of Ceres, one of my favorite goddesses, is especially choice.)  As with all the Yahoo groups, you have to go through all the rigmarole to enroll and actually see the graphics, but membership has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/112022089389733962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=112022089389733962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112022089389733962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/112022089389733962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/07/group-work.html' title='Group Work'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111964027956553853</id><published>2005-06-24T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:15:13.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delacroix</title><summary type='text'>In the About Time Dammit category, I'm pleased to belatedly note the birth of a new website devoted to FA artist Paul Delacroix's work.  Paul's a talented draftsman with a knack for rendering sensuous super-sized BBWs, and way back in the Paleolithic Age, he also did some gorgeous pen graphics for some of my early BUF and Dimensions fantasies. (Or at least he's had some luscious graphics attached</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111964027956553853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111964027956553853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111964027956553853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111964027956553853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/06/delacroix.html' title='Delacroix'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111599083285905092</id><published>2005-05-13T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T06:29:29.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dimensions And Me</title><summary type='text'>In the midst of the high-stress fiscal chaos that put this blog on hold for over a month, your ob'd't servand recently did some heavy re-evaluating of his volunteer commitments.  As a result, after umpteen years of editing and uploading stories to the Dimensions story site, I've recently given up the position of Weight Room Librarian.  To be honest, I probably should've resigned from it at least </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111599083285905092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111599083285905092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111599083285905092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111599083285905092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/05/dimensions-and-me.html' title='Dimensions And Me'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111513176710526964</id><published>2005-05-03T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T07:51:29.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumbo</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year – when the Miss Jumbo contest is held in Thailand – an event that typically gets filed by news services in the "Isn't It A Big Ol' Wacky Planet?" category of human interest stories – and has shown up in at least one of comedian Lewis Black's rant/monologues about how fucked up the world is.  Affiliated with the Samphran Elephant Ground and Zoo, the event provides a curious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111513176710526964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111513176710526964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111513176710526964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111513176710526964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/05/jumbo.html' title='Jumbo'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111513119522463156</id><published>2005-05-03T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T07:39:55.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again</title><summary type='text'>After more then a month away from Barbers Blogging, we return!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111513119522463156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111513119522463156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111513119522463156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111513119522463156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111228144607962039</id><published>2005-03-31T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T07:04:06.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><summary type='text'>To make it official:  Barbers Blog will be going on hiatus for a while as this writer continues to work on a load of non-fanta-sizing personal stuff.  For details (if you're so interested), please check out the Penny Foolish blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111228144607962039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111228144607962039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111228144607962039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111228144607962039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/03/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111124141557220033</id><published>2005-03-19T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T06:10:15.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Sucky Events</title><summary type='text'>Had an email asking for more details on the stress-inducing financial situation at my place, so if you want more information, check out my alter ego's web log here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111124141557220033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111124141557220033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111124141557220033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111124141557220033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/03/series-of-sucky-events.html' title='A Series of Sucky Events'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111089362613129008</id><published>2005-03-15T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T05:33:46.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Warning</title><summary type='text'>Due to a series of financial, emotional and work-related hassles, posting will be light to non-existent in the foreseeable future.  It's just one of those shitty times that everybody goes through, but it's gonna take some hard work to get through it.  Hope to see you on the other side. . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111089362613129008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111089362613129008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111089362613129008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111089362613129008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/03/fair-warning.html' title='Fair Warning'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-111023335942481935</id><published>2005-03-07T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T04:56:53.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Cautionary Story</title><summary type='text'>Recently had a brief e-mail discussion with one of the contributors to Dimensions' Weight Room stories page, which your humble servant is currently curating, and I thought it was worth summarizing.  Said e-correspondent had submitted two stories over a year ago to Dimensions, and one of the two stories had included the writer's real name in its byline.  Both works wound up getting posted with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/111023335942481935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=111023335942481935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111023335942481935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/111023335942481935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/03/short-cautionary-story.html' title='A Short Cautionary Story'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-110934878899797511</id><published>2005-02-25T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T08:26:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Attraction Is Subjective; It Can’t Be Analyzed.”</title><summary type='text'>C.S.I. ran its "chubby chaser" episode last night, "Big Middle," and, naturally it has the members of the Dimensions Weight Board discussing it.  The big question:  whether a woman who is described as just under 300 pounds could really crush a man if she passes out from a deadly combo of hypertension medication and booze.  As more than one boarder points out, the experiment performed by Gil </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/110934878899797511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=110934878899797511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110934878899797511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110934878899797511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/02/attraction-is-subjective-it-cant-be.html' title='“Attraction Is Subjective; It Can’t Be Analyzed.”'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-110873210881653433</id><published>2005-02-18T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T05:11:32.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Also See Some Plus-Size Pool Poses</title><summary type='text'>Watching the previews at the end of last night's C.S.I., I see the upcoming ep is the one featuring Lisa Brounstein – and a whole lotta other fat women, since the investigation seems to be set at a public social gathering for SSBBWs and their admirers.  The approach, one suspects, won't be that much different from an earlier outing set at a little people's convention:  titillation and empathy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/110873210881653433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=110873210881653433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110873210881653433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110873210881653433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-also-see-some-plus-size-pool-poses.html' title='You Also See Some Plus-Size Pool Poses'/><author><name>Bill</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a43/oakhaus/supe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8655394.post-110840210479206251</id><published>2005-02-14T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T08:30:05.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Bros. Circus</title><summary type='text'>Last night's episode of Carnivále, which featured (among its many subplots) a troupe of stranded carnie performers whose show had been burned down, will forever be known to fat admirers as The One With the Sideshow Fat Lady.  Co-starring Lisa Brounstein in the small speaking role, the ep took advantage of her exuberant proportions in several camera shots, most memorably in a round table </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/feeds/110840210479206251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8655394&amp;postID=110840210479206251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110840210479206251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8655394/posts/default/110840210479206251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wilsonbarbers.blogspot.com/2005/02/daily-bros-circus.html' title='The Daily Bros. 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