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FINALLY... a rock music club on Capital Hill that I feel at home in. I’m talking about the new King Cobra, which with it’s utlra-cool chic decor and two-tiered layout is probably the coolest Rock club in Seattle since the Offramp back in the ‘90s. Even cooler actually, it is indeed the “rocket bomb” and gets the Paul Ace Diamond “Huggy” Blow seal of approval. Here’s wishing lots of luck and success to Jenny and the others running the joint and I sincerely hope they don’t have to ever veer from the Rock format to pay the bills. It was also nice to see Jimmy Flame & the Sexxy Boys back in action rocking the Cobra stage.

Speaking of music venues and such, I once swore a solemn oath I would never set foot into a sports bar (a sports bar being any bar that has more than five TV sets all showing basketball, football, or air hockey games), but I just had to go to Goofy’s on Crown Hill to see the Midnight Idols, especially considering that the Idols are one of my favorite local bands, the bar is in my neighborhood, and there was no cover charge. The Midnight Idols play old-school metal in the vein of Judas Priest and Iron Maiden and are fronted by the incredible “Diamond C” who totally reminds me of a young, non-gay Rob Halford but with darker hair. That night the Idols ripped it up as usual, but the only downside was that the band room was stuffy and muffled sounding ­ and I was constantly hit on by women who appeared to be crack-smoking ho’s even though I was with a date. What’s up with THAT??? However, if you want to hear some good old blistering metal that ROCKS, I recommend you check out the Midnight Idols at myspace.com/idols and tell them Huggy Blow sent you. And that is my rock’n’roll PSA of the month...

In other news, my attempt to persuade Sinner publisher Chuck to run a series of full-color nude centerfolds of all the Sinner writers has apparently failed. I even volunteered to be the first to pose with my own Burt Reynolds-inspired centerfold, but I guess Chuck has decided the readers are just not ready for that yet. Yeah... you guys aren’t ready. It’s too bad because even Guitar Doug was excited about the idea and was rumored to have been spending some quality time on the Nautilus preparing for his own photoshoot. HOWEVER... I am contemplating running my centerfold photo in the space of next month’s Huggy Talk column. Chuck can’t stop me. Nobody can stop me. I am above the law. Tune in next month and see if it flies... until then, here’s some questions from readers that have rolled into my HUGGY TALK inbox:

Dear Huggy,
I have a sick obsession with cops. Is this normal for women my age? I see them and I want to have sex. I want them to handcuff me and tell me what a naughty criminal I am! Help! —Faye (Seattle)

Dear Faye,
Funny, I have the exact same obsession myself, but with female officers, meter maids and bailiffs. I would love to get undercover and take the law into my own hands, so to speak. This reminds me of the time I spent in King County work release where there was a totally hot female guard. I often fantasized that she would come into my cell late at night while the other inmates were asleep and... well, let’s save that for another column. Yes, your obsession is 100% completely normal. Everyone has it.

Dear Huggy,
Can you tell me what sort of bug this is? I found him on my deck. (Photo of insect attached with email.) —-Mysterious Stranger (Renton, WA)

Dear MS,
That, sir, is a type of lice that infects the pubic region. And it is a big one! You did say you found him on your dick, right??? Go to the store and buy some RID, pronto.

Dear Huggy,
Is it better to be the Man or to beat the Man? —Dano Distortion (San Francisco)

Dear Dano,
Which man are you talking about? The man I see every time I look out my apartment window? I wouldn’t want to be him, he’s a homeless dude. He’s mentally ill too, I think, and probably smokes crack. I wouldn’t want to beat him either... beat him at what? Smoking crack? My answer to you, Dano, is NEITHER!

HUGGY BLOW’S FASHION TIP OF THE MONTH:
White Levi jeans will be sexy HOT this coming Spring for boys, girls, and androids of all sexes.
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Got a question for Huggy Blow? Got naked pictures of your hot mom? Email them to Huggy at paulblow@gmail.com or hit him up on myspace at myspace.com/paulblow.