An average night with the Jim Rose Circus is scary, breathtaking, disgusting, titillating, revolting ... and that's just the first five minutes. The Passenger recommends that the Circus' official site only be viewed by those with strong hearts. For those who can take the heat of the kitchen, there's all kinds of delightfully lurid goodies to be had here: female Sumo wrestling, tattooed men with horns, beds of nails and the world-renown Mr. Lifto, whose claim to fame is such that the Passenger uncomfortably shifts in his chair just thinking about it. They've appeared on the X-Files, on The Simpsons, at the Lollapalooza festival and in the more colorful of the Passenger's nightmares. Join the party. NOTE: This site contains graphic photos and content; viewer discretion is advised.
 

The fine people at Archie McPhee practically own stock in pop culture. There's so much groovy junk available here that I could grow five years older telling you about all of it, and we don't want that, do we? I can tell you that if you've ever craved glow-in-the-dark stuff, pink lawn flamingos, a set of "punching nun" puppets, a hula girl for the dashboard of your car, a chair shaped like a human hand, or anything that stretches, inflates or encourages close friends to question your sanity, Archie McPhee will welcome you with open arms. If you've never craved that stuff before, you probably will after browsing through this wonderland of doodads. There's a rubber chicken here with your name on it, baby!

Land ho! Say, that looks awfully big to be Cuba ... I just hope that isn't Florida; people like me are prosecuted there with some regularity. Get my lawyer on the phone just in case, and I'll see you fine people next week! Cheers!