I’ve always loved this game box. It is, as you say, incredibly sleazy and very creepy. It projects so much onto a simple game where players try to match a pattern of tiny, colored plastic pegs.This photo always seemed so epic and awesome and sleazy to me, like he kept her and several others in his intellectual sex cult, solving complex riddles and anagrams in chain mail bikinis, and typing terse letters to the NYT Crossword on thick linen paper, for him to sign and post.
Unrelated: I kick fucking ass at Mastermind. I’m spending the first day of 2011 hungover, playing online Mastermind, smoking weed and pornographing. I am FEELING this year, yo.
(Source: glittermuff)