Summer Solstice.

       It's the longest day of the year, as good a time as any to take a break from sports cards and post some slightly more titillating fare.  An ex-girlfriend of mine once remarked about my hobby "You collect little pictures of men, how is that not gay exactly?"  A statement of deep profundity, even if it is not an original observation.  As luck would have it, not every collectible sports card has a dude on it.

The only thing missing from that page is a gal who likes hockey, I guess Manon Rhéaume was unavailable for a shoot. 

Here are some non-sports gals:

Bikinis? Roller skates?  Boy shorts? Tank tops? God Bless America!

(being an ass man myself, the backs of these cards are even better than the fronts...)

This page embraces every cliche about women you could want...

...and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.  If loving Marilyn Monroe is wrong, I don't want to be right.  Even dressed for winter, she is unbelievably hot.

Heck, some of these cards can get down right risqué:

Wait, risqué nothing, most of those girls are naked, what's suggestive about that?

I will now go consider going to the beach and daydream about being 23 again.