All of the Boobs at the Seattle Pinball Museum: Take Two

Trying again, since the slideshow is not friends with mobile devices. D’oh.

Welcome to Deviation Obligatoire's exploration of Boobs in Pinball. I can't think of anyone better to welcome you than the Mistress of the Dark herself. Have you ever thought about what her head is shaped like under there, considering that front-and-center part? I didn't until I was taking this picture. Now you can too. Fun fact: there are multiple Elvira-themed pinball machines. I love earth sometimes.

Welcome to Deviation Obligatoire’s exploration of Boobs in Pinball. I can’t think of anyone better to welcome you than the Mistress of the Dark herself.
Have you ever thought about what her head is shaped like under there, considering that front-and-center part? I didn’t until I was taking this picture. Now you can too.
Fun fact: there are multiple Elvira-themed pinball machines. I love earth sometimes.

My spirit animal for this undertaking. From basically the Bechdel Test of pinball machines.

My spirit animal for this undertaking. From basically the Bechdel Test of pinball machines.

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All of the Pinball Boobs at the Seattle Pinball Museum

I realized this past Sunday that pinball machine art parallels comic art so far as a certain kind of, oh, liberty taken with the depiction of the female form. I started with the picture in the last slide, and from there, I went to full-on demented documentarian mode.

At one point, having watched me walk from machine to machine, taking very precise, very close pictures of most of them, a man asked me what I was up to. “Oh,” I said, “I just enjoy the art of it.”

Not untrue.

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There are two ways to enjoy pinball in Seattle, because we truly live on god-kissed earth.

Want it buffet-style? Go to the Seattle Pinball Museum. They also serve beer and soda, and you can buy clever themed buttons and your very own pinball. (They have a delightful heft.)

Prefer a la carte? Consider Shorty’s, Add-a-Ball, John John’s, or one of the many solo machines scattered throughout the city.