From My Handwritten Journal

A few hours after Program, I Uber'd over to downtown, where I got my first pair of shoes in over 5 years.  It's a good thing Birkenstocks last for so long, considering how spendy they are, and that they are addictive hoof holders that prevent devoted wearers from wearing anything else for any period of time.  The pair I ( Read more... )

I haven’t done one of these in about 10,000 years, so let’s get this show on the road.


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I am kind of freaking out right now.  At the age 5, I was enrolled in 1st grade, at which time I was swiftly and truly schooled by my classmates.  I was not normal.  Period.  I wasn't allowed to dance to music like I'd always done before, without getting called names and being laughed at.  My teacher gave me a time out for not being able to recite ( Read more... )

In 2009, I took one of a litter of Beagle pups that had been born on a farm. I named him Fitzgerald and, for the few months Aunt Tudi and I had him, he was an absolute joy.

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I'm posting these primarily for ladyana5, with whom I was discussing images on the Internet. I figured I'd make it a separate post to keep the band current in search engines, because Shriekback. The first image is the unaltered scan from a Creem magazine article that was printed during the Big Night Music period. You can click this image or the ( Read more... )

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Last night, the Mother Unit knocked on my door and said "mail call!"  She came in and handed me a mail order catalog and a small white lined mailer with a customs label on it.  I knew right away what I was in for, but I took a deep breath and told myself to be patient and wait for tomorrow.

Well, tomorrow is now today, and I opened that bad boy ( Read more... )

I'm sure you're all like me, wondering what the bitey critters on the cover of the League of Gentlemen's album might look like in their natural habitat (other than under your bed) at night.  Well, I'm happy to provide the answer to your query.

First, let's look at the album cover.  Illustrated by the very gifted Danielle Dax, the cover of Robert ( Read more... )

( He sat in silence for the rest of the night and the following day. The candle died long before Cadmus moved, plunging him into the inky blackness in which he found comfort. The peace he had nested in at The Poison Rose was magnified a hundredfold. Some would call this a holy experience, but Cadmus carried no such misguided notions. There was no god. The closest to a deity anyone could come was encountering a Vampire, him in particular. It was then that they realised that their god was a murderous and bloodthirsty creature, always seeking out a sacrifice to sate his desires. )