Sometimes I make music. When I do, I post it at allhallowsevil.org. Sometimes it’s good. This one is pretty good. It’s a song about the coming of Galactus. You should check it out.
Fair warning: there is a picture at the end of this post that is pretty disgusting. I have placed some distance between the text and the picture so you may avoid it at your own discretion.
Though the freak show is only a shadow of its former glory, we still have an entire industry dedicated to exploiting oddities for entertainment. Okay, “exploiting” is probably a strong word, because I believe these people know what they’ve signed up for and have, in some way or another, been compensated for their trouble. See: your hoarders, the strange addicts and the obsessed. Continue reading
I am not one of those people that has money, so I’m always looking for a bargain. I’m also looking to shove as many calories in my face as possible. These two factors lead me on a journey to the local dollar tree, where I happened upon their frozen rib eye steak. Being an open minded individual, I couldn’t wait to give it a shot. Did I stumble on a delicious hidden secret?
Spoiler alert: no, I didn’t.
When embarking on any creative endeavor, everyone hopes their work will stand the test of time. You want to feel that years from onset of whatever you created, people will celebrate it, remember it and talk about it with their friends.
For something to stand the test of time like that is rare, particularly now that anyone can smash together a bunch of ones and zeroes and take a stab at relevance. How many of you reading this had a MySpace music page? I know I did. I also know that I never managed to turn that into any long term cultural relevance. Continue reading
This is a video about how CF affects my digestive system, but I’m not going to bullshit you: I wouldn’t be displeased if this video somehow spun off into a sponsorship deal with Denny’s and/or KFC.
When the New York Times asked mountaineer Gregory Mallory why he wanted to climb Mount Everest, he famously replied “Because it’s there.” If they were to ask me why I used to eat at Hometown Buffet so often, my reply would be similar.