As a child, my favourite television series was a little-watched Showtime series titled Poltergeist: The Legacy. A few nights ago, Karl spotted the first series of the show in WalMart for $10. Check-out lady said, "I've never heard of this show, but for $10 ( Read more... )

So Karl ran into this, which is one of the more similar movements to how I/we tend to think than anything else I've ever really seen. Followed it up on wikipedia, clicked around, and wound up here, which, for me, is even closer ( Read more... )

I was not aware that it was possible for sewer water, chunks of shit, and smears of toilet paper to spew forth with geyser-like intensity from a bathroom sink. A bathroom sink that is only used one day every week, no less ( Read more... )

Just as my computer finally entered the realm of being fully functional, my monitor dies ( Read more... )

What sort of fool wishes they could claim to be unhappy?
What sort of fool?

I completely forgot that I put a song about ducks on my monster mix. Fantastic.

The amount of disdain I have developed toward institutions of formal learning in recent years is remarkable ( Read more... )

I call myself a misanthrope. I am not entirely certain that is correct ( Read more... )

The trouble with poets is that they see everything as material. Even themselves. They never live, or even truly love anything so much as the art they produce ( Read more... )