Remarkable only in that it exists: a Washington Post article on Gothic Beauty magazine.

After some soul searching, I've begun to rethink my approach to the relationships in my life. Starting with my alarm clock. Had to go, sorry to say. Firstly, the display was red. I know red is the ideal lowlight color with it's long wavelength (think dark rooms and submarines), but it isn't pleasant in practice. It's a sinister glare aimed at my ( Read more... )

For more than a century and a half, the Dosojin Festival -- one of hundreds of local celebrations of the Shinto religion held each year across Japan -- has served as a literal trial by fire for the men of this ancient hot springs resort. Every Jan. 15, the village's 25-year-old men consume impossible amounts of alcohol to buoy their courage ahead ( Read more... )

Con: In Tenebris plays at Midnight on January 27th.

Pro: In Tenebris plays at Bound on February 16th. Or so MySpace seems to suggest.

Dear My Fellow Humans,

I am now back from hiding. If you did not know I was hiding, then please spare my feelings and do not let on that you didn't notice.

Thank you,
Dan

So the part of the Christmas recap that matters... baking. Four different kinds of cookies. And four injuries... two burns, some skin grated off of a knuckle, and some tiny mystery cuts on the pad of a finger. This is the price of quality. So, the breakdown, because everyone cares about my baking exploits ( Read more... )

Due to consumer culture run rampant, even Festivus has been commercialized.

Cute though it may be, I have doubts about wearing a corset on one's neck.

Something about a variety of cookies on a paisley background is just unspeakably hot.

For your future reference, soy milk hot chocolate made with triple sec results in something that tastes unsettlingly like Fruit Loops. Just so you know.