“I couldn't live a week without a private library
- indeed, I'd part with all my furniture and squat and sleep on the floor
before I'd let go of the 1500 or so books I possess.” ― H.P. Lovecraft

Whistling In The Graveyard: May 11, 2003

Saturday, May 17, 2003

A student at George Washington High School, Charleston, W.Va. (who was not identified because of his age), was disciplined after he accidentally wedged himself in behind the shower wall in the girls' locker room, after allegedly taking a choice vantage point for peeping. Virtually immobile, the boy waited until school was out for the day and called his father on his cell phone. The father went to the gym and rescued the boy but later turned him in. [Charleston Daily Mail, 4-2-03].

Friday, May 16, 2003

When I was coming up the stairs
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away...


"Identity" is pretty damn good people. Saw it the other night and I can't get that verse out of my head. Check it out: Identity

Tuesday, May 13, 2003

Guess what guys? A day I've been both anticipating and fearing at the same time is fast approaching. No, it's not laundry day... It's finally been announced that on August 15th Freddy v/s Jason hits the big screen. You can read all about it and see the trailer at www.FreddyvsJason.com

This movie has the potential to be either pretty good, or totally suck ass. Not much grey area on this one. However, as a gore fan, and an owner of all the Friday the 13th films I have to say the trailer makes it look pretty good. In any event it can't possibly be any worse than Friday the 13th Part 8: Jason Takes Manhattan. What the fuck were they thinking...

Monday, May 12, 2003

OK guys Issue #7 will hit the net sometime between now and the 15th, and this time I have a story that can almost be considered actual news! I can't wait till I get some journalistic integrity so I can sell out for some mad fucking cash...

So the weather here has resembled shit they talked about in Revelations for the last few days. In fact, it recently broke out into the scourge of cool car owners HAIL. Now I know what you’re thinking, yes, my car is fine. It’s still the finest hunk of steel to ever roll out of Michigan and the baddest thing 1975 had to offer. I, on the other hand, am displaying some actual hail-damage. This occurred while I was throwing down comforters over the car to protect it from said hail. I ran for the blankets when I realized that the car was just too large for my to block the hail with my body alone. I almost grabbed my Stormtrooper helmet to protect my head during the exercise, but there wasn’t time.

A few lumps on your head and a tingling sensation in your left side are small prices to pay for a bad-ass automobile.