For those who stumble upon this site: I've moved. I'm just a stone's throw away though. Link It's more stories and poems than blog entries. I advise you check it out even if you're not familiar with my stuff. Maybe you'll like it and want to give me lots of money. That
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Can't forget the classics The Omen The Exorcist Anything made by Hitchcock Night of the LIving Dead and its sequels Children of the Corn
At a press conference Wednesday, a Pentagon spokesman stated that a suspected terrorist has been secretly held in captivity since October by the decree of CIA Director George Tenet. Wednesday night, while most of the press goons were at their computers typing up America’s latest kick in the balls, the real story broke. In his own press conference, attended on
America, prepare to hear the infinite wisdom of the class of 2004. The following are ACTUAL QUOTES of some students that I’ve taken the time to write down in my red notebook. All names are omitted to protect the stupid. “Who needs creative writing?” “I’m goin’ to college because it’s what comes after high school. How’s that for a reason?” <B
The interesting thing about this situation, I believe, is that it doesn't reflect the typical liberal vs. conservative situation. I think it's more along the lines of conservative vs. conservative. Oulton was an obvious conservative: a patriotic American veteran who wanted to fly the American flag on a big friggin' pole. Nothing liberal about that. However, the community association whatever board also acted rather conservative. Th
I’m not a big fan of organized religion. I never have been, and because of some bad experiences, I probably never will be. Nonetheless, organized religion has never really bothered me. My philosophy on life has always been “if people want to partake in something, let them as long as it doesn’t infringe upon my desires,” and religion has never gotten in my philosoph
This morning, I woke up with both eyes swollen shut, vicious sunburn, and temporary schizophrenia that left me wondering, "Why is the sun out in the middle of the night?" Yeah, it was that kind of weekend. Here, see the pictures. Sunday around three o'clock PM: The sun beams down on brackenfish's backyard as he deeply sleeps face-up on a poolchair, his eyel
imajinit Yes, I've learned about self-fulfilling prophecy, and I see how it could apply to my judgement of movies. However, I don't buy into that theory. While I have many times predicted a movie would suck and it did suck, there have also been times where I was surprised by what I saw. Granted, I'm not surprised by a good movie the majority of the time, but it DOES happen. But still, the reason I prejudge some movies is because I
imajinit You're right. I shouldn't pass judgement on something if I haven't even experienced it. That is one of the things that gets on my nerves when I see other people do it. However, as I said in my article, I have seen a great deal of movies. Many of those movies I thought would be bad before I even saw them, but I figured that I shouldn't judge something before I saw it. So, I saw it, and it sucked. After a while, I began pr
I'm new to the whole "writing and reading" scene, so I don't know where he stands in comparison with some of the greats, but Hunter S. Thompson is the guy who got me interested in writing. His style, oh my lord, his style. Up to that point, I had always been accustomed to the normal, boring writing style that I had always been exposed to in school. To find an author like Thompson was mind-boggling to me. Since then, I've enjoyed other authors with
You make an interesting point, Draginol. Nowadays, it does seem silly to blame the United States, claiming that "we got what we deserved." However, I don't necessarily agree with your reasoning. While you do make a convincing argument for your hypothetical situations, I don't think that it connects too well to our current world situation. Hypothetical observations are great and all, but they are just that, hypothetical. The population's un
So here I sit, in my home on a Wednesday afternoon. I'm staying home from school today because of a massive headache that I had last night and carried over into today. It's probably due to staring at computer screens all day yesterday, but it could also be because of stress. All the teachers are piling on assignments to make up for lost time, trying to finish their
It's very well possible that you bought the "Lance Armstrong" shower model. I have another shower in my house that has a lever-type thing for water. It kind of also resembles a dong, so I guess that shower is the "guy with two penises but only one of them works" model. Either way, anyone who read this article, enjoy the next time you shower!
You may be right, greywar. My god, you may be right...
I woke up the other day and began my painful pre-school ritual. Usually, I don't think too well in the mornings, but for some reason, my mind was racing with thoughts right from the beginning. I was thinking about psychology, more specifically, Freudian psychology when I entered my bathroom to take my morning shower. I twisted the hot and cold water knobs, and was
I may have mentioned this a few times before, but I’ll say it again anyway. I work at a movie rental store. Now, I know this position doesn’t entitle me as an expert in film criticism, but it damn well should. I’ve seen hundreds upon hundreds of movies, people! I’m around movies all the time! I even steal some of the movie signs we have hanging around out store j
I've been reading Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72 by Hunter S. Thompson recently. Now, I'm not going to sit here and say that the two elections are similar, although that argument be easily made. No, the only thing I'm going to say is that elections are some of the craziest fucking madness I've ever read about. It's like an antiquated rollercoaster that just jerks you from side to side and ends with vomiting. The general mood
Damnit, I did the multi-post thing again. Sorry to anyone inconvienced. I seem to have troubles with my clicking abilities.
I have come unto a crossroads in my life. Being a senior in high school, many hard decisions rack my brain throughout the day. What should I do after high school? College? Work? Mooch off parents? These questions come and go, but one question faces me all the time, and I can’t seem to answer it. That question, of course, is “Should I become a Democrat or Republ
For more information on hydrodunk, you can visit http://hydrodunk.tripod.com (my link button isn't working). Unfortunately, the site was just started the other day so not too many features are availible at the time except for the above article. However, the website for superbowling, http://superbowling.tripod.com, IS complete and contains vast amounts of information about superbowling and a brief description of the sport of hydrodunk.
Greetings and salutations! This is Dave “El Diablo del Dunko” Hauser here with an exciting new column for you prospective hydrodunkers out there filled with snakes and spiders and boy-touching Michael Jacksons! No, you prospective hydrodunkers aren’t filled with the snakes and spiders and Michael Jacksons, that was just a modifier that somehow got misplaced in the s
As a few of you may know, I recently wrote an article on why I want a samurai sword. Well, I’ve still been thinking about all things samurai for days now, and after I wrote that article, I realized that the main reason I wanted a samurai sword was because I simply wanted to have something that I wouldn’t normally think to have. It’s something that young me
Sorry for screwing up and doing the triple post then going back and deleting two of them. I sincerely didn't mean to triple post, but I DID mean to delete two of them. Anyhow, sorry if it incovienenced anyone in anyway. Ahh hell, no one will read anyway...
I’ve been watching many movies lately. Well, not that I didn’t watch movies before. You see, I work at a video rental business. As part of my extensive employee benefits package that includes such fantastic things as getting paid minimum wage and receiving a thrilling congratulations letter marking the end of my first year there (no bonus, no party, just
As I slouch back in this uncomfortable library chair, the damn library assistant babbles on about redecorating her bedroom to some poor teacher who just wandered in. The poor bastard isn’t even a real teacher; he’s just some substitute who has never been to this school before and just wanted to see what was behind the two large wooden doors in the hallway. He stumb