Paimon has claimed you as his infernal tribute already. See you in hell!

The Woman in Black, by Susan Hill. I read it in one sitting and finished it around 2am. When I was done I didn’t want to look up from the book b/c I was afraid of what might be watching me from the dark hallway leading to my bedroom. THAT’S horror, right there.

You too, sir!

This is a good take. I go to horror movies for that sense of heightened awareness that only horror can bring. And TBH, I love the feeling of community when I’m with a bunch of people being scared shitless. And horror movies are the only movies where “audience participation” is acceptable—“NO GIRL DON’T GO INTO THAT…

I can buy a bottle of whiskey and get shit faced playing computer games for less money than a few shots at the bar.

I would have an enormous well of despair that I had to almost physically fight through.

Does Dogma count as a Christian film? Maybe not—it does such a great job skewering how ridiculous the practice of religion has become (I’m looking at you, Buddy Jesus) and how people use the belief in their god as a cat o’ nine tails (best quote IMHO: I have issues with anyone who treats God as a burden instead of a…

Oh, Inara, my “if she’s a woman than what the hell am I” example. She’s so beautiful I just sit, slack jawed, whenever she’s onscreen. Her and her wiles. WILES, I say.

#goals

Ah, YISSSSS. You don’t happen to live in South Jersey, do you?

The difference between “existing” and “living” is like the difference between flat ginger ale and Cristal champagne. I’m so incredibly happy for you—you deserve ALL the bubbles!

Eight years ago, I moved from the town where I had lived my whole life to a new place where nobody knew me. Best thing I ever did. It took a while to find “my people” here but my life is so much more vibrant and joyful than it had been at “the old place.” As I’ve said more than once, it took me 48 years to finally…

And the mansplaining doesn’t ever stop. EVER. I have a quirky house, and every single man who walks in tells me what I should do about this, that, and the other thing. I never ask for their opinions, I don’t care about their opinions, but they feel compelled to give them. AND they never ask first why things are the…

And I’m trying to get a mason to fix my front steps/stoop and I can’t get one to call me back.

I read an interesting article on Vox (I Used to Lead Tours at a Plantation) written by a woman who, well, used to lead tours at a plantation. Some people went through torturous mental gymnastics to try to prove slavery wasn’t all that bad. I guess they felt guilty but were too bigoted to face up to it? I dunno. It…

Same. With all the aged bullshitters that are stinking up Congress right now, it does my wizened heart good to see a little glimpse of the future. You go, Mighty Duckling!

I will learn the Carlton Dance and do it till my hips explode.

Or maybe instead you can spend the time on getting (and your money getting to) job training, which may or may not be substantive...

You should point out that you originally presented it. Every. Time.

Your platforms cannot just be “anti-everything.”