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I posted late sometime in one of the Halloweens of the pandemic blur but was inspired to post again because it feels like there aren’t as many this year? Getting the creeps already thinking about this.

The Black Dog

Every summer, my wife’s family spends two weeks at a lakeside cabin that they share with other members of the extended family. The cabin was built by my wife’s grandfather and sits at the end of a dead end road. Beyond the street’s end is a dense wooded area. I’ve only ventured back there one time, where we found an

My brother died suddenly at the beginning of summer. He had recently remarried, and after the funeral, which took place on a beautifully sunny day that he would have loved, his widow held a gathering for family and friends. Her brother and his wife, whom I had only met briefly twice, were present. The sister-in-law is

My mom’s *crazy*.

My favorite aunt “Laura” killed herself several years ago. 

Godspeed my friend

The Bloody Chapel

The Night Mares of Waterford Castle

My sister was in a relationship with a man, “Alan”, who was bad news. He was quite a bit older than her, no steady job, never had any money (in fact was always hitting her up for money for beer or car repairs) and increasingly was mooching off her kindness and moving himself into her home without an official

This story happened about 15 years ago.

I was visiting Los Angeles from New York City. I am a big Hollywood history and early 20th century architecture fan, so I managed to hustle cheap rooms at the Biltmore downtown and the Hollywood Roosevelt.

Warning: domestic violence

I moved to Mexico City a few years ago, and in my second year found an apartment I loved in an old neighborhood. It was tiny and full of light and just perfect for me!

Shortly after moving in, I realized there was a ghost in the house. Things happened - the lens on my blue sunglasses going

“Red Shoe”

I can't star this enough ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

The best part about giving birth is that you’re no longer pregnant afterwards. And the baby, of course, but in the first few post-partum days, I was so shell-shocked the fact that there was a baby and that he was mine felt very abstract. Not being pregnant, however, felt very real and very amazing. A friend visited me

Rational person: this movie failed because it was a shitty white savior narrative.

Sounds like someone knew it was a dud from the start, and didn’t want to risk the publicity.

I love all of these outfits. No idea why, Just:

corrects people who refer to him being responsible for his own children as “babysitting.”