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Fool’s Gold


Hey- you’ll never guess where I’ve just been!

I’ve just crossed time and space to attend the 2027 Oscars!

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Movies I Useta Like Episode I


At present I am experiencing an overwhelming fit of pique, and I need someone to make sense of the following. I have never managed to view Martin Scorsese’s Taxi Driver in its entirety. Not for lack of fucking trying, but because something always gets in the way.

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You Make Me Sick


The following quote is from Harlan Ellison’s classic story I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream, first published in 1967, and comes from the “Allied Mastercomputer” (“AM”).

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Value Attrition


My mom used to watch the original Star Trek in syndicated repeats, back when I was a little kid. I detested the program because of the grating sound of the “starship interior”, which was like a never-ending loop of whistly ping noises (to denote space technology of the future). The show was essentially a soap opera, in a 1960’s sci-fi setting.

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Order Sixty-Six


I missed a necessary doctor’s appointment this morning. I just laid in bed as the alarms I’d set last night went off; seven-thirty, eight o’clock, nine o’clock. I might still be lying there if the loathsome fucks next door didn’t start in with their goddamned bass noise, as per usual.

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Zilch Horizon


I useta think Night Shift with Michael Keaton was a good movie, and I useta think “Night Shift” by The Commodores was a good song. As a kid I couldn’t understand why they weren’t combined.

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Sore Subjects


I’ll make this as easy as possible. I believe firmly that anyone who thinks children, who by definition are minors below the age of consent, should be “educated” on “trans issues” is disgusting, immoral, and evil.

The end. Don’t bother clicking the “read more” line. Just fuck off if you disagree.

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Non Grata


Believe it or not, a good bit of thought goes into my creative output, in particular where exactly in my figurative empire that output fits best. Should I post an article here, or behind a paywall on my Patreon? Is the idea better served in readable text, or does it function more smoothly spoken conversationally on a podcast? Would people rather read it, or hear it?

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It’s Not You, It’s Me


Thanks for meeting me here on such short notice. I picked a public place so there’d be no worries about either of us “freaking out”. The hidden cameras are for your protection as well as mine, and oh by the way I’m live-streaming this to anywhere from four to five dozen people so cool it with the racial slurs. There might be kids around.

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No Force Required


Most people don’t know this about me, but I have a sixth sense regarding show people. Meaning, when you find out that an actor, actress or performer is an absolute degenerate piece of shit, I already knew from the first time I laid eyes on them, even if it was forty or more years ago.

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