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...Liefeld has a cameo in the film, just in case you do go see it. No doubt about it, Rob is about as original as a mass produced Valentine's Day card, but he did do this one thing, and that kind of makes up for those ridiculous drawings of heroes with horribly distorted pecs and women with tits...

I don't have a single, individual song on repeat, but I've discovered a superb subset of goth that I've absolutely fallen in love with. Dark Cabaret is just exactly what this lover of black humor and gallows laughs needs right now, and I'm rolling around in it like Scrooge McDuck in a pile of...

...Valentine's Day. It sucks. There; it had to be said. Now I can go back to my pizza.

Just out of curiosity, I did a search for other, older threads related to Valentine's Day, and there were a few, and they were full of bile, bitterness, humor, and snark. As for myself, I'm 52, and the last time I paid any attention to VD ( ...one day you're infected, and it itches forever ;) )...

This is going to be surreal. A harsh, bizarre R-rated movie featuring one of the nastiest , most unbalanced Marvel anti-heroes ever let loose, and I've been a Deadpool fan for many years, so I'm going to see the movie and just let it happen. I know that there will be people who call the...

Nope. Don't much care for fish, actually. I heard doors creaking open in the house, and I'm the only human here. Did you?

Of course. One of Vincent Price's most intense roles... Salo: The 120 Days of Sodom

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Just Before I Go

What the Frack? Why was Constant Stranger banned??

Still here. Financially, still uncertain, but no worse. Medically, I've had a couple of epileptic moments, nothing horrifying, but something less than jolly. Still no personal doctor, but given the backlog and the lack of doctors at hand, not awful. I had some bad times over November, but they...

I tried, Arachne. It was an utter failure, mostly because the reporters I consulted have heard the tale far, far too many times, and have tried before, with zero results. I found myself sitting in the park, alone, feeling lower than I've felt for months. Again, I keep trying, and I keep failing...

I find that either way I go, either path I try to travel, my depression gets worse, and the circle tightens. If I put on a happy face mask and try to get with people and cheer up, I can't maintain it, and the people who thought I was one of them discover how mournful and bleak I am, and walk...

I used to do night shift security at a aircraft storage warehouse, and my then-girlfriend and I enjoyed ourselves on the wing of a stored Cessna passenger plane. There's no end to places to have fun, if you have imagination. I wish she hadn't gotten killed by a drunk driver; she was a wonderful...

I've had that, as well. Sometimes, they just can't be bothered. Sometimes, their life just gets in the way. Sometimes, you strike them as needy, creepy, weird, or unsettling. Sometimes, they just forget. We're dealing with imperfect, stumbling, easily distracted human beings, some better, many...

Do I regret being born? Well, that would imply that I had some choice in the matter, and of course, I had none. My parents messed, and I was shat into existence. They loved me as well as they could, which wasn't great. Do I wish my birth had not happened? Yes, I wish I wasn't here. There are a...

Thank you, Arachne. I'll see if there's a way your suggestion can be implemented. You're right; I have nothing to lose, and it might actually work. If nothing else, I'll have the pleasant feeling of knowing that I've given someone who screwed with me a miserable day or two. Spread the honeysuckle, and...

This thread is a revelation, and a relief to find others who feel even somewhat as I do: not just disconnected and isolated from the others around me, but barely even the same species. I try to wear the same mask and costume, speak the lines, and follow the stage instructions, but it never seems...

I thought I had a success today, but it blew up in my face, just like everything else. A friend of mine was utterly convinced that her family doctor was taking new patients, and convinced me that it was a certain and sure thing: just call, and you'll have the doctor you need, and from there...

Oldest of two boys, my younger brother being in the perfect place for a vicious, bullying thug with an ego that could attract planetoids and a contempt for intellect: he's in the Armed Forces, a sniper and a drill instructor. As far as I'm concerned, my true family is named Addams.