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Posts tagged ‘illness’

Being an almost comprehensive list (at the time of posting) of the records I’ve played on this day of COVID-19 furlough. Air – Moon Safari (both sides) The Cars – The Cars (both sides) Throwing Muses – House Tornado (both sides) X-Ray Spex – Germfree Adolescents (both sides) Blondie – The Best of Blondie (both […]

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March 13th, 2020

Let it be known that I spent my 48th birthday on pandemic-induced furlough, eating junk food and watching the world burn. Also, a happy birthday for fellow 313’er Mike Sterling, who owns the best dang comic shop on the planet. In fact, you should go buy something from him right now. Recommended listening: There won’t […]

Playlist of the plague days

March 12th, 2020

Being an almost comprehensive list (at the time of posting) of the records I’ve played on my first day of COVID-19 furlough. Air – Moon Safari (both sides) Apollo 440 – “Can’t Stop the Rock” (12″ extended 440 mix) Chemical Brothers – Exit Planet Dust (side one) Chemical Brothers – Born in the Echoes (side […]

Ghosts as sheet-sporting shades of the dead do not exist. Ghosts as unpleasant manifestations of past trauma totally do exist. In fact, my corpus is a veritable spookhouse of such entities, and their visitations have grown more frequent in recent years. Here’s a brief rundown of some of the more malevolent ones: The Flayed Knee […]

A twitter pal recently reminded me of The Devil Bat, a 1940 PRC thriller in which a vengeful scientist (played by Bela Lugosi) uses radioactive aftershave and trained giant bats (played by comically unconvincing puppets) to dispatch folks he believes wronged him. The film is standard “poverty row” fare, a mediocre murder mystery given a […]

A plague worse than death

September 25th, 2018

“I looked up and saw a horse whose color was pastel green. Its rider was named Jane, and her format was VHS. They were given authority over ranch home suburbia, to conquer with headband and lycra and legwarmers and extreme hold mousse.”

The convenience store guy’s real name was Jeremy. He hailed from somewhere in southern New Jersey and had come up this way to attend Boston University. After dropping out (for some reason I was never able to discover), he decided to stay in Boston in order to remain with his gothy girlfriend and his college […]

Outflow, inbox

December 14th, 2017

I recounted a embarrassing personal anecdote a few years back, which good pal Cathy Leamy offered to render in comics form. She did a fantastic job with it (and was adamant about getting the feline supporting cast as accurate to their real-life counterparts as possible. Other than that, there is isn’t much I can add…except […]

A Most Modest Flower: Day 4

February 4th, 2016

(from “The Condemned Legionnaires!” by Edmond Hamilton, Curt Swan and George Klein in Adventure Comics #313, October 1963) “If you want to be useful, sunshine, rustle me up a Midol and a cup of space-chai. And if you don’t remove your hand from my shoulder, I will RIP IT OFF MYSELF.”

After a three year hiatus, the annual tradition where I contact a nasty October bug has return with a vengeance. Even better, it’s a head/chest cold combo accompanied by gallons of snot and muscle-wrenching coughing jags. The household nickname for these contagions is a “werewolf flu,” in that the symptoms mellow during the daylight hours […]

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