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September 19, 2024
The surprisingly unsettling MR. CROCKET trailer.
I’m not going to lie: I got a bit alarmed at MR. CROCKET. The guy’s creepy, and there’s no denying it. My eldest already knew about the film and was planning to catch it next month, so maybe we’ll do that and ‘SALEM’S LOT for a Halloween movie night.
Oh, hey, I have Internet again.
Eight hours into a two hour neighborhood outage. This was like a two-truck problem, too. Here’s hoping it doesn’t conk out again while I’m posting this…
Violin performances… INNNNN SPAAAAAAAAAACE!
Saw this on Facebook originally, only I can’t find it now because Facebook has these very strange ideas about why people use Facebook. But this is cool. Mildly put together, but still extremely cool. And they did it just to say that they could*.
*And to sell Starlink subscriptions, obviously. To which I say: God Bless America, and All that the traffic will bear.
September 18, 2024
‘The Old Dun Cow.’
The Old Dun Cow, Seamus Kennedy
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09/18/2024 Snippet, THE LAST DAYS OF UNHOLY TOLEDO.
So I didn’t get as much done, but I got it started, and that was the hard part today.
Patreon!The rooms were oddly proportioned, and worryingly angled. Shapes were wrong, and so were the shadows. The only light in each chamber were from great braziers, set outside the rooms themselves; their baleful fires flickered through tall, yet dirty stained glass windows, bathing each room in fantastical colors. It should have been darker; and yet the shadows themselves seemed to radiate an anti-light that revealed, yet brought no comfort.
This first chamber was all in blue, and the Monsignor made odd, mocking symbols with his fingers as they entered. “This is the Hall of Deserved Languor,” he told the other two, “and we must pass through it quickly.”
“Who would stop us?” Maddox started to mumble, then snapped his head as if fighting off a sudden weariness. “There are no defenders.”
“Look to your feet, fool!” Maddox bristled, but Nat looked – and then he swore, for some of the shadows were moving. The Monsignor muttered and threw up a mage-light, revealing the shadows to be crawling men and women. Of a sort: they were gaunt, with eyes always blinking, and hands and feet that were halfway to claws. Slow they looked and slow they moved, but there was a blind hunger in their faces that was no less cruel for being torpid.
the help me dog man trailer
i have had to listen to this twenty five times in the last day i already have been told we are going to this movie hellllllllpppp meeeeeeeeeee
The Maryland Renaissance Festival is sold out. Guess people heard I was selling books there?
…Sorry?
They sold out early last year, too, which was incidentally the first year I was selling books at Page After Page:
I’ll have two more books to sell there this year, so if you happen to be somebody who got tickets for October 12th, by all means stop buy and buy ’em. Otherwise, buy ’em here.
Again, sorry for getting the Renn Festival to sell out early. I try not to be quite so awesome in public, but sometimes I slip up. It’s not always easy to remember, 24/7/365.25.
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I have a new sign!
Look!
BEHOLD! pic.twitter.com/jbzgBGCaTq
— Ogiel (Moe Lane) (@Ogiel23) September 18, 2024
Gotta BEHOLD! pic.twitter.com/jbzgBGCaTq
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The “It took a minute to grow on me” MICKEY 17 trailer.
MICKEY 17 is funny, because it’s describing a horrible situation, and the guy who it’s being horrible to is pretty much just… okay, fine, that’s just how my lives go. This movie is classic Dark Humor, and I feel slightly bad for laughing. But I’m still thinking about seeing it.
September 17, 2024
‘Black Velvet Band.’
Black Velvet Band, Riverclad
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