The Weekend Horror-thon: a Review
A Saturday filled with chips, cola and Hi-def Gore.
The idea came to me after seeing the Alice Cooper/Rob Zombie Double Bill. It had occurred to me during that campy fun slightly gross show that since my wife HATES horror movies it had been ages since I had seen one.
Correctness Confessional:
Not every time, not even most times, but today, it was I who farted in the elevator.
I took it down to the lobby, I waited, I farted, I got out, and I laughed as you all rode up to the tenth floor in my lingering stenchcloud of bowelhate. All seven of you, in my deep sea of reek.
Haiku Cycle Requiem for the Indicator/Signal Light
Haiku Cycle Requiem for the Indicator Light
The dusty stick on
the left of your steering wheel
is your signal light.
You won’t shoulder check
So signaling is the least,
THE LEAST, you can do.
Click. How hard is that?
Click. There, I did it again.
Click. See how easy?