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Posts tagged ‘unintended consequences’

During the opening weeks of 2008, the long overdue consequences of my lackadaisical oral hygiene manifested as a raging abscess on an incisor which had been reconstructed after shattering a few years prior. It was the first time I’d experienced such a thing, and so I ignored the escalating levels of pain until they bloomed […]

The above excerpt from the August 19, 1957 issue of Billboard covers what was probably the single most important trigger for the “monstermania” of the late Fifties and early Sixties. Running cinematic releases over the airwaves was a contentious subject during the early years of television. Movie studios, already feeling squeezed on multiple fronts, were […]

Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscrib’d In one self place; but where we are is hell, And where hell is, there must we ever be. – The Tragical History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus by Christopher Marlowe Recommended listening: More “Down South” diabolism. (panels from “What’s So Hot About a Ghost?” […]

The first edition of Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay was supported by a decent number of supplements, though the majority of these were campaign scenarios or one-off adventure modules. The few genuine expansions that did get released were odds ‘n’ sods collections of White Dwarf articles, and covered niche topics with limited utility for the game as […]

Sunday drives became a big thing in our house during my early teens. Every week my parents, Lil Bro and me would pile into the family car and head out on a meandering path to some scenic location. Plum Island one week, the Mohawk Trial the next — the destination didn’t matter as much as […]

The new millennium saw me getting back into anime in a big way. I’d been a fan since the Star Blazers days, but my interest began to cool after the space opera/giant robo craze gave way to other, less interesting-to-me fandoms. The force that swung the pendulum came from multiple overlapping vectors. My forays into […]

There were few guideposts for when I decided to “go punk” a few months after my mother’s death. It was a spur of the moment decision made during a fit of melancholy boredom and the need to regain control of my personal narrative. What remained of the scene barely generated any media heat, even among […]

Thanks to the current wave of reissues or general lack of interest in the older material that I’ve been seeking out, I’ve had pretty decent luck with assembling a library of favorite and personally significant albums that somehow escaped me in LP form. Even indie label oddities (such as King Missile’s early albums) or formerly […]

In the spring of 1985, my mom and dad took us on a Sunday drive along the Mohawk Trail in western Massachusetts. The trip was one of many we took that year as a way of reestablishing ourselves as a nuclear family during one of the (all-too-brief) stretches where it seemed our home life might […]

Many moons ago, there was an enthusiastic em-pee-three blogger who leveraged the discovery of the most amazing magazine cover ever… …into a delicious but fleeting moment of fame. At the time, thay grey area gunslinger was still affectedly hip enough to lay down some irony-drenched firewalls against any insinuations that he might actually enjoy the […]

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