The Fly (babies)
Worst thing I’ve had to know for a long, long time:
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Who Knew
Scooting through eBay the other day, looking for a good cloth version of Crichton’s Eaters of the Dead—a novel I’ll never not be in love with (though my favorite film adaptation of Beowulf is Outlander, of course)—I remembered that I’ve had a few people in my inbox and around lately asking did I have any
Night Worms & Goodreads
Both excellent. First is The Last Final Girl, part of a slasher Night Worms package: Next is a Mongrels book group happening over at Goodreads:
Best Reads from Lately
Some slipped through this time—forgot to copy the URLs across, just closed-tab and went on to the next thing. So: blip, gone. But the thing about the internet is that there’s always more. Anyway, here’s what I’ve been into last few . . . I don’t know, ‘days’ for sure, but also ‘weeks,’ and probably
Instagram Nation
I’m not on it, so miss a lot I’m sure, have to get sent screencaps instead. This one from David Tromblay.
Imagine Pleasant Nonsense
I got no business sharing Instagram stuff, as I don’t move around in there, but man, this is the best strip I’ve found in a while: found it on Twitter:
Yep
Have had this happen before. It’s freaky. Wasn’t on a grill but a pan. Snake came up high, and kind of struck in a blind, headless way. This would have been about 1989, though. Didn’t have a videocamera in my pocket.
Cars, Cars, Cars
This is my kind of post: All I’d add—well, not ‘all,’ but one I’d for-sure add would be that monster’d out El Camino from Little Evil: Also, I guess, no surprise that El Caminos lodge in the old memory banks, seeing as how that’s the key car in Mongrels: Also, now that I’m halfway thinking
Best Reads from Lately
Because I likely won’t remember to give attribution for each link, I’ll just say it here: probably three-quarters of these paleo type links are from a friend, Joe Lansdale (and all the Apple ones are from my wife). Just, don’t want to pretend I have my thumb on all the good pulses. Rather, I know
Noveling the Novella
Oh, man, this thing I’m writing, it’s one word away from clicking over into official novel land. And it’s almost two-thirds done, maybe, hopefully: Would jam through to the end in a few days, but I got a script-thing and a story on February deadline, and, I mean, February is coming up pretty fast .
Galaga Riser DIY / How-to
Which, before I get into it, let me say: I’m the last dude who should ever do a how-to on anything, except maybe writing a novel or a story. But maybe not even that. However, got one of those 3/4 scale 1-Up Galaga machines for Christmas, and of course love love love it. However? I’m
Midland, TX, via Hollywood
I mean, really, except for the contour of the land and the vivid green everywhere and the way the people wear their jeans and boots, the fifth season of Monk pretty much nailed where I grew up:
Pumpjacks
Man, West Texas on The Simpsons, after, what? Thirty years? Worth the wait: Now I just need to composite this ancient-old “Simpsons yourself” trick into that pasture and it’ll be like I’m a real guest star: